Drabble :PI'm alone
I need someone near me, but they've always hurt me.Why?What have I ever done to deserve this treatment?I can feel the tears as they run down my face, and I fall to my knees.Kneeling in mud as rain pours down on me, drenching me to the bone, and soaking my wings. "WHY?" I scream as loud as I can. "What have I done to deserve this?!" I know God isn't listening. "I want to go home! I don't want to be alone anymore!" He hasn't since he sent me to Earth. Please, someone...anyone...I don't want to be alone... I look up and out of the rain a figure is walking towards me.He smiles softly and kneels in front of me, gently wiping my tears away.I look up at him, silently hoping this is real and I'm not imagining it.And he smiles sadly, pulling me into a hug. "You're not alone, not anymore. "He whispers in my ear, and my eyes widen, before they close, and tears begin to stream down my face once more. I know.
OC: VincentName: Vincent WilliamsAge: 174Gender: MaleEthnicity: Angel/DemonHeight: 5'6"Weight: 120 lbs.Build: Sport style build, slight muscle tone, but not ripped, and looks way younger than he is. Clothing Style: Always clean cut and stylish at the same time.Accessories: NoneUnusual Features: Angel WingsHair Color/Style: Silvery white, going all the way down to the middle of his back.Eye Color: Pale Violet---Personality: He has a very negative outlook on the world and doesn't like to associate much with people.Fears: Intimacy, and being touched, but not to the extreme and he can get over it, he's just overly cautious.Habits: He has a bad habit of chewing on his lip when he's nervous or concentrating on something. Hobbies: Painting is what he loves to do, above anything else
(except strawberries)Orientation: Gay.Skills: He can fight with a sword, or dagger, any kind of sharp object really.Occupation: A bagger at a grocery store near his apar