Mommy dearest, why do you want me dead?

Chapter fourteen part two

"Wha.........bu........how?............I mean, I......its not possible" I stumbled over my words, trying to get them out and get over the confusion. I know that this is a dream world that I'm in at the moment, I mean there is no way that it can be real. Life is too cruel to let me see my Damen, to be close enough to touch him and kiss him. But to be honest, no matter how much I know this is going to hurt me later when I'm locked up all alone, and boy will it hurt. It was worth it to see him, so so fucking good. I had been away from him for so long that it physically hurt, so just to spend this borrowed time with him is one hundred percent worth the pain I will feel later. Even if it does turn out that this is a fake world.

He looked so ill, so pail. His skin, which was once smooth and flawless now had pimples dotted about. His fantastic pail skin that he once had was now grayish, and his eyes. His sexy eyes were no longer full of life and love, they were empty and dull. He had bags underneath them big enough to carry a family of fours monthly food shop. His clothes though looked good, like they were brand new. I cant ever remember Damen wearing white, but right now he was. A pure white suit with a white shirt and a black tie. The tie was the only item he was wearing that was a colour other than white. It suited him thou, it bought out his soft side.

"I don't know" he admitted, answering my earlier question obviously confused himself. I watched as a smile appeared on his face, wiping away all the pain and worry that was there only moments before. I smiled as his eyes gained some life and filled with love, almost how I remember them looking before this shit happened andn I was taken from him and his loving arms. "I love you, so so much" he said walking over to me. When he was in front of me I threw my arms around his neck, needing to smell his scent. Needing to commit it to memory so I could think about it later, so I could pretend that this meeting was real. "I love you too"I said back to him before pulling his face in to meet mine for a kiss.

It wasn't a desperate kiss like i thought it would be after we had been ripped apart from each other for so long, but it was a soft one. Filled with so much love it should be impossible for only two people to feel this way, but too soon the kiss ended as he reluctantly pulled out of it. "How are we here, together?" he asked me, never once looking away from my eyes. "I don't know" I admitted, confused once again.

"I was fighting with Lianna one minute and the next I'm here, with you" I admitted to him. "I was with the fairies as they worked on Angel then I was here" he admitted more to himself than to me. "Wait, the fairies?" I asked, a tear coming to my eyes. He nodded yet and smiled. "How are they?" I asked, needing to know. "There fine, absolutely fine my love" he promised me, wiping the tears that were slowly falling from my face,

"What did you mean when you said they were working on angel?" I asked him, finally realising that he said that. He looked pained again now as he broke eye contact with me, so I couldn't help but panic. "Tell me" I ordered, needing to know if she was hurt. "She passed out, this realm isn't good for her. Its making her sick" He explained, looking more scared himself now. "Oh god, is she okay?" I asked. "I don't know" he admitted, looking down at his shoes. "I'm coming for you all, I cant stay here why that little girl is sick.

I promise you I will be with you, and I mean properly with you all in a few hours" I promised him, knowing that I would keep it. I would do what ever I could to get away from Lianna now, so we can get little Angel back home. Where she belongs, where she can get better. "Don't, please don't make that promise. Not when you cant keep it, we will come for you as soon as we can my love" he said. "I can keep it, I promise you that. My powers have grown so much.

I'm so strong now that even Lianna is starting to get scared of me" I admitted to him with a small smile on my face. I couldn't help but feel a little proud of that fact, she had bought me and my family so much pain that the thought of her being scared of me make me smile. I could see on his face that he really wanted to believe me, but he couldn't. I cant blame him to be fair, I mean by the look of me you would never think that I am actually capable of causing any harm to somebody. You would never believe that someone was scared of me.