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My back street angel

Novel By: witch fang
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Tags: gang, angel, jonny, sad, teen, school

Jonny is dying. Who can save him? An angel? View table of contents...

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Submitted: Oct 10, 2008    Reads: 14    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


The funeral was post poned until the operation was completed and he was healed enough to particapate. When Jonny found out that she had-that she had died. HE was........heart broken. He cried for all most a week and then after that he became very with drawn. He stopped talking to people and didn't eat for days. He spent his time writing most of the time. Drawing pictures.......of her mostly.

"Jonny.live. If you love me. Live." Those were the last words she spoke. The anithstetic took effect and she was silent. Jonny was then drugged and when he awoke "Angel", was dead. "Wh-what happened?!" His doctor sighed as JOnny beat his fists aginst the man. "I'm sorry son. The heart was late and in bad condition when it arrived. We couldn't use it." JOnny felt like dying. Like saying, "Take my heart. I'll do any thing if it will bring her back." But he knew it wouldn't help. Angel was dead now. DEAD. HE just had to accept that. "No, no I dont want to accept that! I cant accept that!" Jonny screamed with new strenght. "Sir, please!" The doctor said trying to restrain him. "Would you give up!? You wouldn't if you loved her!" The doctor had no choice. "Security!>" A couple of burly men came through with syringes. "C'mon ladfdie. "
"No!" JOnny said jumping with a spinning kick he had learnt from Angel. HE caught the first one in the jaw before falling to the floor and striking out at the second one. Eventually, after some struggle and a few charges of assault, Jonny was knocked unconcios and taken home.

:IN THE CAR:

"Oh, my poor baby. So sad...." Jonny grunted in response. His head throbbed like hell and he felt sore ll over.

"Oh,my poor son. "

"Angel...."
"yeah." She said sighing heavilly. There was no hope in their eyes. Only bleak under standing of what would come next. "I'll need a suit." Jonny said slumping back into the chair. He stared at the roof of the car, as tears spilled down the sides of his face.

"You know, JOnny. MAybe it'd be-better if you didn't"

"I'm going mom. " HIs words were final.

THe funeral was very lavish. Jonnys mother sporting up the cash. ANgels family was ther and them and Jonny shared a mutual depression. "hey-

"YEah. I know." Bone digger, Tombs, they were all there. The service was brief and then people came up and spoke over her and scattered dirt. JOnny sat in the first row with Angels familly. HE listened half heartedly as he thought about what to say. Nothing. Blank. His mind was devoid of thought and words were out of the question. FInally, every one had left. Her grand mother stopped in front of him and put a hand on his houlder. TEH labourers are leaving in ten, so you'll have to do the deed your self if you want to stay longer than that."

"YEs." Jonny aid nodding absently. I'll stay as long as it takes. It got late, and then it got cold. Every one had gone allready and Jonny had turned off his phone. FInally, he stood and walked towards her. THE casket was still open. She looked so beautifull. Frozen forever. "I had hoped......." HE stopped, a tight ball forming in his throat. HE swallowed it and continued a little hoarsley. "I had hoped that the first time I stood in front of you..........wearing a suit, That it would be ta our wedding. I'm sorry....." HE said apolagising for the single tear that had managed to escape. "Shit! I'm a mess with out you. Angel? HOw am I going to move on with out you." He took a deep bretah.BEnding down to kiss her cheek. She was os cold. So stone like. "I swear I'll allways love you! I'll remeber." He closed the casket and lowered it down slowly before picking up the shovel. HE worked slowly. whistling a sad, high pitchwed song who's words were stolen by the wind. THe sun came up and still he toiled. Finally, it was nine allmost and he was weating. His shirt lay on the ground and his skin sparkled with sweat i the morning light. HE turned towards his work and smiled sadly. He had arranged the cross and the flowers nicely.NOw he smiled and said, "I"m sorry Angel if I dont come back here for a while. I think if I did, I might be forced to join you." HIs smiplew was heart braking. "So, I'll get my grades back up and I'll keep hanging out with you brother. Dont worry, I wont get THAT involved, but still. I swear I'll live life to the fill. I swear I'll remember you. I'll come back one day, I promise and I'll join you soon enough so wait for me. Promise?" HE said smiling at the head stone where he pictured her face to be. As he turned to walk away he read the inscription over his shoulder.

Angel.

No wallscan keep your spirit

No bars can cage our love

On angel wings we'll fly away

And journey to the heavens above

I dont know what i did

I dont deserve you I know

And though you're gone from me, a memory

I'll never let you go.


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Comments:

Is it finsih ?
NO IT CAN'T BE !!!
that was fricking sad but cool but sad ):
BROOK,
Great poem btw (:


~Chumb

Posted: Oct 11, 2008

Author Comment:

Hey thanx! Sorry.
*+*Peace*+*



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