Amys Life

Amy's Life
BY: widowmaker 2012


Amy was just turning nine and her world was about to turn upside down in a way she could never have predicted had she tried. School was a pain for her thanks to some bullies and her short height. Timmy had pulled her hair twice and she finally got mad and hit him for it. Since the teacher had not seen him pull her hair she got detention for hitting Timmy.

One more day of school to go before summer vacation and no more dealing with bullies for a few months. It was almost 5:30 pm and she knew her mother was going to yell at her as normal for being late. For the millionth time she wondered why she bothered to go home some days.

She was two blocks from her home when the bullies struck. Timmy and five of his friends grabbed her and held her against the fence. Timmy let go of her and punched her in the gut hard. “You hit me today. I don't like being hit by someone as ugly as you. I think you need to be taught that I'm the boss.

“I think you look funny and smell like poop. You pay me and I'll let you go.” Amy struggled to break loose but Timmy laughed and ran his hands through her pockets. “No money. Too bad for you baby.” Timmy punched her again in the gut and laughed. He then got an idea and laughed about it.

“I know what we can do to you baby. I saw this in one of my daddy's magazines and it looked like fun.” Timmy pulled her skirt and panties down then started to unbuckle his jeans. Amy managed to get a foot untangled and kicked him hard as she could in the groin twice. He fell to the ground in pain and his friends beat Amy almost to death for it before dragging her over to a hole in the fence.

On the other side of the fence was a ten foot drop to the abandoned highway below. Amy wheezed and had a hard time breathing as Timmy walked up to her. He kicked her in the face twice and once in the groin before they all pushed her through the hole in the fence and watched as she fell to hard and cracked pavement below.

She landed with a sickening crunch and was knocked out by the impact. How long she laid alone and near death she did not know. She could feel every broken bone in her tiny frame and the pain that came with it. Every breath hurt. Blackness overcame her as she laid on the broken pavement.

When she had not come home by 6:30 her mother called the police and the school. She had left school at 5:00pm alone as always. The police received a 911 phone call at around 10:00pm by a teenaged boy hiking along the old highway. He was taking a shortcut from the mall to his house on the other side of town when he found her laying on the ground out cold and barely breathing.

Amy was taken by ambulance to the hospital. She was in bad shape and not expected to live more than a couple of hours. All of her ribs were broken, both arms were broken, the back was broken as well but not badly. Her jaw had been broken in two places and she had a caved in skull. There was massive internal bleeding as well.

Her mother broke down in tears when the doctors told her she had less than a 5% chance of making it. The doctors were working as fast as they could to stop the bleeding but it was a losing battle. The damage was too extensive. If Amy was to survive she would need a miracle. Her mother retreated to the chapel and used skills she had sworn she would never use ever again.

With a wave of her hand she locked the doors to the chapel. She cried as she knew the price to be paid for what she was about to do to save her little girl. She inscribed the ancient symbols on the floor and began the chant. Three drops of blood were required to seal the pact and this she willingly gave. She also knew she would not live to see old age as a price for using the forbidden magic. She finished the spell and cleaned up the chapel.

She looked to the cross and cried as she prayed to God. “Forgive me father for what I have done. Please guide her and protect her when I can not. As if answer to her prayer a lone candle in front of the cross lit up and cast the shadow of a cross upon her for just a few seconds before going out and leaving no trace it had ever been lit.

In the operating room the surgeons counted their blessings as Amy began to stop bleeding and stabilized. They wired her back together again and finally closed the last incision after a long and tough 23 hours of surgery. Amy had a massive 17 units of blood put into her during the procedure due to the extensive bleeding. The doctor took a chance and pumped in a bunch of artificial platelets to help stop the bleeding and it had worked.

Amy's mother was asleep in the emergency room when a doctor came out to talk to her. “She's got a chance now ma'am. We stopped all the bleeding just barely and then reconstructed her ribcage, her jaw and relieved the pressure on her brain. I wont lie and say she is going to have a 100% chance of making it, but she has a shot at it now.

She is still in critical condition and has a long hard fight ahead of her. She is in a coma right now and on life support as well. She is a fighter though so with time and luck she'll make it. You can see her for a few minutes now if you like, but I warn you it isn't pretty. There is an awful lot of swelling and bruising.”

Amy's mother barely recognized her precious daughter. Her face was swollen and covered in bandages. A tube was inserted in her throat to pump air into her lungs for her. Amy's mother held her hand and cried. “I love you so much honey. You're going to make it. I promise”

Amy was taken off life support three days later as her body continued to defy the odds and heal. She was still in a coma for another three weeks while the worst of the damage repaired itself at an amazing speed. Her spinal column had been damaged badly but was healing slowly except for her bladder control. For that problem the doctors put her into diapers and explained to her mother that it was a miracle she was recovering with that as the only lasting damage.

Amy woke up nine weeks after she had been beat almost to death. Her whole body hurt but she was alive at least. She managed to reach a button on a cord and push it. A nurse came in to see what had caused the call light to malfunction. She was shocked to see Amy awake finally. She took care of making sure Amy was truly aware of her surroundings by asking her a bunch of questions.

Amy's mother was called right away as well as a doctor to check out everything as was procedure. A series of tests were done and Amy was found to be recovering quickly. Amy complained of headaches, back aches, and of toothaches even with the pain medications.

Amy spent six more weeks in intensive care before being released to the general ward. Amy struggled to come to terms with the fact that she was now incontinent. The physical therapy Amy went through left her in pain and in a soaked diaper every time.

Three days before school was scheduled to start again Amy was finally allowed to go home. Amy left for school and hoped no one noticed her diapers. She wore a pair of jeans that were loose enough to conceal the fact that she was wearing a diaper. She was taking heavy pain medicine due to the headaches, backaches and the mouth that still hurt.

Amy endured her first hour math class easily enough and moved on to her second hour class of reading. Sitting behind her was a girl named Tabitha. Tabitha was quiet and polite and had manged to block three spit wads aimed directly at Amy. By the time lunch came Amy took her second pain pill of the day and went to the nurse to get her diaper changed.

She was surprised to see Tabitha coming out of the nurse's office as she was going in. Tabitha stopped her before she could go in. “I'll meet you by the swings okay.” Tabitha smiled and hugged her before running off. Amy walked into the nurse's office and waited to get changed.

The nurse came around the corner and found Amy patiently waiting. “Right on time. So how are you feeling today?” “Tired and sore as always. I'm tired of the pain everyday. When will it go away?” Mrs. Aimes smiled and led Amy back into the exam area.

“As soon as your body finishes healing up it will all go away I'm sure. You have to remember Amy, you almost died The body takes time to fully heal and until it heals it will hurt honey. I know it's no fun but you have to grateful you lived at least. Now hop up here and let me get you all changed.”

Amy let Mrs. Aimes change her wet diaper and then hugged her. “My head itches really bad today and hurts too. I feel like something is poking through at times with how it itches.” Mrs. Aimes smiled and had Amy sit as she carefully parted her hair to see the girl's scalp. What she saw surprised her.

“I think I know why it itches so bad honey. Your horns are poking through the skin finally just like the doctors said they eventually would. The itching should stop in a few more days honey. I'll let your mother know though so she can take you to see the doctor and get something to stop the itching. Now let's see about those teeth of yours real fast.

The nurse looked in and noticed that four of Amy's teeth had fallen out overnight. Poking through where the teeth had fallen out were the tips of what could only be fangs. The nurse mad a note of this and then checked Amy's back as well. “Your wings are finally starting to grow as well honey. In a few months you'll have a beautiful set of wings. Now go and have fun outside. I'll see you right after school for another change.”

Amy ran outside and met Tabitha by the swings. “What kept you so long Amy?” “I had to let the nurse check me out today and make sure I am getting better.” Amy and Tabitha talked as they walked around the playground and Amy explained that she had almost died at the beginning of the summer. “So why were you at the nurse's office Tabitha?”

“I had to have something taken care of is all.” The two of them talked about all sorts of things until the bell rang for class again. By the end of the day Amy's diaper was soaked again. She ran into Tabitha again as she was going into the nurse's office. Tabitha had been crying and smelled like she had pooped her pants.

She walked into the nurse's office trying hard not to cry and not to say anything to Amy. Amy figured it out when the nurse called Tabitha in back first. Tabitha came back out a few minutes later and no longer smelled. Amy hugged her and spoke to her. “I guess I'm lucky that all I do is wet my diapers. I wont tell anyone else. I promise.” “Thanks Amy. I wanted to tell you but I was afraid you wouldn't wanna be my friend if you knew I wear diapers still.” “I'll walk you home of you wait for me!” Tabitha waited while Amy got her wet diaper changed.

After the diaper change was done Amy remembered she had physical therapy that day. She came out of the nurse's office trying to figure out how to tell Tabitha. “Hey Tabitha, I have to go to physical Therapy today for my back. I'm really sorry I forgot.” Tabitha hugged Amy and smiled. “I'll see you tomorrow then. Meet me by the swings.”

Over the next several months the two girls became best friends and stuck up for each other. Amy started wearing a cap all the time to hide her growing horns that had started to curl down along the side of her face as well. He back itched as her wings started to grow bigger as well. On a couple of occasions she bit her lip by accident and her sharp fangs drew blood.

Tabitha teased her about it until Amy jokingly threatened to bite her. Amy's physical therapy expanded to cover flying by the end of the school year. Doctors did numerous tests on her but there was no way to fix her bladder control problem as the nerve damage was too severe.

The last week of school for Amy was a nightmare for her as she had a mean teacher for her last class of the day. Her normal teacher was out for the rest of the year so she could have her baby and the new teacher was mean to her and Tabitha because they were poor.

Amy looked up at the clock and was glad she only had ten more minutes to go before the day was over. Her diaper was in danger of leaking and she wanted to get changed before she leaked. Mr. Hong walked up and hit her over the head with a ruler. “Pay attention to your work and not the clock you little brat! You can get your diaper changed after class so just sit still and shut up!”

Tabitha gasped at what the teacher said and was rewarded by a slap in the back of her head from the teacher. “The same applies to you as well Tabitha. You can both get your diapers changed after class so sit down and shut up! Maybe if you learned to use the toilet you two wouldn't have to wear diapers!”

The last ten minutes seemed to go by ever so slowly as Amy could hear Tabitha crying. The boy behind her had been whispering things to her for the last few minutes. The bell finally rang and we all stood up to leave when the boy struck Tabitha. In one quick motion he ripped her skirt off of her revealing her wet diaper to everyone in the class.

