I'd Fall from Heaven For you

I Need To Know

    Amy wrote up a letter to Lucas. She didn't know what to say at first but after sitting for hours she finally put something together it read:

    Dear Lucas,

    I keep having dreams about you, your eyes are haunting my brain. I looked up how you died. I couldn't help myself. Demons hurt people everyday, you are no exaptation. I love everything, it all has beauty in it's own way. But you try to corrupt it, you want to hurt people for your own personal amusement. I need to know, I have to know. Why were you drinking and driving? Why did you shoot yourself? Why did you send a small girl to heaven before her time? Why would you hurt someone, even yourself? 

    If I am honest, if you can give me a real good reason I can look past you being a demon and become yours truly. My heart is already pulling me, but I can't just throw everything away for you. I'm 6,000 years old I need a good reason why at 25 you threw it all away. If you choose to respond my number is xxx-xxx-xxxx text me and I will let you know what I decide. 

    Yours truly,

    Amy Goddess of Love and Beauty

    Amy got dressed and went back down below and slipped the letter under the door than left. Her heart was racing. "What if he's in there? What if he opens the door while I'm still here?" Her erratic thoughts came flooding as her heart drew closer it's perfect match. She got home and plopped on the bed.

    Lucas arrived home from drinking as much as he could to try to forget Amy. He kicked a piece of paper across the floor as he opened the door. He wobbled over to it and bent down feeling the soft sheet in his hand. Opening it up his heart sprang alive seeing that handwriting could only be from one person. He read it after several attempts of trying to get his eyes to focus. "Oh Amy, I have a good reason. I need you to accept me and come home to me." He thought as he looked for his phone. He dialed her number.

    "Um, Hello?" Amy's soft voice reached his ears and began to pull at his heart strings.

    "It's Lucas, I have a good reason for doing what I did," He stumbled over it like it was a pile of bricks in his way.

    "Are you drunk? Also I said to text me," Amy said a bit concerned. 

    "I am, but I wanted to call you after reading your letter. I, I made a mistake that still haunts me even in death. I use to be a bartender long ago when cars were first being made. I had a friend, the worlds best kind of friend. Her and I went way back and we were together since birth it seems like. One night while I was bartending she was at home, alone. These two guys burst their way through the front door and, and... Oh Amy they r*ped her, and than they killed her and just left her there for someone to find. After work I stopped by to check on her and I found her. It was the only time as a human I felt a real emotion. My heart shattered and I cried while trying to cover her with a blanket..." Lucas began to break down.

    Amy was sobbing on the other side of the phone but didn't interrupt. "So after burying the only friend I had I went back to the bar and drank, and drank some more. I started to get tired so I got in my car and started heading home. It was about 10 in the morning, and being impaired I didn't see a little girl run out into the street. I didn't see her... I heard her yell. I got out of the car and walked around the front. The site was horrible. After that I shut down, drank a lot and couldn't handle it. I was no better than the people who killed my friend. After two years of living with the pain in my heart I couldn't take it anymore, and I shot myself. Amy I'm not the worst person down here. But I couldn't lose you too." He was crying hard his broad shoulders shaking. 

    "I.. I.." Amy was unable to control her sobbing. "I need you too. I need to see you, be near you. I want to swim in your eyes, I was to feel your heart beat for me. I love you."