We
were in a dark crowded alley holding hands, with people rushing back and forth
around us. He smiled at me, and as always, I smiled back; he kissed my
forehead, my nose, my lips. The words ‘I love you too’ hang suspended in my
tongue and in the air – I wish I’ve said it- for someone groped me; I
turned around sharply and saw it was a guy in his early twenties, with eyes as
dark as a moonless night and a poisonous smile on his lips. Michael stepped
forward- always my knight and savior- I knew he would make him pay, and dread
came over me, for at what price? The guy ran and Michael chased after him, me
shortly after them, but I found my legs were getting heavier, and when I reached
a seemingly endless flight of stairs, I was stone. When I finally reached the
end, I saw Michael follow the devil inside a fenced room with twenty or more
armed guys with the same malicious smiles. He turned around and looked at me
one last time, before someone hit him with a bat from behind; punched him,
kicked him, stabbed him. He was my angel, vomiting blood, oozing blood, blood
everywhere; and all I could do was cry for help that never came.
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