Everyone in class laughed as Tabitha ran from the room crying. The boy was laughing as he walked out of the class. He saw Amy and made an attempt to grab her by the hair but missed and grabbed a horn instead. He let go immediately as Amy's cap fell off and revealed her horns sprouting from her head and beginning to curve down to just above her ears.

Amy bent down to get her hat when someone pushed her into the wall head first. Amy spun around and glared at the boy and everyone else that was laughing at her. “Oh look, widdle baby gonna cwy now!” Amy's foot lashed out and connected with the boy. He dropped to the ground in pain holding his groin as Amy walked off to the nurse's office for one last diaper change of the day.

She walked in and heard Tabitha crying as she was getting her diaper changed. After a few minutes another teacher walked in with Tabitha's skirt. She handed the skirt to the nurse then cam back around the divider and stopped by Amy. “I think your horns are unusual but pretty. Never be ashamed of who you are honey. Don't let those other kids bother you like that. If they try that again come get a teacher and we will take care of it. You also might want to consider getting a different type of shirt as well for your wings honey.”

Amy was shocked that anyone else knew about her wings. “How did you know?” “The teacher smiled and lifted her shirt a little in the back to reveal her own set of wings. “You are not alone honey. If you need someone to talk to about it come see me in the counselors office. As for your diapers, it's also quite a bit more common than you might guess. I wear them as well due to a birth defect and it is not a big deal. When the bullies start saying mean things try to ignore them.”

Amy went around the divider a few minutes later when the nurse motioned for her to come around for her diaper change. Tabitha was sitting in a chair with a strange machine hooked to her mouth and giving her a mist filled mask of oxygen. Amy stared at the machine a moment before the nurse noticed and spoke up.

It's called a nebulizer machine. It has a special medicine that is mixed in with oxygen to help her breathe better. Tabitha has asthma is all. This just helps her to breathe better. Normally she gets a treatment during the second hour, but she needed help breathing after she came in crying. Now hop up here and lets get you out of that wet diaper shall we.”

Amy let the nurse change her diaper and then do complete check on her. “Your horns are really starting to look nice honey. How are the fangs doing? Anymore pain from them?” “My teeth don't hurt anymore but my back bothers me a lot. It is hard to deal with the problem.” “Well let's take a look shall we?”

Amy carefully removed her shirt to the surprise of Tabitha. Tabitha watched in amazement as Amy spread her wings to their full length and let the nurse examine them carefully. “Have you been doing any flying lately?” “No. I don't want everyone to tease me about it.” “That's your problem with why your wings hurt honey. You have to use them or they get stiff and sore. You should consider getting some shirts specially made for your wings.

Keeping them folded so tightly against your back is not good for you. I think if you talk with Mrs. Hahn that she can help you with the wings better than I can. I'll give your mother a call in a little bit and we can all sit down and try to figure out a solution if you like. If nothing else, talk with Mrs. Hahn a bit.”

Tabitha and Amy left the nurse's office together with a lot better understanding of each other. “How long have you had wings Amy?” “They started growing over the summer along with my horns and fangs. I found out I could fly as well but I don't do it very much. Everyone will think I'm ugly and tease me about it.” Tabitha hugged Amy. “I think they looked real pretty and I don't think you are ugly.”

By the time the last day of school arrived Amy had been knocked down four times in the hall and had her hat stolen twice. Tabitha had stayed home and she felt alone. During lunch her wings had begun to feel cramped and it hurt as she made her way to the counselors office. She arrived and knocked on the door.

Mrs. Hahn opened the door and motioned for her to come in. “I have a present for you honey. Mrs. Aimes told me how your wings have been hurting you from keeping them folded tightly so I thought you'd like to try a couple of shirts I used to wear when I was your age.”

Amy hugged her and tried on one of the blue shirts and had it adjusted with a little help. “That feels so good to stretch them out. Thank you Mrs. Hahn!” “My pleasure. It's such a nice day out that I thought you'd like to try your shirt out with me. If anyone teases you about your wings they are jealous because they can't fly.”

Amy walked out to the playground without hiding her wings. One of the bullies cam over and started to laugh at her and call her a freak. “Hey freak, go get your diaper changed and go to the nursery where babies belong!” Amy didn't hesitate a moment. She spun to her right and punched the boy hard in the mouth. The boy went flying back about three feet and hit the dirt hard.

Amy glared at the rest of the bullies but none of them were eager to speak up and get hit next after seeing how hard she hit Joey. Mrs Hahn walked out with her wings in full view of everyone and smiled as she saw Joey picking himself up off the ground. “I see you opened your big mouth again Joey. Teasing Amy because she has wings is not going to help you any.

I seem to recall you being teased for problems as well a few years ago before you had the operation to fix it. So tell me Joey, you still want to continue to tease Amy? I know a few things about you that would make you not so popular Joey. Just keep that in mind next time you decide to start teasing someone because of a health problem or because they are different looking.”

Amy and Mrs. Hahn spread their wings wide and left the ground behind them as they flew off. Everyone on the playground was shocked to see the two of them fly off and could only stare at them. Amy flew all over the small town until lunch break was almost over. Finally the two of them flew back to the school and landed near the doors.

“That was fun Mrs. Hahn! Thank you so much for the best lunch recess ever!” “You're very welcome honey. Now how about we go in and take care of changing before we both leak. I don't think the janitor would want a flood on the floor.” Amy laughed as her and Mrs. Hahn walked to the nurse's office to get changed.

Amy got changed while Mrs. Hahn went to the restroom and changed herself. Amy hugged the nurse one last time and picked up her bag of unused diapers before heading back and dropping off her books in her homeroom. Her teacher smiled at seeing her no longer hiding her wings or horns.

Amy was on cloud nine as she went to Mr. Hong's room to give him the last book she had to turn in. She walked in and handed him her book then turned to leave. She was surprised when he didn't say anything rude to her as she walked out of the class and only gave her an evil smile as she left.

Amy put her remaining diapers in her book bag then left the building. She made it outside and was grabbed by Timmy. He slammed her up against the building and proceeded to pound on her as two others held her by her wings. Amy was afraid to fight back for fear of having them break her wings.

“Pull the wings out all the way. Let' see how well she flies with them all sliced up and broken.” Amy panicked and screamed as the boy with the pocket knife approached her. With all her strength she struggled against the others holding her wings and arms. The boy with the knife laughed held the knife against her right wing. “Bet these are fake. Let's find out if she bleeds red or green.” Amy screamed in pain as the boy cut her wing deeply. In desperation she kicked the boy. The boy hit the ground in pain holding his left knee. That distraction caused the others to not hold on as tight as they should have. Amy yanked free and began swinging wildly at everyone she saw.

She hit another boy and he went down holding his throat while coughing and choking. As another one tried to grab her she bit his hand as hard as she could and kicked him in the groin. The boy fell to the ground bleeding and in pain. A blinding in pain in Amy's back took most the fight out of her as she hit the ground screaming in pain.

She looked up as one of the boys stood laughing at her with a bat in his hands. The last thing she saw was the face of the boy with the bat as he swung it at her one more time. Amy woke up some time in pain. She was laying on the ground dazed a bit as Mrs. Hahn's face came into focus along with the nurse's face.

The nurse was shining a light in her eyes as she woke up and tried to turn her head away from the bright light. “My head hurts.” Mrs. Hahn sighed in relief and then hugged Amy gently. Tabitha was sitting in a chair not far away with a bandage above her right eye. “Can you hear me Amy? Do you know who I am?”

“You're Nurse Aimes. She's Mrs. Hahn and that's Tabitha, my best friend.” “Do you know who it was that hurt you honey?” No ma'am. I never saw those boys before. I bit one of them though on the hand so his hand will hurt for a while.” The nurse laughed about that one. We caught him honey. He is having trouble walking right now and has four stitches in his hand. You got him good honey. Tabitha jumped into the fight and hit one of them for you with her own bat.

She came back to turn in some books and saw them beating you up so she grabbed a bat and started swinging until we got to you. She did good protecting you. I called your parents and they are coming to get you now. We'll find those other boys so don't worry about that.”

Amy's mom came in and got her then hugged Tabitha before we left to go see the doctor. My head still hurt and I learned that Tabitha had gotten cut by one of the boys with a knife when he tried to cut my wing. She yanked him away and he turned around and swung at her with the knife. She then kicked him in balls. The teachers arrived a few seconds later.

The doctor took pictures of the inside of my head and told me that my horns had saved me from a bad concussion. They had taken the brunt of the damage and the one on the right side had been broken off when hit by the boy with the bat. “I think it will grow back though from the look of it so soon you'll never even notice it was broken.”

I went home and went to bed. The pills the doctor gave me made me sleepy. I never even woke up when mommy changed my messy diaper. The next morning I woke up and my horn hurt a bit where it was broken but two aspirin and a glass of milk soon fixed it. I went to the park and found Tabitha waiting for me.

My wings were sore so I walked instead of flying which surprised her a bit. She finally saw me and came running over to me. “I wish I had a knife or sharp teeth like you do. I would have cut and bit them all!” I laughed and we went to playing on the swings and talking about which boys were cute and which we found as mean or annoying.

We went to our homes for lunch and agreed to meet back up that afternoon by our favorite swimming spot to go swimming. We met up at the swimming hole and dived right in. It was fun swimming here since nobody cared that we wore diapers. The cool water felt good on my wings and eased the ache in them. I splashed Tabitha several times and she splashed me back while we swam and giggled and had fun. We finally got out and dried off and then changed.

A rock came flying out of the bushes and hit Tabitha in the head I flew up out of the water to see who it was and didn't see anyone as Tabitha swam for the far shore away from where the rocks came from. She made it to the shore and someone reached out of the bushes and grabbed her.

Tabitha screamed as I flew down and got caught in a net someone threw over me. Tabitha screamed until they put a knife to her throat. I was untangling myself and was out of the net as fast as I could manage. I heard a click as I landed on the ground and saw a group of men taking Tabitha's clothes and diaper off as another held a knife to her throat.

The click I heard was a gun that was pressed into my back a moment after I heard the click. Tabitha was shaking with fear as was I. “You scream or tell anyone and We'll kill you both. One of the men tied my hands behind my back and took all my clothes before using my clothes as a gag. They shoved a rag in Tabitha's mouth then tied her hands behind her back as they smiled.

I was tied to tree and maked to watch as three of them took turns violating Tabitha. Tabitha screamed through the gag and cried and tried to get free. When they finished they tied her to a tree and had their fun talking about they wanted to do to me next. What they said was they wanted me to do was disgusting and I wont say what it was.

