The air was eerily quiet, the tension was so thick Angela thought it was going to crush her. Here they stood, both too stubborn to break the silence first. Funny how some things never change, the things that don’t matter or impact your life. No, the unnecessary aspects were the ones that managed to stick. She could feel her heart hammering against her ribcage, she imagined their reunion panning out differently; something along the lines of hugging and quiet ‘I missed you’s.“ This was anything but tender, this was bittersweet.
Angela was so happy to see him again, but her smile faltered when she could feel the tension. She could see the smoke bellowing off his body, feel the waves of anger and hatred mixed with the smoke. Angela never thought anything would get between them, the two were inseparable before the accident. She could almost see Gabriel under that horrid mask, see his memorizing chocolate eyes, his goofy grin when she told a horrible joke that only they would enjoy. Anything but this angry wraith that stood in front of her. No, this couldn’t be Gabe, this was another….thing that was just wearing his skin. This was just the shell of Gabriel Reyes.
How did it get to this? She remembered all of the secret glances of adoration, the quick kisses in the hall, all of the nights they stayed up late watching God awful T.V shows, and the late night talks of their future after Overwatch. All of those warm memories that engulfed her were quickly turned to ice, almost like they were a dream instead of reality. Darker memories of finding his mangled body amongst the rubble of their home flooded the medic’s head. Angela could still remember her own selfishness getting the best of her, making her turn her back on her own medicine and morals to bring this man back to life. To bring him back to her, where he belonged; if only her research would have been as solid as it was now. Love really did make you do crazy things. She didn’t realize tears were staining her cheeks until she felt the wetness fall against her hands, earning a scoff from the reaper.
It was going to take a lot more then tears to effect the wraith. Just seeing her angelic face made him sick to his core. He could remember when that face wasn’t filled with sadness and sorrow, he could remember when that bright smile of hers was only for him. How was he able to love her so long ago? He would have done anything for his angel, would have ripped his beating heart out and presented it to her if it would of made her happy. All he wanted to do was protect her from this horrid world, preserve her innocence as long as he could. What did he get in return for his undying love for her? An eternal life of damnation and misery. No, there was no longer any love left in his cold heart, only hatred.
The angel took a step forward testing her boundaries, just wanting to be closer to him. She stopped immediately once she heard a growled 'Don’t’. Her heart faltered when she heard the acid in his voice, he would have never used that tone with her but these were different times. Something that Angela just couldn’t wrap her head around. The reaper didn’t make a move towards her, just clenching and unclenching his hands around his shotguns that were now aimed at her. A sense of uncertainty ran through the phantom as his fingers itched to pull the trigger, to end all of this and put it behind him for good but his hesitance was getting the upper hand. ‘Remember she is the one that caused this. She is the one that put you through all of this misery’, he internally growled to himself.
"I am sorry, Gabriel. I didn’t mean for this to happen.” The angel choked out as she resisted the urge to walk her way over to him. She could see the reaper visibly tense when his birth name was mentioned. New waves of rage was rolling off the wraith.
“Sorry doesn’t fix your creation, Angel.” Reaper spat out her name like it was something horrid, his hesitance was starting to wear thin. Angela felt like there was a knife in her heart, the guilt was beginning to crush her. It was getting harder for her to breath, she almost wanted him to end it.
“Fine you want to end this? Then end it, I am not going to stop you Gabriel.” The angel whispered brokenly as she tossed her gun and staff to the ground, giving him the perfect access to end it. “I will never feel guilty for bringing you back! I couldn’t lose you, no, I refused to lose you! I didn’t bring you back just for my own selfishness, I brought you back because this world needed Gabriel Reyes.” The blonde’s voice gave out in the end, her voice just as tired as she was. It was never that simple, the reaper’s arms began to shake as his fingers itched to pull the trigger. Angela closed her eyes preparing for it to be all over with, but it never came. A loud roar of anger came from the wraith as he threw his guns to the ground, clenching his hands into fists as his breath came out ragged. He couldn’t bring himself to do it. So here they were once again, staring at one another not knowing what to do.
Maybe this was just fate, maybe they were just never meant to be. They were just doomed from the start, the wool covering their eyes to their cursed relationship. Who knew they would turn into the ultimate tragic love story? Where life and death fell in love, only able to admire each other from afar.
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