Status: Am I the only one that think all emo people are just beautiful angels?

Hearts of Gold and Wings of Black

short prologue i guess (don't even know if I spelled that right)

He picked me up bride style and told me to hold onto his neck. I couldn't resist his commands when he looked at me with those peicing blue eyes. He started running and I knew what was about to happen. He jumped off the roof and those wings came ripping through his shirt and the beautiful sound of the angel flapping his wings hummed in my ears. Those beautiful Pure Black wings.... I looked up at Vincent once more and he smiled at me. "Kylie...?" He said almost purring. I blushed and nodded my head. "Yes, Vincent?"
"I'm so freaken happy you aren't heavy."
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so hopefully this was enough to draw you in and maybe wait until I actually start looking for my notebook with this story in it.