Can't Fix Cupid

Clearing my throat, I fly inside his office...and then stop in my tracks when I see that we’re not alone.

“Sev?”

I look at my old cupid supervisor, and a pang hits my chest. I missed this crazy dude.

“Hello, luv,” he says with a smirk.

He’s dressed in his tight rocker clothes as usual, but there’s also a demon standing right next to him, picking at his nails as his black wings smoke behind him.

“What’s going on?” I ask, looking back worriedly at the angel as he strides forward to stand on the other side of Sev.

“Well, luv dove, I hear you’re not being a very good angel. Not that I’m surprised,” Sev says, looking oddly proud about that. “You’re a cupid at heart, after all.”

Hearing that makes me want to cry.

“You’re really fooking terrible at these afterlife jobs.”

I give a humorless laugh. “I know.”

He shakes his head. “Just when you finally got good at being a cupid, you go off and become a damn angel. Fooking boring, the lot of ’em.”

The angel shoots him a glare. “Becoming an angel is the highest honor.”

The demon snorts. Sev rolls his eyes. “Aye, whatever you say, dovey.”

“Let’s just get this over with,” the angel replies.

The three of them come towards me, and I tense, not sure what’s going on. “What...what are you doing?”

Am I about to be terminated? Shit. I don’t actually want to go pop.

“Wait!” I say, holding up my hands. “I’ll try to be better! I’ll do my job, I swear!”

The three of them close in around me. I can’t even back up a step before I’m surrounded. “You’re no good as an angel, luv. And we can’t turn you back into a cupid. One more trip through that arch, and you’ll be a goner for sure,” Sev explains. “Only one thing to do.”

This can’t be happening.

Please, don’t let this be happening.

“Sev!”

Without warning, all three of them raise their arms, and power suddenly shoots out of their hands.

I’m blasted with pink, white, and black power that wraps around me.

I open my mouth to scream, but it just rushes in and takes over my insides too.

It’s like I’m simultaneously being filled with smoke, suffocated with water, and smothered with light.

Pain and numbness war inside of me as my back arches with agonizing pain.

Too many sensations take over me, and my vision starts to blur as the world spins.

The last thing I see before I’m yanked out of the office is Sev winking at me. “You’re welcome, luv.”

What?

Then, pain erupts inside of me like an angry volcano, and I start to fall, fall, fall.