Thread: The Snow Angel(Retsu & LadyYunaFFX2)

Micah thanked her as she placed the cup in front of him, but looked away yet again as he just took a sip of it. The cup tasted as wonderful as usual, but he did wish that Celestine would of appeared after he finished the cocoa as it always tasted a lot better when he was cold, and was warming up. He continue focusing on the television when he suddenly heard her asking him if she should remain in her angel form, or if she should become a normal human again. He thought about his answer, and decided that it probably would be best if she became a human W-Well, they don't bother me, b-but it probably would be best if y-you took a human f-form. That way, I am around a regular human w-woman instead of one with wings, he still couldn't believe that he was doing this as he was scared out of his fucking mind right now. Just knowing that she was behind him in the kitchen, and hearing her voice put him on edge. He knew she wasn't going to hurt him because of what she really was, but his fear just kept reminding him of Sara, and she reminded him of Sara because of his dream. He needed to get those thoughts out of his head, but he didn't know how to do that. Every time he thought about Celestine, thoughts about his dream came into his head, and that made thoughts about Sara come into his head. To this day, he could still hear the terrible names, the laughter, and could still feel the humiliation he felt that day. Micah wondered if she could sense what he was thinking about, and what he was feeling. She probably could considering she was an angel, and a very small, yet slowly growing part of him wanted her to comfort him. Wanted her to wrap him up in a gentle hug, and give me peace for once in his life however, that side was being beaten down by his fear and mistrust for her. He took another sip of his hot cocoa only to find that he had already drank it. So he set the cup back down on the coffee table in front of him, and fell to his side as he grabbed the blanket hanging from the back of the couch, and draped it around his body. Not that he was tired, and wanted to get sleep, but because he just needed to lay down right now. So many different feeling were going through his body, and they all conflicted with each other. It almost hurt, and the part that feared and mistrusted Celestine blamed her for reminding him of all the terrible that has happened in his life. He was doing perfectly fine until she came around, and a single tear was shed Why me? he asked softly, and a single tear went down his cheek Why did this have to happen to me? another tear, and now he was starting to speak louder What did I ever do to deserve this kind of life? those feelings really were starting to hurt right now, and Micah just needed to vent them out. Normally, he would of just cried while venting himself, but he wasn't going to do that anymore. Celestine was here to help him, and he would be dammed if he wasn't going to at least try to accept her help I know that I said I am fine with being alone, but it hurts so much. I haven't even spoken with my friends in over three months, and my only form of social interaction is an online forum, but that can only do so much. I never quite noticed how that can take a toll on one's mental status until today, and I feel like I am going crazy because of it, his voice was riddled his sobs and sniffles as he vented his feelings. All because of that fucking woman! Micah normally never cursed, but that was his feelings of anger coming out I wish that I would of just listened to my friend, and maybe I could of met a woman by now. Maybe I would be married right now, and maybe I would have two little tykes running around the house right now. But I don't all because I was blinded by my own love for a woman who turned out to be a royal bitch, he sprang up, and looked at Celestine with a mixture of fear, sadness, and anger on his face alongside all the tears in his eyes, and streaks on his cheeks I thought God was supposed to be this kind being who wanted to give people a good life, but all I got was a slap in the face, degrading names, and a shitty life. Now does that even seem fair to you? I have done nothing but good throughout my entire life, and yet I wind up afraid of women, and living alone while sometimes thinking about suicide. So why me? Why couldn't this have happened to someone else, or just not happened at all?