I'm so sorry it's been months since I last updated The Fallen!!! A lot has happened and I've been working on several other books, completing them, and also studying for my GED, so sorry that this came out late....:(


Blake

Angel was there, sitting on the couch waiting patiently. When she saw me, she smiled and I returned it.
"Hi," she said in her bright voice.
"Hey," I said, walking up to her and holding out my hand for her to take.
She took it, sending the most delightful feelings through me, and I helped her up.
"Would you like a tour of the house?"
"Sure," she said, stunning me with her angelic smile. "But I thought the others were coming too?" she said innocently.
"Oh, well, they're busy, but I will give you the tour if you still want to . . ." I murmured.
"Oh, okay! Where do we begin then, Blake?" she asked, and hearing her say my name sent my heart soaring.
"How about upstairs?" I offered and she nodded her head enthusiastically.
We journeyed up the winding red velvet staircase. instantly there were two large wooden doors at the top.
"This is our own personal library," I said, opening the doors and letting Angel in before me.
It was . . . enchanting to watch her, she was in perfect awe that it was adorable. Then her eyebrows pulled together, and I knew that look.
"What is it?" I asked her, drifting closer.
She shook her head, offering me a small smile.
"Tell me, maybe I can help." I lightly rested my hand on her bare shoulder, but even the lightest of touches had the same effects. Our hearts soared in unison and there was a warm, electricity-like feeling running through me - and probably running through her too.
But I didn't want to lose skin contact, and she seemed to have the same reluctance.
"This place . . . I remember being in a place like it before . . . but I don't remember when exactly. It's like I can see myself walking in a library, but my surroundings are so fuzzy and I can't make out anything . . ." she murmured, and I squeezed her shoulder reassuringly.
"It's okay Angel, you'll remember everything in time."
She glanced up at me.
"Are you sure?" she asked, fear of not being able to remember in her eyes.
"Positive," I promised, and right then I vowed to help her remember everything.

I showed her around the library some more after that. The next room was Samantha's, which Angel had already been in.
Then there was Chris's and Brianna's room next.
"Wow . . . Their room is big," Angel commented and then we headed up another staircase.
The first room opened up to our second kitchen, and was bigger than the one downstairs.
This floor was entirely made up of the kitchen and the next staircase was in the kitchen so we climbed up them.
The next floor had my room and then another room beside it that was empty. Each room was a master bedroom so we had our own bathrooms.
"This is . . . amazing." Angel breathed, both of us standing in the empty room.
"Oh, and guess what?" Samantha asked, coming through the door suddenly which didn't even surprise Angel, she just kept smiling.
"This is your room Angel!" Sam finished, and she beamed along with the now delighted Angel.
"Really?" she asked as Samantha grabbed her hands.
"Uh-huh!" Sammy squealed, and Angel matched her enthusiasm as they hopped up and down, holding hands as if they were already best friends.
"Wait, so Brianna and Chris said it was okay?" I asked, and they finally stopped their giddy tirade and Samantha looked at me.
"Yep. They said we could go tomorrow and shop around!" she said excitingly.
"Shop?" Angel asked.
Samantha nodded.
"Don't worry, it's really fun!"
I rolled my eyes. 'Fun.'
"Okay!" Angel spoke, matching my sister's excitement.
Great, shopping. But at least I'll be there to see Angel's reactions, and I will help her remember.


The next one will be LOTS longer than this one.... But I hope you enjoyed it and it only gets better from here!:) Plz comment and rate!