The Angel and The Devil

Desire is an angel. Nessie is a devil. Neither of them fit where their supposed to. But when a chance encounter brings them together, they can't help but notice their similarities. Becoming best friends, they decide to switch titles- and lives. But the punishment if their discovered is as severe as it can get. Will they be able to keep their secret or will they be shunned by their families for the rest of their lives?


20. Fighting Just Isn't My Thing

    Nessie's POV:

   I stare at Desire and her father in shock. What did he mean, fight the government? I'm already in enough trouble. I watch as the corners of Des's mouth start to form a smile.

  "Um, don't you think that a bit- well, ALOT risky?" I ask hearing my voice shake.

  "Nes, this is what we've always wanted." said Desire, slowly turning her head to look at me.

  "What, to die fighting for I don't even know what?" I ask staring straight at her.

   "To be who we want to be." said Mr. Joel, who I forgot was even there.

   "What if we get caught?" I asked finally, glad I did because it had been stuck in me for the last 10 days (since me and Des met).

  "We won't." They all replied at once.


  Mr. Joel & Mr. Howel let us go home for the day so they could make a plan. Desire was supposed to "notify" me when they did.

   I lay on my bed thinking about what was about to happen to me. We could get caught, or worse, killed!

   I think about Ally and my mom. They were so mad when they found out I lied. They had been yelling me for about 2 hours after I got home.

  3 hours laters, I sitting here thinking about random things in my life. I soon find myself walking into my closet.

   I sit behind the boxes of things I never unpacked since we moved to this house from down the street 6 months ago. It's my secret place where I like to go to collect myself when I feel broken, frustrated, or just when I'm feeling down, like today. I sit on the small throw pillow I put there last month so I would be confortable while I'm back here (In the back of my closet).

   I reach under the pillow and pull out my journal. I decide to read my last entry. It says:

     Dear Diary,

     I really want to be an angel, still. This will never change, it's who I am. Mom and Ally don't care, of course. If I could just have one day to be an angel, I would be ok with that.  I wonder if there's anyone (including the angels) out there like me. I wish.


   I start laughing. If only I knew what it was like to take that risk of being an angel at that time. It would be so much better. Then again, I would've never met Desire. My best friend.

   I decide it would be a good time to write a new journal entry, saying:

    Dear Diary,

       I finally got to be an angel! In a way, I regret it. It was also amazing. Here's how. I met this girl (an angel) named Desire, who is now my very best friend. That's what was amazing. The rest I regret. We switched places and we loved it. Desire got to be the devil she always wanted to be, and I got to be the angel I always wanted to be. Then, on the day we switched back, we walked out of our meeting area (the janitor's closet) where we switched back at, and we got caught. By the government! I got caught and taken to Immortal Prison for questioning, and Desire ran. While I was being questioned by two men named Mr. Joel & Mr. Howel, somehow they caught Desire and brought her into the room. Oh yea, and guess what her punishment was? The death sentence. I guess you think she's dead now. No. It turns out Mr. Howel was her father. Plus, he was a vampire! Making Desire half-vamp! So now Desire, Mr. Howel, Mr. Joel, and I are going to fight the government. Catch up with ya' later! (I'm scared)


    I closed my journal and slipped it under the pillow. I crawled out from the boxes and walked out of the closet into my room.

    I plopped onto my bed and lay there for about 30 minutes until I heard the familiar ring coming from none other than, my iPhone. I looked at the screen and saw "Desire". I hit accept although I was scared of what she was going to say.

   "Hello?" I asked slowly.

  "Oh, good. Hey Nessie. I was scared you wern't going to pick up." said Des quickly.

  "So, what's up?" I asked taking a deep breath for what I knew she was going to say next.

   "We've got a plan!" she said in a hushed but excited voice. "Listen up." she said before continuing.


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