Finally after some discussion they untied me and held me down and tried to violate me. One of the men removed the gag and I screamed until he put his you know what in my mouth. I choked and gaged then bit down hard and heard him scream in pain as my fangs bit into it almost all the way through. I spat out the blood and wanted to throw up.

When the one holding me let go for a second I head butted him and ran for it as fast as I could. I ran through bushes and trees as best I could with my wings tied and my hands tied behind my back. I got almost to the road when they caught me. I screamed as loud as I could and struggled against them as they pulled me back into the woods.

The remaining ones gagged me and took turns using me for their pleasure like they had done to Tabitha. When the last one finished his filthy deed they laughed about what they had done to us. Three of them took Tabitha and drug her out to the middle of the swimming hole and pushed her head underwater and held her there as she struggled to come up for air.

When she let out her breath and stopped moving they came for me next. Had the police come to see who had been screaming and investigate a report of someone running naked I would have died right then. Tabitha was floating lifeless in the water as the officer arrived. One of them pointed a gun at the officer and fired.

He went down first as the officer shot him in the shoulder. The rest of them stood still as as the officer called out for his partner. I pulled Amy out of the water and tried to get her to breathe again by breathing into her mouth. The second officer called on his radio for an ambulance as I cried.

The first one kept an eye on the bastards as his partner flipped Tabitha onto her belly and pushed on her back a few times as water was maked out of her lungs. He rolled her back over and started breathing into her mouth and pushing on her chest until she suddenly started coughing and spitting up water. He rolled her onto her side and held her that way until she was breathing normally.

END PART ONE


PART TWO
Two more police cars and two ambulances arrived to take us to the hospital and to the jail. Two of the men were taken to the hospital in handcuffs. Tabitha was not awake as they took us to the hospital. I was allowed to put on a clean diaper only after a lady police officer and a woman paramedic took what they called samples and then pictures.

Tabitha was unable to wake up and was put on life support. I stayed overnight in the hospital and cried. My mother held me and stayed with me the entire time. Twice I woke up from a nightmare where they were attacking me again and both times my mother held me and calmed me down.

I swore that I would never be used again by anyone and would learn everything I could about fighting. My mother talked me out of swearing to get revenge no matter what the cost. “That is a very foolish and dangerous oath to make honey. I hope someday you learn how to help others who have been hurt this way.

Never seek revenge at any cost. It will destroy you and helps no one. Seek merely to find those that do these horrible deeds and bring them to justice with the police. Now rest little one and tomorrow we pray again for Tabitha that she wakes up and heals. Tabitha woke up a month later with minor brain damage from nearly being drowned.

Her speech was slurred but she had horrible nightmares all the time that the men were attacking her again. We both endured the nightmares together and talked with a counselor all summer long. It was in late August when the men that assaulted us finally came to trial. It took all my willpower to not cry on the first day as the lawyers talked about what had happened to us.

Tabitha broke down on the second day and started crying as she described how they held her while violating her numerous times then how one of them tried and almost succeeded in drowning her. The judge gave us a recess after that so Tabitha could calm down. I hugged her and cried with her as our parents and a counselor talked with us.

When court resumed I had to tell my story about how they had tied me up and violated me over and over again. It made me mad and I wanted to kill the men who hurt me and Tabitha this way. When the jury found them all guilty I was glad it was over.

They were sentenced four weeks later. The one who tried to drown Tabitha got 50 years for that and another 30 years for rape of a minor and other charges. The one who I bit ended up going free do to a minor mix up during his arrest. He smiled at me and Tabitha as the judge let him free and watched him walk out of the courtroom.

He lasted almost three days before someone found his dead body in a ditch. He had his you know what cut off and shoved in his mouth. His hands had been tied behind his back and his throat slit as well. To this day the murder remains unsolved and the police, strangely enough, have no leads. The other four died in prison with only one of them lasting a year before being stabbed to death by other inmates.

When school started again Tabitha and I went to a middle school and had three classes together. No one teased us about our diapers since everyone knew what had happened to us over the summer. One of the cute boys told me he was glad that I had managed to bite one of them for what he tried to do to me.

His name was Paul and he, like me, had been hurt by someone very sick and cruel. He rarely said anything about it and both Tabitha and I became friends with him. He knew all about our having to wear diapers and not once did he ever tease us about it. I wasn't sure at first, but I thought he might have a crush on Tabitha.

We went through the year with only minor problems. Tabitha started to get very bad pain in her lower back and in her front as well. By the end of the year she was diagnosed with a type of cancer. Paul spent most of his spare time with her and it seemed right to me that they liked each other.

I did get fussed at just once by a substitute teacher in the last week of school. It was funny and the whole class thought so too. “Amy would you please take off those fake horns and wings. They look nice but this is not Halloween.” Everyone laughed at this and it took a minute to get us all calmed down again.

I walked up to the front of the class and lifted the back of my shirt up so he could see clearly that the wings were real and then carefully parted my hair and proved the horns were also real. He laughed at his mistake and apologized nicely. Tabitha had missed class that day as she was at the hospital for her chemotherapy treatment.

When I visited her she looked like she was half dead. She rarely ate anything and was losing a lot of weight. I was worried about her as she was having a hard time with the treatments for her cancer. Through all the pain and nausea Paul was right by her side the whole time. It was the 14th of June when she lapsed into a coma again.

The treatment was killing her almost as fast as the damned cancer was. All of us in town raised money to help with her expenses and I even donated blood since I was a direct match for her rare blood type. The doctors did experimental surgery on her and my donated blood was given to her.

I was so worried that whole day that my mother had to remind me twice to change my wet diaper. Tabitha's surgery went as well as could be expected. She tumors pressing on her brain and spine were carefully removed. The new chemicals injected into her body began to kill the tumors.

One week after the surgery she came out of her coma. I was relieved but it was short lived. She told me I was her best friend ever and that she would miss me when she was gone. Tabitha died four hours later. A piece of tumor stopped the blood flow to her brain by blocking an artery and she passed away in her sleep.

I was devastated when I got the news that she had died. I cried at her service as did Paul who I now know for a fact was in love with her. That was yet another blow to my way of living. She had been my only friend. It took me several weeks to come out of my depression and get on with living. I tried to talk with Paul but he was still taking it hard.

Nine weeks after Tabitha died, Paul committed suicide by hanging himself. He couldn't live without her. I liked him but it was not meant to be it seems. I visited a counselor and it helped but I still swore another oath. I would never let anyone that close ever again. It hurt too much to lose a friend that close. I kept my need for diapers a secret as best I could. I made no effort to conceal my wings or the fact that I could fly. My diapers kept me out of gym class but still one of the girls in my government class found out.

April was a pretty girl with long brown hair, a pretty face and a good sized chest for her age. I was in a restroom changing in a stall that had a bad door latch. She pushed open the door and caught me with my diaper half on. By lunch time it was all over the school that I wore diapers. So much for my secret.

A good portion of the school teased me and picked on me about it. A number of times I would find diapers glued to my locker or someone would break into my locker and fill it with baby diapers, bottle, bibs and other things like this. I wish I knew who was behind these stupid pranks.

By the end of 9th grade I was getting fed up with opening my locker and finding it stuffed full of junk that I carried my books with me to all my classes and rarely opened it. The last day of school I opened it to find a bag of adult diapers in my size sitting in it with a note.

The note merely said they were from someone who was sorry for what they had done to me earlier in the year. I had no idea who it was but was not going to argue the good fortune of an entire bag of clean diapers. The ones I wore were the cheap depends and did not hold very much. The only reason my mother got them is that they were cheap and the only thing you could get in this town.

I took the diapers out of my locker and stopped at the restroom nearest me to change. I tried on one of the new ones and was surprised at the designs on them and the thickness of them. They only had one large tape on each side and cute prints on them. I loved how thick and comfortable they were. I flew home and dropped them off along with the note.

Mother was pleasantly surprised. Thinking nothing of it I grabbed a spare and put it in my fanny pack I always used to carry a spare in and then took off with my notebook and pencils. I loved writing and drawing and had six notebooks filled with drawings and stories. I took my normal route to the park and decided to not stop here today.

I found a wonderful little place a few miles away with a small stream that flowed over a short drop of about 6 feet. I started sketching out the entire place and within three hours I had it looking how I wanted. This place was so peaceful and calm that I hated to leave and go home. I had been steadily dribbling into the diaper since I changed into it several hours earlier and it was still nowhere near leaking.

I came to this place quite often as the weather warmed up. No one bothered me and it was tough to get to on foot. I sat there for long hours writing and drawing and felt almost at peace. My mind wondered to Tabitha numerous times and I ended up naming a character after her in one of my stories. My sketch of the character turned out perfect except that it looked so much like Tabitha it was saddening to me.

Three days before I was to start tenth grade mother got sick. Her nagging cough would not go away completely. Tenth grade was rough for me as I was maked to take gym class. All the girls in class soon found out I had to wear diapers and took numerous opportunities to pull my gym shorts down and laugh about it.

Within two days the entire school knew about my diapers and once again I was the target of numerous remarks and pranks. The only good thing was that no one was interested in pushing my patience too far since I was by far stronger than any of them. I proved this in gym class by bench pressing 500 pounds. When word got around that I could bench 500 pounds only a few idiots teased me about my incontinence.

The Christmas holiday was coming up fast and there was a Christmas dance scheduled for the day before we let out for the holiday. I had my eye on a couple of cute guys, but I never tried to talk to them let alone ask one of them out. It was no big shock to me when no one asked me to the dance. I did not expect anyone to do so anyways.

I was a late bloomer and as such had a small chest. Most the girls my age had a good sized chest by this time but I did not have much of a chest. I never tried out for sports or any other activity and made sure my homework was always turned in and on time. My grades in my classes were mostly B's and one D- in gym class. The gym teacher did not like the fact I wore diapers, had horns, wings, fangs, and could fly plus the fact I was stronger than any of his football players.

My last day of Gym class was no fun as usual. Tammy pulled my shorts down and everyone thought it was funny seeing me with my shorts around my ankles and my diaper in full view of everyone. Even the gym teacher found it amusing and laughed about it. I pulled my shorts up again and walked into the locker room pissed at Tammy.

Thankfully gym class was my last class of the day so after class I could shower, change and go home to forget the days events. Today was different though. Tammy and a few of her friends cornered me as I came in the locker room. Tammy hit me in the stomach as hard as she could.

I bent over in pain as she tried to knee me in the face. I turned my head and she hit my horns instead and hurt her knee. “fucking bitch!” She grabbed my horns and this time connected with my face when she kneed me. I was dazed and barely noticed when someone dumped something into my diaper from behind and laughed about it.

