Angel's of Sacrament

Two

i know most of the guys in school when i was younger, they were creptic, violent, and abusive, i never payed very much attention,  but somehow there was one, who made jokes, in class, who gave me stolen glances across the room, and to leave notes in my bookbag, it may seem romantic at the plain sight.

but there is always a hidden purpose in good actions,

i stared at the windows, avoiding the stranger who was too eager in his tone for my attention, i did not want to get to know anyone, i had a plan. and that plan include me, and my family, i was not to go down and talk to strangers, i was to believe the priest's could help me. bu the stranger kept on knocking at my skull, when i did turn, he was smiling to himself, in a demonic kind of way, " are you new?" he asked, his lips turning up in the corners, i just glanced and ignore the hell out of him

"i will take you are" he said to himself, and gave a heavy sight,  i kept staring straight, my limbs crazy to tell him to shut up, he talked too much, but he didn't budge, the thing after that, they call my name

"Ady?" the nurse said as my eyes shot to the papers at her hands, the dim lights of the place paling the whiteness in them, the sentence of black letters, all mixed, i got up, and nodded,

" oh, there you are, The father is ready to see you" she smiled kindly, but her blue orbs rotated from me to the guy in the back "Vane Ralph, what are you doing here, come with, you two are going to the same place"

Remembrance, the place where i was heading, a place of dark magic as the church called it, and only the father could ever be in that place and not be tempted by its demonds, i believed there was always something more to earth, and heaven, something bad, soo bad, that it had to be handle as glass.

Vane was its name, the dark stranger, his hair was thick blond, an it reached his forehead, as we walked, the nurse talked on and on, but in that moment Vane whispered to me "she is nice when people are new, wait until you get to know her" he laughed, as a lunatic, was he really mad, or was he just too lonely, and had to try his luck on the new girl. i shook my head, trying to catch glimpses of the place, the nasty smell of sickness, the rotting walls, the decaying rough floors, that my feet's felt too numb to feel, it was all in this tight space that i will get answers i reapeted, but what i truly wanted was a location, somewhere i knew for sure they would be waiting for me. 

"where you from" Vane asked, this time more casual and less creepy, "here" i aswered, but kept the shield of my hair in my face, i didn't want him to see me, i didn't wanted to see him. where that would get me, maybe in trouble, i had never had my first kiss, or a real friend, i was a lone wolf along the hills, resurecting any one who knows the past, but the reason i kept myself isolated all this time, was the fear. i feared everyone, i though of the awful truth outside of where i was prison, i did not wanted to exit that place, they placed me in the streets, where i had to bite and bark, 

"me too, rare thing i never seen you, pretty girls are always foreinge" pretty, i had a scar running from my throat to my left shoulder, my eyes were with dark orbs under, for lack of sleep, reading and reading will get you this way, the demenour of sleep was something of fancy talk, i had no luxury in having it my hair was the only thing i kept straight, if it started to curl, i would of always straightened. that sterotype marked me, but it was not something i could not change. so i did.