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The man in the white robe was on the bright side of the room. The man in the red robe was on the red side of the room. "Damien? Come here with the Beast." the Red hooded man said. I peered closer, and saw he had... horns? Was he the- The man stood up and smiled evilly as Damien walked over, the Beast following loyally. "Crystal! Glad you're here. You must know who I am, correct?" I nodded slowly. "And you know who that Holy moron is, right?" he pointed to the man in the white robe. He flinched, but said nothing. Was the devil truly talking to God like that? God stood up. "Crystal, you broke a rule. Im sure you weren't told of it?" I broke a rule? I was pretty sure I knew what I did wrong. And that was talking to Ashton, even when I was dead. Even still, nobody told me about the rules. "Rules? They're aren't any rules." the devil said. I turned to God. "I'm not supposed to tell you. Another ghost is." This surprised me. Couldn't God just override all the rules? After all, he WAS God. The Devil smirked. "Why wouldn't he tell you? He wants you to break another rule. And two more broken rules, equals"- The Beast roared, the sound causing the floor to shake. "Death." the Devil finished. "So either believe HIM, or ME." he said. "Wait." God said suddenly. He pointed to Damien. "Guide her." he said. Damien raised an eyebrow. My mouth dropped a bit. Did nobody care he was being sarcastic with God? Did God even care? "Alright, alright. You can earn your wings if she safely Crosses Over." he said. Damien's eyes lit up as the Devil snarled. "What? But that's not fair"- "What do you know about fair? You're Satan." God said simply. He turned to me. "Be safe, Crystal." And the room disappeared.
I was back on the field, with Damien beside me. He just stood (erm, floated) right next to me, and I sighed. He looked over, curious, with a slow smile. "What are you?" I asked. "...It's a long story." "I obviously have all the time in the world." I said, raising an eyebrow. Damien smirked. "Ok... well, I'm dead like you, but I'm a fallen angel of some kind. After I fell from Heaven, the Devil sorta made me an offer, to be his minion..." he trailed off. "And?" "And I said no, well, I kinda did. I'm not sure what side I belong to exactly." Damien hung his head, and pinched the bridge of his nose, like he was tired. He straightened back up and smiled sadly. "As you can see, I'm probably not the best choice for a guardian. But God promised I'd get my wings back." "Why'd you fall out of Heaven anyways?" I asked. Damien glanced over, locking eyes with me. "Lust." I felt a sudden pang of jealousy. But why? I just met Damien. "But the girl didn't know I existed." he said. Who would know a fallen angel was lusting after them anyways? I knew I wouldn't.
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I spent the rest of the day talking to Damien. He was quiet. And that made me want to talk to him. He was mysterious. And that made me want to get to know him better. He was also hot. And that made me want to kiss him. I felt guilty. Ashton confessed he loved me, and I thought I loved him, I wasn't sure. But how can I keep up a relationship with him if I'm dead? Damien was dead, so everything could be natural with us. No sneaking around, no breaking rules, and absolutely NO chance of getting killed. Besides, if I was going to be dead forever, Ashton would die someday too. He'd be older, have found someone else to love, maybe. A tear popped out of my eye at that thought. Ashton married to someone else? I didn't want that to happen. But Damien and I would be young forever, and age wouldn't be a problem. I couldn't imagine dating an 80 year old. "Crystal?" Damien said, breaking me from my thoughts. "Huh? Yes?" "You're crying." It wasn't a question. Damien caught a teardrop with his finger. I felt my cheek. It was wet with tears. Wiping them away, I saw Damien smile at me. "You're ok now?" I nodded. "Why were you crying?" "I... is it ok if I don't explain?" Damien nodded. He understood it was personal. "Of course." Damien leaned forward and cupped my chin in his hand, and stroked the remainder of a tear away with his thumb. I stared into his eyes, they were so intense... but I liked it. And before I could stop myself, I kissed Damien. A small peck right outside of his mouth, he leaned closer and softly pressed his lips against mine. In a contradicting way, the kiss was as passionate as it was gentle. It was like playing with fire. How badly I wanted to get burned.
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