Tammy and the others laughed as another girl took pictures of me in a diaper that looked like it had been messed in. “Looks like the widdle baby poo pooed her widdle self.” Tammy and her friends walked off laughing as I tore off the diaper and got a shower. I changed and got my clothes on then left the school for the year vowing to learn how to fight so as to never again be a victim.

I spotted Tammy as I flew towards home and was tempted to swoop down and take her flying then drop her from about 100 feet or more. I flew on and left her alone this time as I wanted to get home and check on my mother. Her cough had gotten worse lately and I know she was hurting as well when it got cold.

Mother was baking a cake when I got home and I told her about my day. I admitted to being tempted to beat Tammy to a pulp or drop her from high altitude. She told me it was a good thing I left her alone as it would be more trouble than it was worth. I hugged and told her I was going to go out and write for a bit and would be back before it got dark.

I picked up my notebooks and pencils and left. I got to my favorite spot about 15 minutes later and found it to already be occupied by two people. I landed a short ways away and watched as they kissed and then made love. I felt lonely as I watched them making love but knew that it was better to not have anyone that close.

I finally quietly walked a short distance off and flew away without letting them know I was even there. I landed a few minutes later at the cemetery and visited Tabitha's grave site. “I still miss you Tabitha and wish you were here to talk to. I hope we meet again someday Tabitha, and soon. Life is so lonely without you here. Mom is sick and not getting better so I'm worried about her as well. I miss you my friend.”

I flew off and landed at the park. I sat down and worked on a drawing I had in mind for one of my stories until it started to get dark due to a thunderstorm moving into the area. I closed my notebook and flew home. I unlocked the door and went to change. As usual, mother was at work again. I sat down and watched a little TV but there was nothing much on without cable.

My mother came home around 1:00 am and woke me up after turning the television set off. I yawned and got up. I changed and went to bed thankful it was summer and I had no more school for a few months. I had some money saved up but not enough to take any self defense classes like I wanted. I would have to learn on my own somehow.

Looking through the public library was of no help. They had no books and all the movies were on DVD and not having a DVD player was not going to help me. Leaving the library left me feeling frustrated with no way to vent and to make matters worse, my diaper was wet and in need of a change. The parks had no public restrooms left open since it was policy of this stupid city to not open them until the 15th of June.

There was only $100.00 available to me but nothing I could afford to use it on to help me learn self defense. The library had been no help and the military surplus store had nothing of use to me either. This was turning into a frustrating day for me. The cheapest martial arts class is $200.00 and therefore out of my budget.

Finding all the restrooms closed was not helping my mood either. My diaper was reaching the point of leaking and it was only a matter of time before it leaked. My intentions of learning self defense were rapidly beginning to look hopeless. I vowed that if no one could help me that I would teach myself how to fight.

By the end of my junior year of high school I taught myself a number of dirty tricks for fighting and soon no one wanted to fight me. I met a young boy named Charles and wanted him to be the one to make me a woman. I had developed a nice angular face and a fairly good sized chest. A lot of the cute boys in school were looking at me now.

I never told my mother that I had started giving head to guys I liked. She would have been very angry about it. This pissed off one girl who came after me with fire in her eyes. I had given her boyfriend a blow job and it made her mad. She swung at me and only hit my horns. I grabbed her by the shirt and head butted her hard.

When I knocked her out I tied her, gagged her , and then blindfolded her behind a bar. I stood by and watched as five guys took turns on her. When the sixth guy came out I was already on my way out of the area. I heard her screaming through the gag as the huge man started pushing into her. It made me horny as hell and my diaper was soon soaked with more than urine as I watched him take her.

When he finally exploded inside her I left the area to catch up with a boy I wanted. Charles was walking home from the theater and I intended to give him a night he would not soon forget. Charles had been looking at me whenever he saw me and after watching Jane get raped I wanted to get some for myself.

I flew over to Charles and landed in front him. I know he liked what he saw. I grabbed him and drug him into the park bathrooms with me. I tore my diaper off and then soon had him on his back as I sat on him. “Tonight Charles, you are going to make me a woman so get ready for the tightest fuck you've ever had.

Charles did everything right that night. He took his time and slid into me little by little as I winced in pain at having never had sex before. He held me as he finally sank all the way into me and waited for my body to adjust. He brought me to five orgasms that night. It felt wonderful at the time and made me sore as hell the next day.

He caught up to me three days later in school and hugged me gently. Even though it was just supposed to be a one night stand it ended up being much more. He seemed to honestly care and I found myself wanting him for more than just sex. I learned how to cook his favorite foods and he learned everything about pleasing me in and out of bed.

Within two months we were thinking seriously of getting married and starting a family of our own. I seriously loved him dearly. We spent almost all of our free time together talking, hiking, making love and even swimming when the weather permitted. He completed me and with him in my arms, the world seemed right.

Charles got sick and three months later he was gone. Taken not by another woman but instead by an aggressive form of cancer in the lymph-nodes that nothing seemed to work on. I was crushed when he died. I thought nothing could be worse than this but I was wrong. The curse on my mother took her next. Her cough got worse as her own cancer spread slowly and painfully.

Nothing worked and everything seemed to make her pain worse. Her hair fell out from the treatments and she lost most of her weight. It took almost nine moths for her to finally die. She died in agonizing pain as nothing worked to stop the pain. Her final act before being taken to the hospital was to burn her old book she had warned me to never even touch.

I managed to keep the tiny place cleaned long enough to finish high school. I graduated with honors and received a scholarship to go to college. I still had to find a part time job to afford my diapers as my mother had left nothing but medical bills behind.

I worked at a convenience store part time near the college to pay for my supplies and some food as well. It was not a glamorous job but my unusual looks brought in many curious customers and a few college students as well. Due to my appearance and incontinence my dorm room was a private room. Having no room mates made getting to know anyone tough.

My bust had come in during high school and I also grew to be 6' 2” in height. My wings were were now a dark purple color and my horns took on a light brownish color. They had the same texture as a ram's horns do and were just as tough. My fangs remained the same height as the rest of my teeth and I never grew a tail or had my legs end in cloven hoofs like a succubus from some video game.

I dress comfortably but never try to look like a slut wanting to get laid at the drop of a pin. Throughout my freshman year of college I maintained very high grades in all my courses but had no boyfriends. In fact, there were no friends at all which was lonely but not unexpected. I'm not certain, but I think that the majority of the guys on the campus were a bit intimidated by my appearance and thus afraid to date me.

This was fine with me as none of the guys could hold up against the memory of Charles and the love we shared for those few wonderful months before he died. The job continued on as normal with nothing spectacular ever happening until the football team won the state championship. They stopped in and all bu trashed the store in their excitement. Thee of them tried to drag me into the restroom to rape me. I put a stop to that idea real fast.

The captain of the team found out how strong I am as I threw him across the store when he tried to fondle my breasts. I bit a second one hard enough to draw blood with my fangs. He screamed in pain and let go of my mouth he had been trying to gag with his hand. The third one had been trying to work my jeans and diaper off of me when I grabbed him and sent him sailing out of the restroom to join the captain of the team.

The one with the bleeding hand I gave a kick in the rump to send him sprawling face down across the floor. Seeing me step out of the restroom with my eyes almost seeming to glow scared the rest of the idiots off. I picked up the captain of the team when one of the second string players for the team came in and laughed when he saw the three players on the floor.

His name was Mark Addams and he was not only nice, but good looking. “Want a hand taking the trash out ma'am?” He grabbed the captain of the team and smiled at me as he carried him to the trash dumpster and threw him in it. I grabbed the other two and dropped them in as well while he held the lid open for me. It seemed funny that he was willing to toss his team mates in the smelly trash dumpster like the garbage I considered them to be.

He stuck around and helped me do an inventory of everything the team had ruined. Once it was done he helped me clean up the store and straighten things out before my boss arrived to survey the damage. He refused to step into the office or behind the counter which raised my opinion of him. When it was all done he payed for a soda and some chips before shaking my hand and leaving.

The owner arrived as I was getting ready to turn out the lights and close up for the night. “You did a nice job of cleaning up in here. Are those three idiots still in the dumpster?” “Unless they woke up and climbed out then most likely they are.” The owner looked at the video of the attempted rape and laughed as he saw all three of them go sailing out of the restroom within 5 seconds of having entered it.

He watched the footage of Mark coming in and politely helping me clean this mess up and not try to steal anything or go where he should not. When the till was counted it came out even for the night so no problems there. I changed my wet diaper and then ran out the last of the trash. With this done I locked up the store and set the alarm. A last double check of the building was nothing unusual for me but it impressed the owner.

With everything secured I flew up and checked the roof hatch and found it unlocked. I informed the owner and he went in and locked it and waited while I made sure one more time that everything was secure. I told him it was all secure and so we reset the alarm and left.

The entire football team was maked to chip in and pay for the damages to the store and for the product they ruined. They were told it was either pay up now or pay up in court with three of them facing attempted rape charges as well as underage consumption. The team payed up and I never had any troubles with them again. They told Mark that for his part in humiliating the team's three top players that he was banned from playing next year.

I found out later from the gossip mongers that Mark laughed and told them it did not matter as he was never allowed to play in any of the games anyways so it was no loss. Two weeks before the summer vacation was to begin Mark came in again but had a gorgeous young lady with him. This bothered me but I refused to let it show. I had hoped he would maybe ask me out but no such luck with the blonde goddess on his arm.


END PART TWO



PART THREE
I talked with Mark politely for a few minutes before he introduced the girl with him. “I'm forgetting my manners. Amy, this is Maria. Maria, this is Amy. She's the best looking woman on campus.” I laughed at that one and shook my head. “If that were only so. I spend every night here or with my nose buried in a text book. I don't go out with anyone and haven't since a few years ago. With the way my luck runs I'll be single for life.”

I talked with them a few more minutes before they had to leave. She seemed like a real nice and smart girl as well as super attractive. I sighed and thought to myself, “So much for asking him for a date with that blonde goddess around. Oh well, need to stay single anyways or it will affect my grades. Plus if he found out my secret he'd want nothing to do with me.”

I closed up that night and walked back home alone as always. It seems like nothing in the romance world was going to change for me. The one boy I fall in love with and is so perfect for me dies and the next nice one is taken. The only ones left are jerks it seems. I got into my dorm room and was shocked to find it had been ransacked by someone.

It did no good to report it as the campus security officer was a falling down drunk and worthless. My clothes would need to be washed now. My diapers had been scattered all over my bed. My text books had been tossed onto the floor as well. It was a mess that took an hour to clean up. The cheap lock on my dorm room could be pickled easily so this was the third time this month my room had been looked over for loot.

