I can’t tell her the main reason I don’t want to press charges, if I do that, she is going to be worried, if she finds out that the waiter that poured me the water was actually under the influence of a red arrow, she’s not going to be able to rest, he thought.“Babe, I don’t want to do that because I don’t want to complicate the waiter of the restaurant’s life. The waiter might be going through a lot, and my face has already been scarred, suing them will just be unnecessary because it won’t take my face back to normal,” he explained softly.Brianna lowered her gaze as she sighed. “I get where you are coming from,” she muttered.**********Three days later,Trevor just got back home from the hospital after being discharged, he was sitting behind a desk that had a large mirror in front of it. He looked at his face in the mirror, as he touched the bandage on his face. Brianna was standing behind him.“The doctor said you can remove the bandage,” Brianna said in a soft tone.“I know, I’m
“Oh my, after everything that happened to you, you let the restaurant get away with what happened, you would have gotten damage control for what they have done to you,” Ezekiel said in a surprised tone.“I know that, but I don’t want to get any money from them or try to make things difficult for them. What has happened has happened and it is now in the past,” he replied.Wow, it seems Duke is now out of prison and Trevor doesn’t want to pursue any legal actions against him or the restaurant. It’s either he has a kind heart or he is just stupid. But either way, everything worked together for my good, he thought.“I feel you on that. You know something, you are a very kind-hearted person, if another person were to be in your position, they wouldn’t have let this all go that easily,” Ezekiel said.“Yeah, but I am me and I will handle the situation however I want,” he replied.Why is Ezekiel saying all this? What’s his concern if I don’t want to pursue any legal actions on the incident? I
"What happened, babe? Why is your face like that?" She asked, raising an eyebrow."It’s nothing," he responded softly."Did something happen during your walk?" She inquired."Nothing happened; I need some alone time for now, babe," he responded as he stood and walked towards the balcony.With his reaction, Brianna could tell that something was bothering him, but she didn’t want to add to his worries, so she stood up and went into the bedroom.Trevor arrived at the balcony; he placed his hand on the iron bar as he gazed in front of him as the cold breeze blew through his hair.So all this while Ezekiel got close to me, he was an angel, and judging from the amount of haloes on his head, he is a special-rank angel. How was he able to hide his wings and halo from me? I mean I saw Jordan’s halos all the time and also saw Uriel’s halo, but why didn’t I see his own or get a clue that he was an angel? Trevor wondered."He probably has a special power that can make him hide his powers from oth
"Yeah, you do need answers," Lucifer said softly.**********The following morning,Trevor arrived in front of Ezekiel’s apartment door. This is it, he gulped as he pushed the doorbell at the side of the door. He had called Ezekiel and told him that he wanted to come over and visit him, which Ezekiel agreed to.Suddenly, Ezekiel opened the front door with a bright smile. "Trevor! It’s you; welcome to my apartment," Ezekiel shook his hand."Come on in," Ezekiel said as he turned around and attempted to walk inside.Seeing that he had turned around, Trevor saw it as the perfect opportunity to grab Ezekiel. He swiftly walked closer to him as he wrapped his arm around Ezekiel’s neck as he held him tightly, and they both fell to the ground with Trevor still holding him tightly."What is wrong with you?! Why are you holding me?" Ezekiel asked under his breath; he couldn’t speak properly."I know who you are, Ezekiel, you are an angel of a special ranking, and you have been the one behind al
TREVOR’S POVEveryone is born into this world with the goal of finding happiness, and everyone lives with the aim of finding even greater happiness; that’s what my mom used to tell me when I was little. But ever since my parents and siblings died in a car explosion when I was about 6 years old, all my happiness was taken away from me, and my life has been a complete nightmare ever since.My name is Trevor Martins; I am 22 years old. I was born and raised in Los Angeles, California, but ever since my parents died, I was taken in by my aunt and uncle, they have both tormented me all my life. My dream in life was to become an architect, but all that died a long time ago because I was not able to get into any college. I work a 9-to-5 job at McDonald’s. I was also not able to make any friends because no one has ever been attracted to me or even wanted to come close to me, mostly because I am poor and unkempt. I think that is all there is to know about me for now.It was nighttime, the dim
That was when I realized that controlling the wings was not hard; I just needed to visualize moving them. I used my imagination to flap them very hard and go further up into the sky. I started moving in circles; I couldn’t keep my balance in the air. As I turned to look at my side, I saw the demon flying next to me."Do you think you can control it?" He asked, staring at me as we both continued flying."Yes, I think so," I responded as I focused my gaze up ahead. The cold breeze blew through my hair as I flew further into the sky.After a couple of minutes of flying and learning how to fly,We were back on the rooftop of my apartment building. The demon and I were both sitting on the ground next to each other."Since you are faster than the human eyes now, you can steal anything you want. You can be as rich as you want to be, and the arrow is amazing too," The demon explained. Stealing? I don’t think I could steal from other people; I am not the type of person to do that type of thing
"Aunty, I want to ask you somet….." She cut me off. "Yeah, spill it and get out of my face already," she complained as she was busy scrolling on her cellphone. I pressed my lips tightly together. Who the hell does she think she is? "What do you want to say already?!" She yelled as she stood up from the couch. I then raised my hand and stretched it towards her. I tried imagining bringing out the red arrow from my palms; in a split second, the arrow came out of my hand. "Hey, why are you pointing your hand at me? What the hell do you think you are doing?" She asked with her eyebrows twisted together. I quickly shot her in the chest with the red arrow, before she could say another word. Before I knew it, my aunt fell backwards and landed on the couch behind her, it was like the arrow hit her in the chest physically. "You did it, now she is going to do anything you tell her," Mordecai said from behind the couch. "You mean, that is all it takes for me to control someone?" I inquire
“The both of you deserve capital punishment, you guys should just die!” I screamed as I stood up from the floor with tears still rushing down my cheeks. My aunt stood up from the floor and grabbed a knife from the center table in the middle of the living room. “If killing myself is going to make you happy, I am going to do it,” she said in a cold tone. Before I knew what was happening, my aunt stabbed herself on the neck, blood started pumping out of her neck and filled the entire floor, a few seconds she fell flat on the floor. Mordecai flew over to where I was standing and stood next to me. “Why did she do that to herself?!” I yelled as I stared at my aunt’s lifeless body on the floor with my eyes wide open and my mouth hanging loosely. “You were very clear, you told her to die,” Mordecai said. “Wait do you mean the red arrow can compel people to do that?” I inquired as I turned and looked at Mordecai. He started explaining to me that once the arrow makes anyone fall deeply i