Of Heaven and Hell (Chapter 7) Haunting Memories

Memories, like ghosts, haunt us in every moment. Of happiness, and sorrow, In peace, and chaos. When we are wide awake, and fast asleep. Most memories are happy, joyful, full of life. But, there are other, less desired phantasms that torture us, spreading through our body like a disease. Not of the body, but a plague of the mind. If only most of our memories were only pleasant, blissful, and blessed. But the true horror are the others, our very past scratching at our brains, repeating over and over, looped in a relay, playing monotonously behind your eyes. Only the switch to this projector broadcasting the repetition of nightmares, is broken, permanently activated. There is only brief periods when the lights are on and the film is diluted. That, is where our greatest peace is... Though, some memories are meant to be forgotten, and those are the ones that we, seemingly, can not erase.

Dawn and I spent nearly a week in my bed, nothing really sexual happened again. We mostly held each other, kissing each other. Its just, time passes by so smoothly when it does not matter, one of the perks of being immortal. Even though it slips so easily out of grasp, It felt like eternity was frozen into place, as though it no longer held the power to make mountains into meadows, and oceans into deserts.
One morning, I awake to see Dawn's beautiful face smiling at me, his piercing eyes gazing into mine. “Good morning my love” I said with a yawn, as I stretched out on the bed.
“Good morning my raven.” He said as he pulled himself closer to me, laying his head on my chest. I couldn't understand what was happening to me. But whatever it was, I liked it.
“Lets go out for lunch!” he said in an energy that stunned me.
“And where, pray tell, brought this idea to mind?” I asked still dumbfound.
“We have been indoors over a week. Lets go outside, I want to explore this city... with you.” I was still caught off guard by his sudden change of interest, and I usually don't venture into the city during the day. But the sky was dark and gray with cloud, and besides, I was in love. I would have burned to oblivion for him.
“Okay, but we can't voyage out nude.” I laughed. “Come to my closet, I should have some clothing that will fit you sweetness.” I said as I pulled myself forcefully out of the comfort of my warm bed. We walked, my arms wrapped around him, holding him close to my flesh. Our bare bodies constantly touching.

Inside the space of my closet, we found quiet a few articles that he found to be a perfect addition to his physique. I dark blue button up shirt with light blue vertical Celtic strips, and a pair of bright faded jeans. I hadn't worn those in nearly a year, though I much admit they looked a lot better one him than I. I myself, usually dress in darkness and shadow, but where it was daytime, it might be safer to dress in material coverings. I to picked a Celtic shirt, but this one was dark, almost black, blue and blood red... Hey I'm a demon, I can't help my taste in colour.
I looked at Dawn, and he me. I wanted to rip the denim right off his body and take him right there. But we both resisted the temptation. In any case, he really wanted to explore the city, and I too needed to run a few errands.

Before we went on our way out, I also chose two coats, it was the middle of November, and fairly cold outside. With my liquid fire and Dawn's divinity we would not really be effected by it, but for appearance, we wore them anyway. His was a slightly long fleece jacket, one i knew he would enjoy. Mine, was my favorite, a long leather trench coat, i covered my entire frame only showing mt hands, feet, and head.

Though the sky was blanketed with hazy clouds, it still held radiance. I'm glad I changed my mind about my sunglasses, if not, I wouldn't be able to see. (downfall of being a hell spawn, light sensitive.) I held dawn close, even in daylight, evil still lurks in the shadows, I know. We stopped at a little bistro on the corner of Main street and Vine avenue. We Dined out on the patio, which was basically an enlarged portion of the sidewalk with small cast iron tables with attached umbrellas at least two or three times bigger that the diameter of the tables.
Dawn must have eaten over a hundred dollars worth in food. Not surprising, after a week without food locked away in my apartment, but then again, heaven doesn't exactly cater human delicacies such as Pizza, Hamburgers, and his favorite overall cheesecake...lol, surprise surprise. “What is this delicious brown stuff? Its magnificent!”
“Thats called 'chocolate' love. Almost every mortal loves it.”
“I can see why, its supreme. My brothers need to try this!”
“Brothers?” I asked questionably. He face was so adorable, until he looked at my quizzing expression, now I wished I had never asked.
“The Orders of Heaven,” His joy had passed, and I realized why. He was with me. A demon, born of the outcasts of heaven. If they knew... if only they knew... he and I would be in terrible trouble. “I'm sorry.” He said, as he placed his folk down on the table.
“It is okay my precious.” I placed my hand on his left cheek and caressed it gently. He's happiness began to return. I rose his head, facing me, and smiled the very innocent smile that won my heart in the beginning.
“I love you.” He said, I was so simple, but behind it was the absolute feeling of truth and passion, it felt as though just saying it back did not prove justice. I simple wrapped my arms around him, and kiss him, right there in the middle if the patio. One table clapped at our little display, and another table started yelling obscenities. After the kiss, I gazed deeply into his eyes, “I love you my Dawn. That is what you are, you are the dawn to my life, the beginning of me. And I Love YOU!” He literally jumped back into my arms and held me tightly. I felt his hot breathe on my ear. “Are you ready to go Love?” I asked.
“Yeah, you said you had to do something too, didn't you?” He asked, I had almost forgotten. We both got up, and Dawn took one last bite of his cheesecake, and right as we passed the rude characters from the one table,, I 'implemented' the thought to them to take care of our bill. They gladly accepted, when the cashier checked to make sure.

After quickly walked four blocks, and entered into a black, dreary alleyway, Between the pitch black end and the entrance, there was a small, faded sign. The words were almost unreadable, it simple said The King's Pawn. I turned to Dawn, “Dearest, this might not be the most appropriate place you would like to be, If you want, you can stay out here.
“I understand my Raven,” He said calmly as he kissed my hand, and with that, I slide away from him, missing him already, and entered through the large metal door.

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Inside, it was poorly light, and smelt of mildew. “Jack!” I called out, to no reply, “Jackson!” I shouted, my voice held a vibration the felt like thunder. I small, cowardly head popped out from behind the counter.
“Da-da-Daze?” He stuttered.
“Did you not hear me Jackson?” I spoke with argents, it scared him, that how I wanted it.
“Ye-yes sir.” I slowly began to lower himself back behind the counter. I casually walked over to him, and with one hand, I smoothie, picked him off the floor and sat him on the counter. I lowered my attitude, and began to talk to him how I preferred, on an equal level. I began to brush his shoulder. “Now, now Jack, you are the only person in which I do any business with. You should feel privileged. So, are you ready, I have plenty for you this month.”
“Re-rea-really? How many? How much are you asking?”
“Now Jack, you know I let you look before we discuss pricing.” I said gently as I slipped a pouch out of my jeans. It was the very Crown Royal bag Jackson had given me the first time I came to him. The pouch held about twelve stones, about the size of nickels, perfectly round, bloody red with a swirl of incandescent orange. On Earth, they are known as a rare hybrid of diamond and ruby. They earned the nickname 'Bloodstones.”