I have nothing of any real value. I don't wear any jewelry except for a cheap digital $5.00 watch. I never leave cash in the room and I don't own a computer, TV, or even a radio. What little I make is enough to keep me in diapers and food. I can not afford any luxuries. This was another reason I was not worried about the break in. There was nothing here worth stealing unless they wanted my diapers or my textbooks.

I finished cleaning up and started on reading the next 100 pages of my chemistry text book. By the time it was finished, my diaper was in sorry shape and in dire need of changing. I changed and sighed as I went to bed alone as always. I wished the foolish wish that I could have someone nice but I knew it could never be. They would die, find a better looking girl, or leave me because of my diapers.

It does no good to be stupid enough to get your hopes up since they only get knocked down and walked on every time. I turned out the light and went to sleep frustrated and lonely as always. Class the next day was easy as I had read the pages as required and maked myself to refuse to stop reading until I had it all done and memorized. The professor gave us a surprise test that most in the class did not do well on. My score came back as a 96% thanks to my good study habits.

I saw Mark four more times that week and each time he was alone and between classes. I saw him once during lunch and he was sitting with the blonde girl so I just grabbed a quick snack and walked out before he saw me. I was not about to interfere in anyone's relationship no matter how good or bad it may be. It kept me out of trouble.

Constantly reminding myself that there was no one for me allowed me to keep my feelings from being used as a rug. Knowing not to try for anyone made my life lonely and depressing but it was better than letting someone close so they could hurt you again. This is the the lesson I learned from falling in love with Charles and watching him die while there was nothing I could do about it. The pain I felt from his passing still haunted me.

The last few days of school found me eating a quick snack for lunch and sitting alone at a table far away in a corner where no one ever looked. As I ate I refused to look at any of the guys and instead focused on my text books so I would keep my grades high enough to hopefully receive another scholarship. Without the scholarship I could not afford college.

I saw Mark everyday and made sure to pass by a ways off so as not to intrude on him and his girlfriend. It's for the best as finals were coming up and I was studying hard for them. With nothing better to do outside of work and no other books or magazines to read, I read my text books to pass the time.

When finals came I saw mark again in the cafeteria and as always glanced at him a moment before averting my gaze and walking off to my secluded corner to eat and read my text books for perhaps the hundredth time each. I ate my food and buried my nose in a book and closed it when there was only 15 minutes left to get to my chemistry class.

I passed Mark in the halls as he and the blonde girl went to their separate classes. “Lucky girl” I thought to myself as I averted my gaze and refused to look at him anymore. I did my final exams in chemistry and nervously turned in my paperwork to the professor then went to change before I leaked. Being poor meant wearing the cheapest diapers you can find and thus making frequent changes as well.

I finished changing in the nearest restroom and was walking out of the stall when Mark's girlfriend walked in and saw me throwing my wet diaper in the trash. I figured she would soon tell Mark and everyone else and that would ruin any and all chances ever for me to find a boyfriend.

I exited the restroom as she looked at me curiously. Once I was clear of the building I took to the air for a short flight to my dorm building three blocks away. With no choice but to find another job in order to afford dorm room rent in the summer I looked through the paper for something. I found only one possible job but it was at an adult book store.

I wrote down the address and went to see about it. I think I spooked the owner a bit when I walked in. People on campus have gotten used to my appearance, but to most others it is a bit of a shock seeing me the first time. He recovered quick enough and was polite to me.

I inquired about the job and was given an interview on the spot. When Informed him that I also worked at the convenience store near the college he seemed relieved at having interviewed someone with cash register experience. I was hired shortly after and asked to close three nights a week when I did not close at the convenience store. I dressed a bit too conservatively at first and hardly any of the customers stayed long. The next week I decided to try a different approach and thus changed my wardrobe for the book store job.

I purchased a black leather bikini that barely covered anything and a whip as well. The whip was coiled and hung from a modified leather strap on the bottoms of the bikini. Within a week of wearing this outfit business picked up. The drawback was that most of the men came in and only drooled over my figure without purchasing anything.

I tried another trick then and posted a sign saying there was a $1.00 cover charge. The money would be credited towards any purchase of $10.00 or more in the store. It worked out nicely for me. The serious customers continued to show up while the ones who just wanted to see me in the bikini were unwilling to pay the cover fee. The owner liked the idea as well and revenue slowly increased.

It was July 3rd when an embarrassed Mark and the blonde girl came into the store. He looked ready to run out if she let him go. It was funny to see him turn red as she shopped for a vibrator for herself. I couldn't resist teasing him. “Fancy meeting you here Mark.”

Mark turned around at hearing my voice and turned the brightest shade of red as he got a very good look at my body. “See anything you like? On the shelves that is.” Mark tried to leave and the girl grabbed him. “Oh no you don't! You were warned about what would happen if you lost that bet to me! You are not backing out now and you are most definitely buying me a new toy since you chased off my last boyfriend with a baseball bat.”

Now I was confused. “Can I offer you something Mark? A video or perhaps a blow up doll or maybe a pocket pussy? We have a wide selection of magazines as well. Look over everything and I'll be back shortly. Nature calls.” Not being able to wear a diaper in the bikini bottom made it a pain trying to stay dry. I used the heaviest bladder pad I could fit in the bottoms and it worked as long as I changed regularly.

I Dumped the used pad and pasted a clean one in the bottoms before returning to the sales floor. Mark and the blonde girl, Maria were waiting patiently at the register with a selection of items. I rang them up and teased Mark a bit. “Yes Mark, they are real. Feel free to touch them and find out for yourself.”

Mark was as red as I had ever seen him or anyone. Maria laughed about it and made him pay for the three toys she wanted. Mark tried one more time to leave when Maria grabbed him again. “Come on Mark, go ahead and give them a feel for yourself. She said you could.” Mark broke free and walked out. Both of us busted out laughing about it.

“Just so you know, I'm not his girlfriend. I'm his older sister and I never told him about the restroom where I saw you. He has a hell of a crush on you and is afraid to tell you. I bet him on a game and his team lost by one point. To pay up he has to buy me three new toys and ask you out. Before I go get him, I'm curious about that day in the restroom.”

“I'm incontinent and have been for quite a few years. I have a bladder pad on under the bottoms right now. So tell me, when he finds out I have to use protection how long will it take him to laugh at me or tell me to get lost? I like him but I wont let anyone close to me again after what happened with Charles. I can't go through that kind of again again.

Here is something to keep him excited though.” I removed my bikini and posed for a picture of me nude. I pulled the bottom back on and then tied the top back in place. “Let him have the picture of me with my blessings. Tell him I said to take care and have a good life.”

Maria caught up with me after I closed the store. “What is bothering you so much Amy that you wont let anyone close to you? I see you look at my brother longingly but you refuse to say anything to him or anyone for that matter. Why?” “I don't let anyone get that close ever again. It hurt too much the first time! Besides, it's not like he would want me if he knew I have to wear diapers!”

I flew off crying and remembered the pain of losing Charles. I remembered vowing to never let anyone else get that close again. I landed near a park on the far side of town and hit a tree in my anger. The tree had a huge imprint of my hand in it and already my hand began swelling. I have a great amount of strength is true, but I can not put my hand through cement or even a tree. I'm not impervious to harm.

I let myself cry for an hour before returning to my dorm room alone as always. My hand hurt like hell and was turning black and blue and swelling way up. I walked out of my dorm room and locked the door behind me. I made my way to the campus clinic only to find it closed. I found a phone book and looked up the location of the hospital.

It was a 20 minute drive due to a river and the bridge being a fair distance away from the campus. I took off flying and held my sore hand. It took me five minutes to get to the hospital by way of flying. I landed at the entrance to the E.R. and walked in quietly. I saw a number of other patients waiting and far more deserving of care than I was.

I shook my head and started walking off. No need to bother the doctors and waste their time. A nurse walking in bumped my hand by accident and I almost hit the proverbial ceiling from the pain. I caught my breath and continued walking out until she grabbed me and called me by name. “I'm alright ma'am. Those good people in there need your help far more than I do.”

“Bullshit Amy! Get you're cute ass back in there right now! That hand is all kinds of fucked up and obviously hurting! I'm betting it is broken.” I was surprised to see Maria was the nurse but again shook my head and got ready to fly away once I was clear of the building. “I'm fine. It's nothing that you need waste your valuable time on.”

I escaped her grasp and walked outside and took to the sky. She stood looking at my worthless hide as I flew off. The pain was bad but it was better than letting my selfishness deny someone else urgent care. With a quick stop at the convenience store nearby I purchased a bottle of Ibuprofen.

I got to my dorm room and emptied the ice cube trays out into a plastic bag and put my hand inside it to numb it and ease the pain and swelling. It hurt like hell for a few minutes but soon became pleasantly numb. I refilled the ice cube trays and put them in the freezer then took and opened the bottle of Ibuprofen. I took nine of the pills and changed myself into a dry diaper.

Pain greeted me the next day as and the hand was just as sore if not worse. I got up and numbed the hand again like I did in the night. I made a pad out of some rags and then used an old ankle wrap and some safety pins. Between the layers of pad were old Popsicle sticks to act as a splint that kept me from bending the hand.

Today was a rare day for me. Both jobs had me scheduled as being off work for the day. By 3:00 pm the hand was hurting badly and no amount of ibuprofen would dull the pain. I changed my diaper one more time before deciding to go get it looked at. Changing my diaper with only one hand was difficult to do and hurt like hell.

The campus clinic was open this time so I walked in and saw Mark looking for someone. I shook my head and walked out before he could see me. Bad enough I hurt my mother and the only man to ever love me, but to hurt another person as kind and sweet as Mark was not something I could allow myself to do.

I went back home and took another ten Ibuprofen and put my hand on ice again. My food in the dorm room was down to enough to milk for one glass. I grabbed my wallet and flew to a store a mile away. I was careful not to bump the hand as I picked up a bag of frozen burritos and a gallon of milk. I grabbed another bottle of Ibuprofen and went to the checkout.

I was almost to the checkout when store security grabbed me by the busted hand. I doubt he ever knew what hit him. I screamed in pain and hit him with my good hand. He went flying as I sank to my knees in pain. Tears rolled down my face as I held my sore hand and tried to catch my breath. The pain made thinking difficult.

The poor security guard went flying back a good 15 feet before hitting a freezer hard and not moving. Two more store clerks came running and I growled at them as they reached for me. Seeing my fangs and horns up close made them think twice about touching me. A third one saw my hand and left for a few minutes.

