What started as nightmare was turned into reality. Since I was a little girl I have been having the same dream where I am running from something but I never know what it is and I never know how it ends. This time it wasn’t a nightmare. This was as real as it could get. I was in a deserted street running away from one of my dad’s helpers; a Demon.
Yeah, my dad’s the Devil and my mom is the head Fallen Angel, so I’m kind of in between. Since I can’t be with either of them (it’s too dangerous) I have to live in an orphanage full of people like me; half Fallen Angel, half Demon. We're pretty normal, and blend in easily. There's no freaky mutation or strange thing that separates us from other kids.
In my dream, I kept running and running to no use. He was catchin up. I was about to faint when I bumped into a little girl... At least I thought she was a little girl. By the looks of it, she seemed as if she were running away from something too.
“Ow!” she shouted. She was short, blonde, and had bluest eyes I had ever seen, almost unnatural. Although she talked like a little girl and she was short, I was sure she wasn’t a ten-year old; she was about sixteen. I felt like I had seen her somewhere before.
“Omigosh, I’m so, so, so sorry!” I apologized.
She scoffed. “Hello?! Running for my life here! Can you get out of the way now?!” I noticed a faint trail of blood running down her nose.
“You sure aren't the only one, sweetie.”
We were both on the floor. Suddenly, a white light blinded us. It was scary... Even though I felt safe bathed in it.
"OH MY GOD IT'S A TRUCK!" Blondie screamed, shielding her eyes. Give me a break.
“Mom? Is that you?” I wasn't quite sure because Fallen Angels can’t give direct help to their children. It was forbidden. I saw the girl crawling backwards slowly. This was definitely not my mom.
“Why are you here, Bryson? You’re not supposed to be here! This can't be happening!” she babbled. I sensed fear in her voice. Who the hell was Bryson? And why did she seem afraid of him?
I turned around. I couldn't see the person's face but because of the body structure, I assumed it was Bryson...
The next thing I know I was on the floor. And just like that the flashbacks started. It was like a slideshow. I saw the blurry image of two cars crashing; mine and Ashley's. Then, I saw myself in the office while Ashley lied about how I had purposely crashed her black Mercedes and Principle Harris believing her and kicking me out of school. Since she was his daughter she could get away with anything she wanted. I was making my way back to the orphanage now. Since I couldn't sleep at night, I headed out to the forest. Afterwards, the image of Blondie, Bryson, and me.
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Stuck In Between
Teen FictionTaylor Dubois has live in an orphanage since she was six. Her mom is an Angel, and her dad the Devil. What happens when she meets Bryson, her "other half", when she still loves Rob, her best friend? Secrets uncovered and lies discovered. Can Taylor...