The Curse of Lucifer

Mia's POV "Who are you?" I asked Where was I? I could see myself dancing with a guy. We were dancing along to every bit of slow music; in a crowded place where shadows of people were dancing; full of happiness like there was a bliss that I'd never felt before. But I couldn't see the faces roaming around with their ballgown swaying. "Do I know you?" My head hurts from trying to see the face of the man I was dancing with; of the man who was unknowingly giving me butterflies in my stomach. It was all blurry except for his scent. The manly scent that kept travelling on my nose and hitting the nerves of my heart, pumping my blood vessels. His scent was so familiar, even the warmth of his breath that was travelling through my lips gave me a hell of goosebumps. My heart started pumping even louder; louder than the thunderstorms on a gloomy, rainy day. His hands-on my waist made me feel so comfortable. A comfort that I never felt before and that made me freaking nervous. It was a blas

Mia's POV"Easy man, we're just having fun here." The jerk wouldn't stop blubbering"That's enough class," Miss Tere was holding her temper. I could see it through her deep glares."Bro, this is not the right place to have fun." Ken wouldn't stop either. "Go to a place where you can wank with some of your bitches and not with that innocent girl in front of us.""Watch your words, class!" Miss Tere's voice was starting to get louder.I wanted to smile. I felt like Ken was protecting me from the jerks. Maybe he wasn't that bad at all. Although the way he talks was intimidating. His voice sounded authoritarian and I was kinda uncomfortable with the fact that it sounded like I heard that kind of voice before. I just couldn't remember when or how.I could still hear how he described me from those assholes. Innocent; I wasn't innocent. I may looked like an innocent girl but I wasn't. I know how complicated the world is and how it could turn upside

Kash' POV"You're still an angel Kash. You and Mia are still an angel. Lucifer just cursed you--""And the highest ups didn't even bother to help us. They just let us burn in this place, live with the curse and that's it! I have been living this way, suffering as if I did something so bad in the Kingdom." I shook my head with my chest tightening. "Mia? She always dies... repeatedly." I took a deep breath as I remembered what was soon to happen. "Angels don't die, Claire. We are not angels anymore." I accepted that fact for a very long time. I was tired of being punished for something I had no idea what. If only I could kill myself. I mean I tried, but fucking Lucifer cursed me to live forever."You sound like you're questioning the highest ups." "I'm just stating facts, Claire.""You're stating what you believe is right. Why can't you just trust me? I'm here to help, Kash. I'm here to help Mia and you." I laughed sarcastically as I shook my head. "You can't help us. You don't know

Finally, our wholeday class ended. I chose to walked around the school first. My feet reached the garden. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath with the good and refreshing air, giving a good smell due to colorful flowers around. I stopped walking when I saw a beautiful fountain but a man sitting on a cemented chair near it caught my attention. I bit my lower lip as it sinked in to me that it was Ken. His messy hair was dancing along the strong wind; I memorized his firm back from our wholeday lesson like I just couldn't stop staring at him during class. He puffed a breath like he was thinking so deeply with his emotionless face. I shrugged before walking closer to the cemented chair. I sat next to him. "Hi," I murmured. His face lifted until our eyes met. His gaze was deep the minute it landed on my face. I gulped before looking away. The strange feeling behind his glimmering eyes was kinda bothering though it was making me more curious about him at the same time. He looked at

It was Saturday. Thank, goodness, no school. I decided to visit my grandmother in the cemetery since it was her birthday. She was one of the people who raised me. I sat on the lawn while staring at her tomb. I was in the cemetery a few hours already, talking to her. I stood when J noticed that it was getting darker. "Granny, I need to go home." I caressed her tomb one last time. "Bye..." I whispered before walking away. While making my way out of the cemetery, I stopped and looked at the man, sitting on the lawn, in front of a tomb; weeping. My brows crossed. His side view looked like Ken. Am I hallucinating? I wasn't that crazy to hallucinate. I slowly walked towards him as I confirmed it was really Ken. He was holding the tombstone while sobbing. My lips thinned. I never thought I would see him crying; the sound of his sob was so in pain. "Ken?" I called. He raised his head as he looked at me. He quickly looked away, wiping the tears on his cheeks. "What are you doing here?" I