Immortal

Olympia is the perfect angel. Sitting in the clouds, watching over her brother whilst he roams the Earth. But one day, she makes a mistake. The worst mistake anyone could possibly make.
She has no choice.
She has to fall.
Fall from Heaven.

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10. Chapter 10

My eyes fluttered open and I looked around. Where was I? There was a smashed light bulb strung from the ceiling, and the ceiling was wooden; but rotten and damp. There was wallpaper peeling off the grey walls, and the floor was made out of a hard concrete. It looks like a jail cell that hasn't been occupied for decades. 

I was lying on a wooden plank with a carpet for a bed sheet. I noticed the pain in my neck and realized I must haves slept on this plank. I dragged the carpet towards me and rolled it up, and then placed it under my neck. That was sort of better.

There was a box beside me... Perhaps serving the purpose of a bedside table... Badly. There was nothing on top of it, and there were several holes in it. I lifted it up; and noticed the two dead mice underneath it, accompanied by a living one, just for good measure. Lovely... Not.

Well, everybody has to start somewhere, so I decided if I wanted to get back to Heaven, I better do lots of good deeds, not just take care of that Ross guy.

"Hi, mousie..." I said gently.

The mouse twitched its nose up at me. It craned its neck and I noticed how skinny and frail it was. There, my angel instincts kicked in, and I knew I had to help it.

I hopped out of bed, as quietly as I could, so as not to scare it, and bent down.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I promise!" I whispered, and it twitched again.

I reached my hand out to pick it up, but it stood up on its hind legs and cowered against the wall.

I was still wearing my dress from Heaven, but I supposed it would have to do to go out and get this sucker some cheese. I stood up and something caught my eye. There was something in the box! But stuck up at the very, very top.

I pulled the box toward me, again, as carefully as I possibly could, so as not to scare the mouse, and saw what it was. Fifty dollars!

I was in America now, then?

I grabbed the money, with a whisper of thanks to whoever sent it down to me, and ran towards the small, damp, rotten, wooden door.

When I stepped outside, I saw that I was in an estate. A sort of... messy one, just like Lillian had said. There was a group of teenage boys smoking God-knows-what across from me. I hoped one of them wasn't Ross and braced myself to walk toward them.

"Oh, want a cigarette?" One of them said as soon as they saw me, "Give us a twenty, then."

"Um. No, thanks." I said, doing my best to put on an American accent, "Do you guys know where the supermarket is?"

"The mall?" Another one sniggered.

"Yes. Apologies," I replied, looking down at my feet.

They exchanged glances, and then one of them- he kind of looked like the leader of the "gang" said;

"Ha, give us a five and we'll tell ya."

"I only have fifty right now," I said.

"That'll do," he laughed and held out his hand for me to drop it into.

"Please," I said, but it came out as more of a gasp.

"Oh, do you need to buy a doll, and make it Jesus, for your Nativity play?" He snickered.

I felt furious.

"Fine. You go down this street, take a right, and it should be right in front of ya." One of them sighed, lighting another cigarette whilst also crushing the used one with his foot.

I didn't trust them at all but followed his directions, and it just so happened he had told the truth.

I entered the mall, and another group of boys shouted terrible things at me.

I tried not to notice, and entered a food shop, walked down the dairy aisle and got all the cheese I could find. Then bought a bottle of water.

I had been planning to buy some clothes, but I knew this would probably round it up to fifty, so I went to the cashier, which was a plump woman with facial piercings and purple hair, and she scanned them, I payed, and I left.

 

 

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