Post by Gabriel Taylor Adams on Jan 28, 2010 20:01:50 GMT -5
Spark The Angels
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Kill 'em, knock 'em dead.
What was that from? Gabriel didn't know. Some boxing movie, it sounded like. It'd been stuck in his head for the last half hour, and he didn't know how to get rid of it. Kill 'em. He could slit their throats, drink the blood and leave the corpse in a creek bed, watch the water run red. He'd thrown the mask, and it had landed some feet away from a stone angel.
No, not a stone angel, the stone angel, the one by that girl's friend's grave. Whoever the dead person had been. She never had told him who was under the feet. Gabriel scowled at the sky, laying flat on his back on the frost-coated ground. Damn it was cold. He wanted to die. No. He wanted to watch someone die. Gabriel had left the apartment the moment he'd felt the mood come on, sure he'd take it out on Eliza.
Gabriel shut his eyes and remembered. Remembering her fear helped. Remembering the threats he'd made. What he'd give to press a knife blade to that soft throat . . .
"Stop it," he scolded himself, eyes snapping open. If he kept it up, he'd go home and find her. She trusted him now, no matter what he told her. Well. It seemed like she trusted him. She was so stupid sometimes, believing he wouldn't hurt her.
This is my monster, Tifa had said. Monster. Fallen Angel. Freak. Vampire. Demon. Demon, demon, J for Juliet. Gabriel's silver eyes flickered. J for Juliet. What had happened to Juliet? Maybe she was dead. It'd be too bad, since he hadn't done it. He'd only said things to Juliet, but Eliza, that had been physical contact. He threatened to do horrible things.
You can live in your car!
J for Juliet.
notes` Boredom
lyrics` Angels--Within Temptation
outfit` Sweatpants, scarlet hoodie, shoes.
credits` this code is by GABRIEL