While the other two were trying to revive the out cold security guard my bad hand was making doing anything tough due to the immense pain. My relief arrived shortly in the form of the third clerk. She had a bag of ice with her. “I wont touch you ma'am. I see the hand is all swollen though and thought this might help ease the pain in it. Feel free to take what time you need.” She was nice to me and simply held the bag of ice out for me to take.

I took the bag of ice and then put my bad hand in it. It took a few minutes for the ice to make it numb again. The other two clerks picked up the security guard and half carried half drug him into the back of the store. The lady that handed me the bag of ice picked up my few groceries off the floor and put them in a small basket I could carry with my good hand.

“Sorry for hitting that guy ma'am. My hand is little sore and when he grabbed it I over reacted. I'll put these back now and go. Again ma'am, my sincerest apologies for hurting him and my thanks to you for this ice.” I got up off the floor and grabbed the basket with my good hand.

I put back the few items I was going to buy and then left empty handed. For one brief moment I wanted someone to hold me, but quickly snapped back to reality. I vowed to never let anyone get that close again. It was bad enough I hurt one family and even killed my mother, I could not allow it to happen to anyone else no matter how bad I might want them.

I stopped by the clinic on the way back and this time Mark was not there. With a sigh of relief I walked inside to get my hand looked at. My stomach growled at me but I ignored it. After what I did today there would be no more shopping at that store ever again. I walked over to the sign in window and rang the bell once then waited.

A minute later a nice looking young man appeared. “Can I help you ma'am?” “I need some pain relief for my hand is all. It is a bit sore today so I was wondering if you have any over the counter pain relievers that work better than ibuprofen. If not then I'll be on my way.” The guy was cute and nice. Exactly the kind of guy I could never have. “Can I see the hand? Once I have a brief look at it we can work on stopping the pain by fixing the cause of the pain.”

I unwrapped my hand very carefully and he grimaced a bit as he saw it. “I'm not a doctor ma'am, but I am willing to believe it is broken. If you can just follow me back here we can get an X-ray of the hand and see what that shows us.” The boy was trying hard not to look at my ass or my chest and to concentrate on the job instead.

He took me to a back room and put some ice on the hand for a few minutes out of kindness. “I know it's only temporary relief ma'am, but I think if we numb it up then getting an X-ray with it numb will be easier on you.” The guy returned a few minutes later after the ice numbed my hand. “Let's get that hand looked at now ma'am. Follow me please.”

He took me to the X-ray room and had me very carefully set my hand flat on the X-ray table with a soft pad under it. After setting a lead vest around me he let me know he was going to do an X-ray of it and then vanished behind the safety glass and used the machine. He took two pictures of the hand then led me back to the room.

A doctor came in a few minutes later to look at my hand. The guy that took the X-ray views of my hand showed up as she was looking at the hand very carefully. “You are a lifesaver Brad. I wish I had a bunch more workers like you. It would make my job a lot easier.” “You're welcome ma'am. I took a top down picture first, then took a side view picture as well. I hope the pictures help ma'am.”

The doctor looked at the pictures then shook her head. “I don't know how you did it miss, but you broke your hand in four places and your wrist in two places. I'll give you a shot to put you to sleep for a few minutes while we set the bones then we can put it in a splint that will keep everything straight and protected while it heals.

She went out into the hall and returned with two items for me. The first was the shot, and the second was a fresh diaper. This woman was really nice about helping me change and asked only a few minor questions as she helped me change. When I was in a fresh diaper she clicked off the do not interrupt light and Brad walked in. He took the used diaper and threw it away somewhere then returned to help set my hand and wrist bones while I was asleep for a few minutes.

I woke up and the doctor already had a full hand and wrist splint under my hand. She was putting the top padding in place carefully between the fingers and Brad was fetching an elastic wrap for the hand. They padded the top heavily and wrapped the elastic bandage around the hand very carefully. The hand felt much better but I knew the bill was going to be high as I had no student medical coverage.

“I'm going to give you some medication for the pain. You should not take that splint off for the next two days. It will take that long for the swelling to go down. I want you back here in two days so we can put a smaller splint on your hand. The pain shot I gave you will help numb the pain, but it will make you drowsy. No flying or driving until at least tomorrow. I'll get you cab home if you need it.”

“I live in the dorms on campus ma'am so I will not need a cab.” “Brad here will walk you to your dorm room then. He is a complete gentleman as you may have noticed so I have no worries about him trying anything as long as you behave and don't keep him out too late. If you want to seduce him though then call here so I know when he will be free again.”

Brad turned red and the doctor laughed at him. “Seriously though miss, He wont do anything impolite to you. I just enjoy teasing him is all. Let him walk you home though and then I'll know you made it home safe.” I left the clinic with my hand wrapped up and feeling tired. Brad was a perfect gentleman the whole walk to my dorm room. Once he made certain I was going to be fine he kissed my good hand and left.

He was just the perfect type of guy I could fall for. Both him and Mark were perfect guys and I wanted someone so bad but knew it could never be. With Mark knowing both my places of employment I needed to find two new jobs and quit the other two so I did not run the risk of seeing him again and messing up his life.

I crawled into bed and did not wake up until the next day. My diaper was soaked and in need of changing. My stomach was empty and in need of food, and my hand was letting me know it still hurt. A lovely way to greet the new day. I managed to get changed and took two pain pills as directed then washed them down with water. The milk in the fridge had to be dumped as it had gone bad on me.

Once the pain pills took effect I quietly got dressed and made my way to a convenience store for some food. Today was going to be a long day. I got just a package of burritos as my money was super low currently. I took the food to my dorm room and found a notice that I was going to be assigned a room mate. I had hoped to keep a private room but no such luck.

I cleaned up and set my text books on a small shelf on just one side of the room. I hid my diapers under the bathroom washbowl in the cabinet it sat on. After that it was a quick dusting and move my small bag of clothes to one side of the room. I had to work at 3:00 that after noon until 6:00pm at the convenience store then from 7:00pm to closing at the adult book store.

I did my shift at the convenience store and was relieved by Jake at 7:00 pm. I stopped at the room and ate a burrito then changed into a fresh pad and a leather and vinyl bikini that showed off everything. My new room mate had not yet arrived and I wondered who it would be. Business was slow that night so closing and cleaning was easy. I was relieved to have seen no sign of Mark the entire time.

Okay, part of me was relieved and another part of me was disappointed at not seeing him. I took two more pain pills then grabbed mu coat and keys to leave the store. I heard gunshots from outside the store and locked the door immediately. This was the third time this week. The neighborhood was getting bad.

When I saw the police finally come around I locked up and made my way back to my dorm room. I was stopped a few blocks later by a police officer who wanted to play 20 questions and insisted on searching me. I made it easy on him. I removed my top and lifted my tits then dropped the bottom off and bent over with my legs spread wide to give him a full view of everything. What can I say, I was horny.

I got my bikini back on and walked home as the pain pills made flying a bit too risky. It normally takes about ten minutes for me to fly home, but walking home took 45 minutes and the damned pad kept rubbing me the wrong way and was making me horny as hell. By the time I reached the dorm I was so horny I would have fucked the first guy that looked at me. I entered into the room and shut the door behind me. I took off my top and and my coat and then made my way to the bathroom. I had just taken off my bottom and was grabbing a diaper when the bathroom door opened.

In walked Mark. More like staggered. He was half asleep and stopped when he saw me. He turned red and then exited the bathroom quickly. I grabbed a clean diaper and took it with me out of the bathroom. I would find out later why he was in my room. For now I he was just what I needed.

“I don't know why you're here and I don't care. I am so damned horny I can't think straight right now so prepare to get your ever loving brains fucked out.” I tackled him and soon had his clothes off. I kissed him and slid him into me. Damn it felt good to get laid again after so long of denying myself any pleasure.

He was very good to me and gave me a night of pleasure I'll always remember. I'm not sure which one of us needed the release more. Him or me, but we both enjoyed it. I woke up several hours later and promptly attacked him again. I couldn't help it. I wanted him so damned bad it was not funny. By the time we were done making like rabbits we were exhausted. He changed me gently and then kissed me passionately before covering me with a blanket and going back to his own bed.

When I woke up later he had set a fresh diaper out for me and my robe. He had managed to set up curtain of a sorts not far from my bed so I had some privacy. I suddenly remembered right then that I had fucked his brains out several times and had not used a condom nor was I on the pill. Oh shit!

I heard him moving around and threw on a clean diaper diaper then my robe. I called out before coming around the curtain. “Are you dressed yet?” “It's safe. I am fully clothed and promise to keep my hands and opinions to myself.” I almost said what I was thinking but that would have led to me taking him to bed and fucking his brains out again.

I yawned and went to the bathroom medicine cabinet for my pain pills. I took two of them and washed them down with water. The hard part was coming up and I dreaded it. Taking a deep breath I walked out of the bathroom. “Um Mark, about last night, I'm sorry for doing that. If you want me to leave I will and you can have the room for yourself.”

Mark simply walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek and then pulled me into a hug. “I know I want you Amy, but it was not a normal night for either of us. The jerks at the party I stopped at spiked my drink as a joke. I was so horny myself it was not remotely funny. When you came at me last night I couldn't fight it any longer and I took advantage of you. I'm sorry.”

I was surprised at this but needed to lay down some ground rules. “We were both in bad shape last night. I needed it and so did you. You did nothing wrong and made me scream in pleasure numerous times. My only regret is not using protection. I don't think we should ever do that again though. As much as I want you, I don't dare let you get close to me.

I can not risk screwing up your life by getting involved with you. Doing so would be stupid and selfish of me. With that being said, if you go out and hook up at a party and bring her here that is fine. I'll stay on the other side of the curtain and say nothing. I don't take up much space and everything I need is on the other side of the curtain except for my protection I need to wear.

I don't make any noise and spend most my time reading and working. I rarely eat more than once a day so most the space in refrigerator is yours. I will not eat anything of yours or touch anything of yours unless instructed by you to do so. I'll be more careful from now on about dressing and undressing as well. I'll be behind the curtain whenever I dress or undress.”

I made a small modification of setting a clip light above my bed so I did not disturb Mark and could read at night. When the next year started I once again received a full scholarship on the strength of my grades alone. I made very sure to avoid Mark as much as I could. I got lucky that I never got pregnant and that my hand healed correctly.

In the five months since Mark moved in I saw him with no shirt on only once. I liked what I saw but reminded myself I could not have him or anyone else for that matter and maked myself to look away. Mark payed half the rent which helped me to save up some money. Anytime I needed to change I simply went into the bathroom and locked the door.

