I Give You Permission To Reach Out And Touch Me.(Completed,editing).

Quick Note~~~~

I got my first comment, awesome so this lucky person gets a dedication

Sorry about all the dialogue in the beginning and in the middle.

~~~~~~~~~~~1missciara

Exploria.

I stare at the dumb blond waiting for what she had to say. Micheal tenses up next me,'' Leave, Raychel.''

She ignores him,'' I know you're a vampire,'' she finally says a twisted smiled played on her lips.

I decided to play off dumb,'' What do you mean,'' I ask.

'' Get out Raychel,'' declares Micheal as his hatred gaze settle on her.

'' Are you afraid that your misguided wife going to find out what you are,'' she mocks, her fairy-eerie female accent slip out a little.

'' What are you talking about,'' I ask.

''Your husband is a------'' Raychel begins to say until Micheal was up in her face gripping her neck tightly cutting off her words.

'' She doesn't need to know,'' Micheal says his New Yorker accent became faint and somewhat came out in an Australian accent.

'' Get off of me,'' Raychel hisses as I watch her glassy blue eyes widen as a sparkling blaze fills them and a strange cold vibe spreads eerily across the room.

Next thing I notice was an orb of bright green light spreads out of Raychel hands shooting at Micheal like a bullet causing him to tumbles backwards,'' Stop,'' he cries out.

Raychel laughs,'' I like your powers,'' she says stepping towards Micheal as he collapses onto his knees not moving. I was so confuse on what was happening right now.

I watch as she grabs Micheal chin as the orb from her hands had vanish,'' You wife doesn't really love you, sorry Mitchy,'' she proclaims before she tilts his head up. Her mouth opens wide as an ear-breaking scream flows out her mouth.

I gasp placing my hands over my ears watching as a blur of misty haze came out of Micheal mouth and comes into Raychel. My eyes widen in horror when I figure out what she was doing, soul stealing.

'' Okay Bitch I'm tired of you,'' I hiss moving in fast speed grabbing Raychel arm twisting it around until it snap and shoving her backwards until she went head first into the wall.

Micheal body trembles as he falls off of his knees and onto his back,'' Exploria.''

'' What the hell happen,'' I exclaim sitting on the ground next to him and pull him into my lap and comb my fingers thorough his hair.

'' She an evil Fae, close to a banshee she steals people souls----to say alive,'' he coughs out.

'' Then how the hell you get mix up with her,'' I ask.

'' I'm her Mentor,'' he says his brown eyes locking onto mine.

'' Wh---ha-at....you're not......human,'' I stutter out pulling away from Micheal as he follows after me with a pleading , loss look on his face.

'' Go head and tell her Micheal or well Mitch,'' Raychel says stumbling to her heel feet.

'' Micheal....Mitch, What the hell,'' I Ask looking at the male, my husband.

'' Don't listen to her now come here, baby,'' he pleads with me grabbing my hand.

I shove his hand off of me,'' Don't touch me,'' I mumble,'' What are you?''

''I'm a reaper, in terms of sorts,'' he says uneasily rubbing the back of his neck.

I tense up placing my hand against my mouth,'' Reaper? What are you talking about.''

'' You're not alone from being different anymore,'' he says giving me an insuring smile.

'' You really going to stay with-with her,'' Raychel ask dumbfounded.

'' Shut up, go back to the hell den,'' Micheal snaps his eyes flaring up to a dark gold.

I flinch as Raychel glares at me,'' Wimpy vampire,'' she grumbles before pink fog builds up around her until it covers her whole and with a matter of a second she vanishes.

'' Micheal......EXPLAINS?'' I growl pushing him away from me.

'' I'm a Reaper, I was born in a realm in hell, and a reaper is an immortal who sends the dead evil morals to hell.... I don't harm people.''

I stare at him,'' What do you mean you're a mentor for that crazy blond bitch,'' I ask.

'' She a hell fairy of sorts, she not really tame....she has a thirst for souls so I have to train her to not kill but feed.''

'' Okay, I don't think I can deal with all this paranormal crap,'' I grumble sinking into my office chair and look at Micheal.

'' You lived for 600 years and you never dealt with hell creatures,'' Micheal jokes.

'' Maybe so, but you're a Reaper who steals people souls,'' I flabbergasted.

'' You're a vampire that kills people for their blood,'' he mimes my actions.

I bite my bottom lip,'' Yeah so-----I-----,'' I trailed off loss for words.