forum Just another one of those [Closed - you may stalk!]

Started June 25, 2019 by @amber_is_in_a_loop

tune

Jay hummed as he watched cars go by, he stopped standing and went to sit on the ledge, legs dangling off.

"NO!" Amatiel screamed, fighting hard, so hard, to be visible and heard in the slowly fading daylight, focusing all his despair and terror and anger into his light, willing it to brighten enough.

His unbearable humming turned into an old 80s song from an old movie. He liked old movies, he used to watch them with his big brother before he went to jail.

"COME ON!" the young angel begged of himself, inching towards this man.

"Alright, time to do this." Jay said into the open air, rubbing his hands together.

"NO!" he screeched. Twister of pain, despair, rage, fear, guilt, layers of horrid emotions an angel wasn't supposed to feel, melding into a powerful, powerful mass of light…

Jay stood back up again, he felt a warmth on the back of his neck but he just addumed that was the usual pre suicide warmth.

(the usual pre suicide warmth)
He felt it. The thought. Suicide. With a wrenching feeling in his gut, Amatiel reached for the light he felt on the edge of his soul, pulling it towards him, wanting— no, needing to absorb its power.

"And here we go indeed." He breathed, he had been waiting for this for so, so long.

And suddenly a burning mass of light careened into him, knocking him off the ledge and onto the concrete roof behind him.

"What the-" Jay started, looking around wildly and about to share some colorful words with whoever just knocked him down.

Breathless, Amatiel readopted his clear human form, assuming the looks of young blond man with shining blue eyes. "You're okay," he smiled softly down at the man beneath him, eyes glistening with relieved tears.

"Yeah, no thanks to you. One, this place is private property. Two, don't touch me." He listed off. "Three, get the hell away from me."

Amatiel hurried to get to his feet, sticking out a hand to help the other to his own. "I'm Amatiel."

"I'm Jay, why am I giving you my name." E muttered ignoring the hands and frowning.

"Well," he smiled carefully. "I'm your guardian angel."

"Bullshit." Jay said simply, frowning. I guess its not suicide time after all.

(imma sleep now, see you tmr!)
Amatiel frowned. "Why do you say that? It's true, I've been watching you," he told Jay pleadingly. "I— I saved you!"

"And now, I call thw police you stalker."

"Wait!" He bit his lip, unsure if this was the right decision. "I have proof that I'm an angel."

"And now i have proof that you're dilusanal (I cant freaking spell.)." Jay retorted, slipping his phone out of his pocket.

(delusional)
In the blink of an eye, Amatiel had reverted to his natural form, emanating a blindingly pure light in this whirlwind of emotions.

"And my medications are obviously causing hallucinations." He shot down with an eye roll.

Amatiel's jaw dropped. "What! No! Tell me, what do I have to do to prove this to you?"

"You coyld get off private property." Jay brushed past him and proceded to climb back down the fire escape.