Mark had put in a locking doorknob for me after having walked in one time while I was changing. He closed his eyes and left the bathroom. He apologized to me when I came out and promised to not ever do that again. I spent all my free time studying and doing homework. Not having any friends made the choice easy. I was never invited to any parties either and usually used my fingers or an occasional toy to help relieve stress.

By the time Christmas break came I felt like hell. The man I so desperately wanted lived on the other side of the curtain from me but I did not dare even touch him. It was a lonely and miserable holiday. While he went to spend it with his sister, I stayed in the dorm room alone and studying. I still had no radio, no television, and no computer.

What little I had left over after paying rent, buying food, and buying diapers went straight to paying off the doctor bill at the clinic. Even had I managed to save up some money for buying gifts, I had no one to give them to. I lied to Mark and told him I was going home to see my family for the holiday so he would not feel guilty and drag me to see his. I still remembered the vow I made and stuck to it no matter how much it hurt.

The alternative was even more painful. Fall in love then end up losing them to disease, accident or in some other messed up way. Then spend several months trying to get over them. Crying and wishing it could have been different or that you could die as well. Staying forever alone was the best option. They get to live happy lives and I get the satisfaction of knowing that my cursed life never messed them up.

It was Christmas eve and I had just turned out the light after spending seven hours reading all of my textbooks from cover to cover. I changed my wet diaper and crawled into bed trying not to cry. I heard the lock on my door getting unlocked and then heard someone walk in. I figured it was Mark. Since he thought I was supposed to be with my family I stayed silent and never said a word as tears of loneliness rolled down my face.

I was trying real hard to be as silent as I could but he must have heard me. “I thought you were at your family's place for the holiday. Why are you here and alone?” Not having any handy lies made up I just stayed silent and pulled the blanket over my head and tried to fake slumber in the hope he would soon leave.

“Care to talk about it Amy? I can hear you crying.” “I don't want to ruin your holiday. Go have a nice holiday Mark. I'll be alright.” “Bullshit! This is not the first time I have heard you trying to hide your crying from me. Something is ripping you apart and unless you deal with it then it will eventually kill you.” “It is nothing you can help with so go on and enjoy your holiday. It will resolve itself in a few days.” “I'll be back later then. If you want to talk then let me know.”

Amy cried hard for a few minutes as she listened to Mark walk out and shut the door behind him. Amy finally had enough of the emptiness two days later. She dropped her diary on his bed then tied the sheets together and threw them over the rafters above the suspended ceiling tiles. She tied her wings shut so they would not interfere with what she had planned.

She was so tired of the pain and could take no more of it. She tied one short end around her neck and quietly said goodbye to the world of pain. She stepped off the desk with the sheet tied around the rafters and the other end around her neck.

END PART THREE



PART FOUR
Mark was talking to his sister as they pulled into the dorm parking lot. “Maybe you can get her to talk. I hear her crying a lot but she refuses to talk about it. I'm worried about her. She spends her time working, going to class and then studying. She never goes out anywhere and hardly eats. When she does have free time she studies and doesn't write or draw like she used to do. Something is tearing her up inside.”

Mark opened the door to the door and freaked when he saw Amy hanging lifeless from a makeshift rope in a suicide attempt. Her pill bottle was empty as well and Maria grabbed a sharp knife to cut her down. After a minute of cutting they got her down. She was not breathing and was cold to the touch. Maria felt no pulse and there was no breathing.

Maria started CPR and was doing mouth to mouth as Mark called 911. Amy's heart responded and she started breathing a few moments later. An ambulance crew showed up 10 minutes later as Mark guided them down the hall in a hurry. A few students still around looked out in curiosity to see what was going on. No one expected to see Amy carried out on a gurney with a paramedic doing CPR on her as they wheeled her to the ambulance. The medication was making it hard to keep her heart beating.

It was obvious to them that it was definite suicide attempt and that she might not live to receive counseling. Mark found her note on his bed. “I found a way to beat the pain. It is best this way. Please don't save me. Loving me will result in you getting killed by my terrible curse. It is much better this way. I wish I could have loved you the way you deserve to be loved. You are a damned nice guy but you deserve far better than a freak like me. My crappy diary and everything in it will shed some light on this. Anything of mine that is left is now yours as I will have no further need of it ever. Have a good life Mark and I hope someday you find a wonderful woman and make her happy.”

Mark showed his sister the note and picked up her diary. He was reluctant to read it. Once the police took all the pictures and got statements from him and his sister they finally left. Mark read the diary as he and his sister waited in the hospital for word on Amy. Back at the dorm room he had found several notebooks full of stories and wonderful drawings. One notebook contained nothing but sketches of him and notes about how much she wished he could be hers.

Mark finished reading the diary and handed it to his sister to read. She confessed being in love with Mark but knowing she could never have him. She detailed everything that had happened to her and how her only true love had died of cancer and then how cancer had taken her mother. She was cursed to never have anyone to love. The last boy she had asked out had been killed in a drive by shooting. He had been caught in the crossfire of rival drug gangs and died from multiple gunshot wounds.

When Maria finished the diary she handed it back to Mark. A doctor came out as she was about to say something. “I'm doctor Rosen. She is in critical shape right now but alive. The pills combined with her hanging herself almost finished her off. I don't know if there is any brain damage yet. We have a specialist coming in the morning. Until then all we can do is wait and see if she wakes up. Does she have any family that we can notify?”

“She has no family left alive. Her mother died a few years back from cancer and her father died in a car crash. She didn't even have a lot of friends. I was her only friend. Can we see her for just a few minutes?” “I don't see any harm in it. It is not a pretty sight though. She is on full life support and dialysis to clean the toxins from her bloodstream.”

The doctor led the two of them to the room Amy was in. She was on a ventilator, and a dialysis machine as well. A nasty looking bruise was on her neck where she had almost broken her neck with the makeshift noose. Mark kissed her on the cheek and whispered in her ear. “Fuck the curse, I love you and want you back.”

The breathing tube was removed five days later and the dialysis machine was unhooked two days after that. Amy continued to breathe on her own and her heart beat a steady rhythm as well, but Amy was still comatose. Mark visited everyday for as long as he could. He doubted she would ever wake up but he wished she would.

After almost three months of waiting they made arrangements to transfer Amy to care home. They were in the middle of transferring her when she woke up. She had been in a dark and painful place being tortured endlessly. When she fought her way to the light she woke up. A few moments later her memories came flooding back to her.

Amy sat up as they were halfway between the building and the ambulance being used to transfer her. She broke the restraints and knocked over the two men moving her gurney. She ripped the gown off of her and spread her wings. A moment later she was airborne again and quickly leaving the ground behind.

Tears flowed down her face as she knew that no matter what happened, she would not die but would feel an eternity of pain on Earth unless the curse was somehow broken. She landed in the burned out remains of an old factory building and scrounged around for clothing and something to make a diaper of some sort out of.

Mark pulled in to the care center parking lot and was shocked to hear what had happened with Amy. He racked his brain trying to think where she might have gone but had no clue. It was frustrating to know she was awake and to not be able to even see her. He wanted to tell her so many things and to hold her and let her cry on his shoulder.

Amy slept in the remains of an old office where someone had left a bunch of old clothes laying along with a bedroll. She was awakened hours later as a man grabbed her throat and then put a knife to it. Amy looked at him without fear. “Go ahead and kill me. It makes no difference to me. Rape me if you want. I no longer care.”

The man held her down as he pulled her clothes off her and then had his way with her. During the entire process she never cried out and instead laid in place and seemed not to care if she was alive or dead. Twice more during the day the man pulled Amy to her knees and maked himself onto her. The second time he had entered her anally and still she did not resist.

After three days he had two others join him. Amy let all three men have their turns with her while wanting only to have one of them kill her. Twice she was used by all three men at the same time and still she did not fight or make any sound. They never had to threaten her either. They would just pull her onto her knees and make their way into her.

After a week, Amy figured no one would kill her so she flew off in search of a fast way to die. She no longer cared who saw her or what they did to her. She only wanted someone to end her misery by killing her. Amy interrupted a gang turf war and was shot twice in the head, but her horns deflected the bullets each time.

She was found one night near the near of September when she was spotted by Mark as he passed through a park. She was sitting on a table not caring what happened to her. Tired of being alone she hoped that the expected freezing temperatures would finish her off and let her finally find peace. Loneliness was tearing her apart inside, but it was better than getting involved with someone and then losing them again.

“Amy? Is that you? Amy looked up and saw the one person in all the world she wanted and it opened up the old familiar pains in her. Instead of answering him she got up and walked away trying to not look back at what she could never have. It hurt but she felt it was her own fault for being stupid enough to fall in love again. At that point she only wished she could just die and finally stop the pain.

Mark almost reached her when she took off flying away again. She was so tired and weak from not eating for almost a month that she fell after only a minute of flight. She picked herself up and tried to walk off but was dizzy and could barely stand. She crawled into some bushes and laid down as mark called out her name and tried to find her.

She closed her eyes and hoped she would not wake up ever again. Blackness finally overtook her as her body began to shut down from cold. Mark found her where she had crawled to and managed to pull her out. Her body was thin and she had stopped shivering when mark pulled her out and wrapped his coat around her.

He carried her to his new apartment and put her in his bed. While she slept he went back out and bought a bag of diapers for her then returned to his apartment. She was still asleep and never woke up as he put a clean diaper on her. Mark called his sister and got her out of bed.

“Sorry to wake you Maria. I need your help. I found her. I put her in my bed and put her in a clean diaper. She's super thin and when I found her she had stopped shivering. Thanks sis. I owe you big time.”

Maria showed up 20 minutes later and took Amy's pulse, temperature and blood pressure. Her temperature was still a bit low and that worried Maria. When she wakes up you need to get her to eat a little bit. She's lost a lot of weight. Start out with some warm broth first. If she keeps that down then give her some soup. I think she'll wake up when she gets enough rest and warms up more. If something else happens then call me right away. If it's real bad then call 911. I'll come back tomorrow after work and check on her again.

If she wants to talk then by all means let her do so. She's carrying around a lot guilt and fear and it is tearing her apart. I know you care a great deal about her and I know she was in love with you so it is going to be tough for her.”

Amy woke up two days later while Mark was changing her wet diaper. When he finished she tried to sit up and found she could barely move due to being so weak. “Hello again Amy. Think you could hold down some warm broth?” Amy was unsure where she was but she was starving and in Mark's care.

Mark helped her sit up and then braced her up with some pillows. “I have some warm broth ready to go and some brad to dip into it.” Mark poured some warm broth into a cup and grabbed a slice of bread as well for her. He returned and helped her with the bread and the broth. She ate all of it and then looked at Mark and started to cry.

