What's Worth Dying For

Avalon Burge knew why she shouldn't like Gabriel Woods. But she couldn't help herself. It's not like she knew before they became friends, but she'd seen the signs and chose to ignore them. Their types weren't supposed to mix, but something about Gabriel was different. Start reading to find out about the demons and angels in all of us, what happens when they form a forbidden friendship and what they experience when their true natures start to burst through. Please comment your thoughts and some of your own stories! I will read them!! :)


8. Chapter 7: Oak Tree

Avalon couldn't find a logical way to make things work. She clearly couldn't let him grow into his nature any longer. The only possible option was to either make Gabriel visit Heaven or for herself to visit Hell. And better yet, that wasn't allowed. Avalon decided to share her thoughts with Gabriel. She texted him: Meet me in our usual spot. We need 2 talk -Avalon
        A minute later, she got a response: ok
          So she left her house, her parents not bothering to ask where she was going, and made the walk to their meeting place. Avalon liked the sound of the the leaves crunching beneath her feet and the fresh smell of the morning air. About a hundred yards behind Gabriel's house was a huge oak tree, it was impossible to miss with its huge branches and thick trunk. From there, Avalon trudged on for five more minutes until she got to the clearing. A birch tree had fallen long ago and provided a nice seat, of which Gabriel was already occupying part of. He was facing opposite to Avalon and, to no surprise, his head was in his hands. His shoulders were slumped and his hair ruffled. He looked distressed, Avalon could tell from his posture, but it still stunned her to see how utterly depressed he looked when he turned to face her.
          All under his right eye was a deep purple, but that wasn't all about his expression that made him look so broken. He didn't have that gleam in his eyes and he looked pale and tired. Avalon couldn't stop a frown from materializing on her face, she'd wanted to seem as optimistic as possible. Gabriel lifted his eyes to hers. "Your eye is all bruised," Avalon said.
        "I know." He started to pull at the bark of the tree with his right hand. His knuckles were purple, too. Avalon didn't point it out. She wondered what Joe looked like.  She took a seat next to him with a sigh. "You wanted to talk?" Gabriel's voice was blank of any emotion.
          "I had a few ideas," Avalon told him, "But I don't think you'll like them." Gabriel raised his eyebrows, as if telling her to continue. "Either we could take you to Heaven and ask for help or go to Hell and beg for mercy."
          "No, both of those would put you in danger."
          "Gabriel, I'm trying to do this for you. The least you could do is cooperate with me." Avalon didn't like his flat out refusal.
          "I don't want you to get hurt trying to help me."
            "I'm here with you, aren't I? You said it yourself that you were a danger," Avalon snapped. She immediately regretted it as she saw the force of her words reach him. His eyes widened, the pain clear in them. He didn't respond. "Gabriel, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I was wrong." He stood up and walked a few paces away, his back to her. "You're not a danger to me. You never have been and you never will be."  He looked back at her with an expression so pained and angry that she stopped talking. She couldn't help the fear she felt at the thought of making him mad.
          "You're scared," Gabriel stated. Avalon looked at her hands, feeling ashamed of herself.
          Then Gabriel walked back towards his house. Avalon couldn't help the frustrated tears from spilling out. It was just too hard. It wasn't fair, but then again, nothing was these days.
          After collecting herself, Avalon decided she needed to go to his house and explain that she didn't mean it, it was just the stress getting to her. Avalon played out what she would tell Gabriel in her head as she made her way to his house. She has the script perfectly in her mind when she rang the doorbell. When Gabriel's mother answered it, she said, "Gabriel's not here, he said he was going for a walk a while ago, I haven't seen him since." Avalon panicked for a moment, but then assured herself that Gabriel wouldn't lie to her, that she needn't be worried. She said goodbye to Mrs. Woods and went back to her house. Gabriel clearly didn't want to talk to her right now. Avalon threw herself onto her bed and just lay there, numb. She had her face buried in her soft green comforter, which is why she never noticed Gabriel sitting in to corner of her room, hugging his knees and tucking his head in. It wasn't until about an hour later that Avalon got up to go get food and finally noticed him.
          She shrieked and almost toppled over when she saw him sitting there. Gabriel lifted his head and looked at her. "Scared you," he said in a small voice. Avalon frowned down at him.
        "How long have you been sitting there?" Gabriel gave her a small smile, but it quickly faded.
        "I was here before you," he mumbled. Avalon took a seat next to him. Gabriel seemed to be needing comfort an awful lot lately. But not many people would know how to deal with what Gabriel was going through, at any rate, he was doing pretty well. He looked up at her with those innocent blue eyes and Avalon knew she couldn't let what lay in them spoil. Gabriel was like a child who needed the protection of a mother. A protection that Avalon knew Mrs. Woods couldn't give him.
          "We should go to Heaven," Avalon said, "They like me there."
          "They won't anymore when you bring a demon with you."
          "But Gabriel, you're different. If they give us a chance to explain..."
