Wednesday, 21 November 2012

In The Arms Of An Angel - Don't Leave Me

Here comes Wednesday and another flash of brilliance from Mr Sexy Wings. By that I mean that he's very bright and not that I'm brilliant :)

So, Gabriel's come and gone leaving Uzzy and Pasha with a lot to discuss. I hope you like the way things go after that. I have to apologise firstly that I've had to cut a lot of action tags to get it down close to the 1000 words and secondly that I failed to quite get it there. It's still 13 words over but I just can't see where I can cut more.

This week I chose the prompt... he was the kind of guy you could

When Gabri’el had gone there was silence. Pasha had no idea what to say. Eventually, he had to break the silence.
“You remember then?”
“Those men who came were right, weren’t they? You are a warrior and, from their point of view, you are an escaped criminal.”
“Yes.” Uzzi’el wouldn’t meet his eyes. He stared at the floor and chewed on his lip.
“And you’re dangerous.”
That wasn’t a question but Uzzi’el answered anyway. “Yes.”
“What have you done to me?”
Uzzi’el knelt before Pasha, his eyes tormented. “I never meant to hurt you, Pasha. I swear I did  nothing consciously to hurt you.”
“Would it have made a difference if you’d remembered?”
“Yes. I would have run far away the moment I saw you.”
“You’d have run from me?”
“If that’s what it took to keep you safe.”
“I’d like to think I’d have had the strength to walk away but I don’t know. From the moment I saw you there was…a connection. When I started feeling your feelings I knew. I didn’t remember but I knew.”
“Knew what?”
“That I’d found my mate, my partner.  We bonded and I was helpless to do anything about it. I love you, Pasha. I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love anyone.”
“What about Gabri’el?”
“Gabri’el was a mistake. I was young. What can I say? He was the kind of guy you’d want to lick chocolate off. I really believed I loved him— and that he loved me. Sometimes I think maybe he does but he’s not the loving kind. He’s a soldier through and through, always has been. I think he’s forgotten what it means to love. He thinks only of the next battle and how to get his men through it. That’s all I ever was, one of his men; one who was decorative enough to grace his table and passionate enough to keep his bed warm. He cares for me, I believe that. He just doesn’t know how.”
“Do you care for him? Still?”
Uzzi’el stared at him. “I want to be completely honest with you, Pasha. I suspect I have no choice. You know how I feel without me having to say a word. Yes, I still care for him. There’s still a pull but it’s not like it was before. Before when he called I had to come. Now, I can hear the call and walk away.”
Pasha nodded. “I believe you.”
They smiled at each other until suddenly something snapped and they were in each other’s arms kissing desperately, as if it was the last kiss they’d ever share.
Then Uzzi’el pulled away. “Pasha,” he said softly, regretfully and Pasha was hit by a wave of sadness and despair.
“No,” He whispered.
“I have to go.”
“Don’t leave me.”
“I have to. I’m a leader. People depend on me for their lives, their freedom. I can’t, in all conscience, stay here safe with you when people are dying in my name.”
“Then let me come.”
“I can’t, Pasha. You’re not a warrior. You wouldn’t last a day and I couldn’t take that chance.”
“Please. Please don’t leave me. Not now. Please. You won’t come back. I know you won’t come back.”
Uzzi’el took his hands and held them tight over his heart. “I swear to you, if I am able I will come back.”
“If you’re able?”
“Only death will keep me away from you.”
“It’s a war, Pasha.”
“I’ll know, won’t I. I’ll feel if you…”
“Will I die too?”
“No. If I die the bond will break and you’ll be free of me.”
“I don’t want to be free of you. I don’t ever want to be free of you.”
Uzzi’el threw his arms around him and pulled him close. “I don’t want to leave you either,” he whispered in his ear. “I want to be with you forever and I will be. When this is over I’ll never leave your side again.”
“Uzzi’el?” The sharp retort drew them apart. Pasha looked up and saw Gabri’el in the doorway, his face expressionless.
“Gabri’el.” Uzzi’el’s voice was cold.
“It’s time to go.”
“I’m ready.” Uzzi’el gave Pasha a last kiss and stood up.
Pasha wanted to throw himself at Uzzi’el, hold onto his leg and never let go, but he was damned if he was going to look that weak in front of Gabri’el.
“I’ve left guards,” Gabri’el said to Uzzi’el. “Your human pet and his family will be safe.”
Uzzi’el glared at him, then strode out of the door and was gone.
Pasha sat immobile until he heard the front door slam then threw himself onto the bed and sobbed hysterically until he felt arms around him. He knew it wasn’t Uzzi’el, the arms were to slender, too soft and the smell was all wrong. It was Anna. She held him until he calmed and lay, gasping, knowing that some of the distress that tore at his heart wasn’t his own. It was comforting to know Uzzi’el was hurting as much as he was.
Somehow, Pasha made it through the rest of the day. The angelic guards were unobtrusive although he occasionally caught a glimpse of a shadow in the garden or heard the swish of feathers outside the window.
“Do you think they’re going to want dinner?” Anna asked
Pasha shrugged. “Don’t know.”
“Try to cheer up, darling. You know he loves you and he’ll be back as soon as he can.”
“I know but—” His stomach lurched as someone knocked the front door. He almost pushed Anna out of the way to answer it.
The man who stood on the doorstep was unfamiliar, but Pasha was instantly rooted to the spot in absolute terror.
“You must be Pasha. I thought you’d be bigger.”
“Who…who are you?”
“You might have heard of me. My name is Micha’el.”
Pasha gasped and took a step back. He froze as Micha’el’s hand touched his arm, then the world spun around him and went black.

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Victoria Adams

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  1. These angels are complicated beings.

    1. Aren't they? They seem to get more complicated every chapter I write. My question is what the hell happened to Gabriel's guards

  2. Way to write a cliffhanger. :) I like that Uzzi'el is being true to his cause, though now I have to wonder what the heck is going to happen to Pasha!

    1. We just have to hope that Micha'el doesn't know about Pasha and Uzzi'el sharing feelings. I think at the moment he just wants to use Pasha as a bargaining tool. Gabri'el isn't going to be happy about that. I wonder what he'll do.

  3. There are times rules are meant to be bent and this was one of them. Great cliffhanger. Lookjung forward to next week.

    1. Hehe. Thank you. I'm pretty bad with rules generally but I have really tried hard to stick to the word limit. If you promise not to tell Julie I'll admit to the fact that one of the reasons I was over the limit was because I totally forgot about the prompt and had to go back and fit it in. *giggle*

  4. I can't wait for next week. I'm loving this story.

    1. Thank you. I'm really glad about that and so happy you're commenting. It's really exciting to have a comment

  5. OOOh - never good when the world goes black. What's next???

    1. I'm not sure. Partly, it depends whether Micha'el knows that Pasha and Uzzi'el share feelings. If so then Pasha is in for a really bad time. If Micha'el just wants to use him as a bargaining tool he won't be treated too badly. However, I don't think Gabri'el is going to be too happy about Uzzi'el running off to save him or bargaining with Micha'el over him. Of course he's been wanting for a long time to put a chain on Uzzy... Hmm

  6. Ah, what's going to happen to Pasha?! And I won't have an internet connection for a week, darn!