Soulmate

Fall·en An·gel: An angel who rebelled against God and was cast out of heaven.

They all thought that I rebelled. They all thought I was a traitor. But that’s not true. The Archangels only sent me to earth because of my Soulmate. My Soulmate who I don’t even know. My Soulmate. A guy, who doesn’t even know I exist, let alone knows me.

Oh but the Archangels know who he is. And once they found out they immediately ripped my wings out and sent me down to earth.

I don’t even know the reason behind me getting sent out of heaven either. All they did when they found me is rip out my wings and push me down to earth.

Now here I am, in a broken down apartment on the outskirts of London, England. I will forever hate the Archangels for sending me down here. The worst thing is.

I’m closer to my Soulmate

You wanna know how I know that? Well sit down and grab a fizzy drink and popcorn, it’s story time.

I was in Starbucks, ordering a coffee when my initials that you get when you’re old enough to go out and find your Soulmate, started lighting up. In which my initials that are on my wrist started lighting up like the 4th of July. I had everyone in that damn Starbucks staring at me in shock looking around, seeing if they could find the other person that would also have glowing initials.

While I was looking down at the initials that were engraved into my skin I looked at the letters. And when I did they slowly dimmed from the blinding white light they were giving off.

Then at that moment, I could clearly see them. The 2 small italic initials.

A small

H.S.