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?


15. Well... I'm Dead.

  Nessie looks at me like she expects me to do something. I have nothing. Nothing on my mind, no plan. The devil-council-old-man-dude-thing looks at me with his mean smile again. I look at him with my pest PO-ed look, but he grabs my wrists and throws me out of the closet to the side. I land on the ground with a thud, my head hitting a locker. Nessie looks at me with suprised, scared eyes and I shrug. I can't do anything. 

  "Well, well, well, Desire," Says the man and he bends down to get a closer look at me, "we meet again. I believe I never told you my name. It's Adam." 

   I look up at him and say, "Happy birthday." 


   I kick him right in his private parts with my shoe, stand up and run. I look back at Nessie, "Run!" 

  I run as far as I can. I run until I can't anymore. I realize I made it to the river that surrounds our town. I slump down a tree trunk, despratley trying to catch my breath.

  Nessie. They caught Nessie. 

  I shake my head and cry. I cry out loud and clear. Why did I do this. Why? I should've just sucked it up and dealt with being an angel. I could've embraced it more. But now I'm a wanted criminal and they have Nessie. I look down at my book bag that I miraculously have. I remember that we didn't use all the blonde hair stuff, and that my hair is kind of brown and blonde at the same time. Maybe that'll be okay. I also remeber I have an extra pair of devil clothes in my book bag, along with make-up. I put on the black dress with red leggings and put a red denim jacket on. I look at a mirror I have in my make-up bag and sucsessfully make myself look a tad different. 

  I pick up my bag from the ground and decide to head for town. I know it's risky and stupid, but I can't stay out in the woods. I remember something stupid. Something that could save my life. I take out my cell phone and call D'Ablo. 

  "D'Ablo?" I say, my voice shaking, "Don't.. don't ask a ton of questions. I need you to come pick me up."

  Within an hour, D'Ablo comes to the gas station I told him to come to. He opens the car door and I slide inside.

  "Your hair..." He says and I give him a look, "It's... different."

  "D'Ablo... I did something stupid and I'm in jepordy of losing everything," I say through tears and he gives me a concerned look. I break down and start crying.

  "Nessie it's okay."

  "I'm not Nessie," I say through tears, "My real name is Desire. I'm really an angel, not a devil. And I'm scared."

  "Wait...." D'Ablo says, "What.. How...???"

   "It's a long story."

   He shrugs, motioning to the open road, "We've got plenty of time."

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