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I close my eye and feel his arms wrap around me his wings surounding us creating our own little world, I lean into him and inhale his sent he smells like rain and lighting, he traces the scares up and down my arms with a light touch making me shiver; "look at all of this Angel youve beenthrough hell and back, my little angel with her battle scares, your hardly an angel at all your more of warriour fighting your own battles" he says with a small smile on his face
I smirk and look up at his red rimed eyes and notice that he has no scares no wars he fought because he dosnt know how. I kiss him and whisper in his ear "darlin I need you to wait for me I promise you I will return to your arms one day, but for now I have more battles to fight some for you my love"
I stand and grab my knifes spreading my wings and look back at him, only to see him wave and cover himself with his wings, he can't protect himself I say over and over again in my head I will save him. Even if it means more wounds.