Can't Fix Cupid

He has so much Lust blown around her that she’s flushed head to toe, and she keeps pawing at his body and mewling. He turns away from her kisses, moving his head around so she can’t latch on to his mouth again.

“The white lever, Sev!” I call over to him.

Shock crosses his features. “Fooking white? Why? You love being a cupid.”

I swallow hard. “I love him more.”

This is my purpose. Everything led me to this. To becoming who Warren needs me to become.

I fell in love with him as a cupid, but I’ll save him as an angel.

Sev’s lips thin, and then he nods tersely and reaches forward.

He slams the white lever down. The archway glows with power.

And I jump.

Chapter 36

Warren

There’s a fish hook snagged in my heart.

I don’t know how it got there, but it hurts like a motherfucker.

Everything’s unsteady.

Sound is distorted, vision warped. But this damn incessant pain in my heart couldn’t be clearer.

I’m dying. I’m stuck in the void of my own unconsciousness, and my life isn’t even kind enough to let me be oblivious about it.

Every forced bump in my chest lets me know that my heart is ready to beat its last.

It’s nearly over.

My head swims with lack of oxygen. My limbs are too heavy to move. Blood congeals in my veins.

I’m fading.

But then...I see her.

I know her, and yet, I don’t. She’s exactly perfect, and yet, she’s all wrong. She’s here, and yet, she’s not. I can see right through her, and yet, all I see is her.

A halo of golden hair surrounds her head, when it’s supposed to be bubblegum pink.

A bright circle of light envelops her, but then I realize with confusing clarity, it isn’t light at all, but white wings behind her that seem to glow from the inside out.

When she puts her hand over my heart, I don’t feel a thing.

Then she smiles at me, and it’s the most heartbreaking smile I’ve ever seen in this whole goddamn world. Her lips move, but I can’t hear her. Her glow intensifies, burning my eyes, but I don’t dare look away. If I do, I know the darkness will consume me.

The next thing I know, that fish hook stuck in my pathetic heart is yanked. Pain explodes in my body like a bomb being detonated in my chest.

I can’t cry out. I can’t curse or scream. All I can do is lie here and die.

At least I got to see her one last time.

My heart ruptures. My body shuts down. I hear the softest hint of a whisper. I don’t even think I hear it with my ears, but somewhere inside my head.