          "I don't want you to go," he said firmly.
          "I don't need your permission and I will go if you like it or not. I just want to know if you will come with me." Gabriel gave her an agitated sigh.
          "How do we get in?" Avalon smiled.
          "How do we sneak in is the real question at hand," Avalon explained. Then she remembered why she had gotten up in the first place. "I'm hungry," she said, standing up. Gabriel looked up  at her hopefully. Avalon knew that look, it was his food look. Gabriel was always very passionate about his love for food. "Yes, Gabriel, you can have some food, too."
          After Gabriel ate, he was much more optimistic; food had that effect on him. To be honest, Avalon felt happier after eating too. Avalon had had a bowl of cereal with sliced bananas while Gabriel had practically cleared half the cabinet, he ate even more than Charlie did. But Avalon didn't mind bribing him into happiness with food, she just tried to keep his mind off what had happened the night before. He didn't mentioned it at all, but she knew he was thinking about it when he would get really quiet and stare something. But at least he didn't look as broken anymore. Gabriel was fixated on a specific beige tile on the floor when Avalon said, "Have you finished eating yet?" He glanced up.
        "Yeah." Gabriel's feelings were like a door locked from the inside. You could only know what they were when he wanted you to. Gabriel's emotions were stable now, but he looked empty. He was carefully expressionless as his eyes flickered back to the tiles. Avalon knew Gabriel was hurting, and it pained her to see him that way. She had to find a way to make this boy smile.
          "Want to go to that new frozen yogurt place?" It was the only thing she could think of that might lift his spirits.
            "I'm not hungry anymore."
            "What do you want to do, then?"
            "I want nothing more than to sit here and be preoccupied with my own thoughts."
            "You might as well go be preoccupied on the couch because that's where I'm going to watch tv," Avalon said with a smile. Gabriel didn't return one.
            "How do you get into Heaven?" Gabriel asked suddenly. Avalon quickly looked around, making sure that no one else would hear them.
            "Let's go in the basement," Avalon said, starting to get up. Gabriel shrugged and followed her downstairs. They sprawled across the couch. "There is back entrance in every morgue," Avalon told him. Gabriel raised his eyebrows. "I know, it's weird. I don't really know where in the morgue it is, but I'm positive there will be one there."
          "Then let's go now."
          "No way! We need to have a plan. You don't even know what it looks like up there. We can't just barge in." Gabriel frowned.
          "Well then, we might as well think of a plan now," he said sourly.
          "So there are two levels in Heaven, Nativitate and Vita. Nativitate is where the new angels are sent and taught and Vita is where the souls go, and where God is. The entrance will lead us to Vita and we will need to find God before anyone sees us, or else... Well, I actually don't know what would happen. If Vita is anything like Nativitate, there will be long hallways and lots of rooms and I'm assuming it won't be too hard to find God, I think they'd mark his door. There is barely anyone in the halls, so we just need to make sure we don't go into the wrong door," Avalon explained.
          "So you're telling me," Gabriel said, "is that if we are sneaky and quiet, we can do this easily?"
          "Well, I don't think they are expecting intruders, so yeah. Oh, we also have to where all white," Avalon added.
          "I don't have white pants."
          "Then we'll have to go shopping."
          "Let's go now."
          "Fine." Avalon was afraid that it would be too easy. Shouldn't it be harder to sneak in? But after all, only angels knew how to get in, and angels are not known to betray. Avalon left a note on the table that she and Gabriel would be back soon. The nearest clothing store was three miles away, but Gabriel insisted that they walk. The breeze felt nice on Avalon's face as they made their way. They didn't talk. Avalon was busy trying to recall anything that might help them on their trip, but found nothing. Gabriel was deep in thought, Avalon assumed it was about their plan.
          "Will they be able to tell that I'm a demon when we enter?" That had actually slipped Avalon's mind completely.
          "I don't know."
          "What will they do if they find out?"
          "I don't know."
          "Will they hurt us?"
          "Gabriel, I don't know."
          "This is too dangerous. We don't know enough. Someone is going to get hurt."
          "If we don't do something, you are going to commit suicide,Gabriel!"
          "I don't want you doing this for me," Gabriel said quietly.
          "I don't want to live without you! It is worth the risk to save something great." Gabriel looked at the ground.
            "I can't stop you."
            "No, you can't." Gabriel fell silent. They didn't talk again until they got to Lime's Clothing Store. "Go find something white," Avalon instructed. Gabriel walked off to the men's section. Avalon found a white t-shirt and white skinny jeans that she liked. It didn't take her very long, she took the first white things she saw. Gabriel, on the other hand, found a white t-shirt but couldn't find white pants. He actually had to ask a clerk to help. Once he had a pair, they met at the cash register. "I'll pay," Avalon offered.
            "You've done enough," said Gabriel, pulling out two twenties and handing them to the cashier. The cashier thanked them for their visit and they left the store with their bags. "Where's the nearest hospital?"

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