Angels And Attachment Issues

Prompt: Write an interaction with your guardian angel in the form of a scene, poetry or prose 

‘So you really like this one?’
Angelina’s green eyes are looking at me from over the shoulders of the naked girl sleeping next to me.
‘I don’t know. She’s fun and her room smells nice,’ I say.
A net is draped over the bed and an old, worn out teddy bear lays at our feet. Its black eye hangs on a threat, as if it doesn’t want to see the events her bed has to offer.
Angelina sighs.
‘My god, that’s hardly a criterium, now is
I play with the hair of my new host of love.
‘Yeah well, I told you I liked you most but you angel zoned me.’
Angelina takes me hand away from the girl’s hair.
‘Don’t show acts of care when you don’t mean them just because they became a muscle reflex from when you were still a better you.’
‘But I don’t want to be that me anymore.’
A new gentleness appears in Angelina’s eyes.
‘Yes, I know you were hurt before but that doesn’t mean you should do the same to others.’
The girl in the bed starts to move and the blankets slide off of her breasts. The cold left little goose bumps around her nipple.
‘Ah come on, just this one time.’
Angelina shakes her head. I look from her stern eyes to the soft, inviting skin and back. Angelina’s facial features start to change. They become rougher, more articulated. Her cheekbones and shoulders broader.
He looks at me.
‘Wow, that’s a hot one,’ Angelo finally says.

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