“Why did you save me? Loving me will only end up killing you. You deserve far better than a freak like me.” Mark looked at her and smiled. “I saved you for a very good reason. I love you. And if that makes me a higher risk for an early death then so be it. I'm not losing another person I love if I can help it.”

“I'm cursed Mark. Everyone I love dies. I don't want to have you get close then die or get hurt.” “I have been hurt bad once already and been right about where you are now. I was engaged to be married to the woman I loved more than life itself. We were friends since first grade, then best friends, and finally head over heels in love.

I asked her to marry me and she gladly said yes. Our only problem was her crazy father who hated anyone that tried to date his daughter. He did not have custody due to mental issues. His daughter and her mother wanted nothing to do with him and told him to stay away from them.

Everything looked good for us. We both had good jobs and were planning for college. The day of our wedding arrived and her father showed up with an assault rifle. He shot her mother in the head then fired on the priest performing the ceremony. The priest was hit three times in the chest and dropped dead. He aimed at me and Melinda pushed me out of the way. He shot her instead of me. The last round hit her in the heart and killed her instantly.

He emptied his clip at me and was shot by police as he tried to reload. A month later my sister found me laying in a pool of my own blood from an attempted suicide. I slashed both my wrists and wanted to die. My sister came by to talk with me and found me almost dead.

It took some time and counseling to finally move on. I wasn't honestly looking for anyone and was trying to just avoid falling for anyone when I saw you all alone. My sister noticed me always looking at you and finally told me to talk to you. I was too afraid of getting hurt again so I tried to just avoid talking to you or anyone.

That night we had sex was a crazy night for me. The drunk idiots at the party I went to slipped something into my drink and into some other girl's drink. I spotted her drink being spiked and warned her about it. She thanked me and poured hers down the drain. I drank mine down and then left. By the time I got to the dorm room I was in sorry shape and was not wanting to be near anyone until the drug wore off.

I honestly don't regret making it with you. I just wish you had let me close and not tried so hard to deny yourself any chance at love. I'm not afraid of any curse. I have been through my own personal hell as well and I would like to help pull you out of yours and back into life again.”

Amy cried and hugged him weakly. “I never knew you had been hit by the curse as well. I'm not sure what will happen. Everyone I let get close to me gets hurt or dies. I'm so tired of being alone it hurts. I don't want to hurt anyone else so I don't let them get close to me.” “Amy, I'm willing to risk it. Like you, I'm also tired of being alone.”

Amy let him talk to her and she in turn talked to him as well over the next six weeks as she slowly got her strength back Both of them had a lot of pain they kept hidden from the world and they let it all out and gave comfort to each other. Amy did not like having him change her wet diapers and hated it even more when he cleaned her up and then put her in a clean one after she messed herself.

Not once did he complain or tease her about it. Each time he changed her there was compassion and no sign of revulsion or any negative emotions. As much as she tried to keep herself from wanting him, she found herself letting him in more and more. Maria stopped by twice a week and helped Amy get some exercise and to have someone else to talk to as well.

“Maria, I have a problem. I love him. I want him but I don't want to hurt him. What do I do to make it clear to him that he deserves better than me?” Maria sat down next to Amy. I think he knows the risks Amy. He told you what happened to him the last time. He has been holding in a lot of pain, afraid to get close to anyone for fear of hurting them.

Despite trying his hardest to not let anyone in close again, he let you in close. That day we found you hanging tore him apart. He loves you Amy. That is something he has fought long and hard to avoid. I read what you wrote in that diary. The two of you want each other and nothing you can do is going to keep you apart.

Every time you got close to him he had to fight the temptation to grab you and kiss you and tell you how much he wants you. You confessed the same thing in your journal. Maybe you should give it a chance instead of thinking outright that it wont work. Now get up and lets get those wings moving again before they get too stiff to move.”

Amy thought hard on the words and was so afraid of hurting Mark and of getting hurt again that she decided to leave again when she was able to do so. She cared deeply for him and was more afraid than ever of seeing him killed or hurt. She knew if she got any closer that something bad would happen to him because she wanted him.

Amy finally began to fly after eight weeks. By the time ten weeks passed she was back to full health. She debated writing Mark a note before leaving. It would hurt leaving again, but it was better than letting him get hurt and most likely having to watch her die, or her having to watch him die. Better a little pain now to avoid life shattering pain later.

Amy sat down and wrote him a long letter. She left the letter in plain sight then grabbed some cold weather clothes. She signed the one drawing she had done and left it for him. It was not much and it was good to not have any long lingering memories to haunt him. Tears flowed down her eyes as she walked out into the cold and the snow. She took one long last look then turned and flew away. Not caring where she went she turned south and continued flying on until nightfall.

She found a field with a large haystack in it and chose that as her place to stay for the night. She burrowed deep into it then curled up and covered herself up with more of the hay before going to sleep. It was a long night of trying to sleep as thoughts of Mark filled her head. Tears flowed down her face until finally she found sleep.

Mark came home late to a dark apartment and somehow knew right away that she was gone again. He walked into the apartment and found her gone again. He found the sketch she did of herself from looking in a mirror and under it was the letter she had left him. He read the letter and for the first time in many years he broke down and cried.

He did not bother to call his sister as there was nothing he could do and nothing she could do to find Amy. He packed away everything that reminded him of her and cleaned the apartment until no trace of her remained. He knew that it would be asking too much to have her back in his arms again so instead he prayed that she find someone to watch over and protect her.

“Lord, I know I failed her in so many ways, but please here this old fool's desperate pleas. I won't ask for her back as she deserves someone better than me obviously. All I can ask for is that you help her and watch over her. Let her forget my very existence and find where she belongs since it is obviously not at my side.'

Mark climbed into bed and tried to sleep without any luck. Memories of her kept coming back to haunt him and kept him awake. He wondered constantly where she was and if she was alive and well. He called in to his work early the next morning to take a sick day since he had not slept and looked like hell.

Amy woke up the next day and endured a freezing diaper change before she took off again. The snow had let up and it made seeing where she was going much easier. Her resting place was mere yards from a barn and a few feet from a paved road. Amy shook her head and took to air once again on her way south to warmer temperatures and hopefully a place where Mark would never find her.

Again tears came to her face as she thought of him. She knew she had hurt him again but it was better than staying and letting her curse kill him. She wanted so much to turn around and fly back as fast as she could to his arms but maked herself to keep going as far as she could before the daylight ran out again.

By the sixth day of flying she spotted a nice sized ranch house and looked for a place to land and take shelter for the night. She spotted a tree house and was about to land and inspect it when she saw another winged person. Rather than land she simply climbed up higher into the sky and flew on until she was too tired and cold to continue on.

With no shelter from the cold wind she simply landed and and continued to walk onwards. She finally found her strength to walk sapped away so she simply piled up the snow into a large mound that blocked the wind and then laid down not caring if she lived or died. She cried again as she thought of Mark and wished for a way to end the curse so she could find love in his arms.

She finally stopped shivering and let the welcoming numbness and darkness overtake her. She doubted she would wake up ever again. “Perhaps it is better this way. At least now I can't kill him with my curse and he will be free to find someone much better than myself. Forgive me Lord. I never meant to kill Tabitha. I never meant to kill mother, and I am so sorry about killing Charles with my curse. I know you can never forgive a freak like me Lord and I wont ask for forgiveness. Make Mark forget I ever existed and let him fall into the loving arms of the one who truly deserves his love.”

Amy was surprised to wake up the next day in a bed with an angel sitting next to her. He was blonde with golden wings. Amy sat up slowly and he turned to face her with a smile. “Good to see you awake again. My name is Mathew. My wife found you in the field about ten miles from here. That was two days ago.”

“My apologies sir for taking up space in your house and for taking up your valuable time. If you'll let me, I'll leave so as to not waste anymore of your valuable time. Thank you kind sir for your help. Amy got up and found her clothes. Mathew watched as she got dressed and made her way towards the exit.

“Where are you going to miss? Maybe I could give you a ride?” “South I think. Not sure how far, but somewhere where I will not ever be a burden to anyone else ever again. Maybe the jungles in south America. It does not matter exactly where. Just so long as love never finds me again. Goodbye kind sir.”

Amy stepped outside into the blowing snow and cold then shivered for a minute before choosing a random direction and taking off. She quickly figured out which way was south and turned to fly off in that direction despite the cold and blowing snow. She flew over the field where she had landed the last time and kept going. She flew on while being chased by her own personal demons.

No matter how much sh tried she could not forget Mark. She could almost see his face as she felt the frozen tears on her face. Nightfall came and she still flew on hoping to make up some of the distance from having been maked to sleep for two days. It was almost morning when she finally landed near an old barn that had been abandoned.

She did not know how far she had to go but she knew if she stopped near any people she would find someone, fall in love, and then her curse would kill them. It was best to find a place where no one would love her and she would be unable to fall in love with anyone. She opened a door and went inside to look around. Part of the roof was gone, but it would do for stopping point to sleep in.

she removed her soaked diaper and changed into her last dry diaper before exploring the rest of the old place. There was no longer any hay in here but she found an old tarp. Amy rigged a shelter out of the tarp and some busted boards. She crawled under the tarp and fell asleep. The snow and wind covered her tracks completely. Fresh snow hid the presence of her shelter from any that would look downwards from the sky.

Mathew had looked on the internet shortly after a very sad Amy had left and found out that there was an alert to all to be on the watch for her and to help her in any way they could. “Angela! Pass the word around fast to have everyone find that young girl we helped last night. She needs some help fast or she will die! She is suicidal!” Angela posted on the site that she had seen the girl and they were looking for her to get her some help.

Amy slept and never noticed as several winged folk flew over her location numerous times looking for her. The wind and snow kept her concealed from everyone looking for her. Her sleep was filled with nightmares of Mark getting killed in numerous painful and horrible ways. Amy woke up finally as the sun rose on another day. She had slept longer than she intended to and her diaper was soaked as normal. She removed the diaper and threw it off to one side. Before pulling her jeans back up and flying off into the sky.

END PART FOUR


PART FIVE
The wind finally died down about midway through the day. Her entire body was numb from the cold but still she flew onwards throughout the day as thoughts of Mark tortured her. She on two occasions almost turned back to go get mark and be with him, but visions of them falling in love and then him dieing in pain filled her mind. She knew without a doubt that had she allowed herself to give in and love him that he would die slowly, painfully, and in some horrible manner.

Her jeans had become soaked hours ago when she wet herself. With no diaper to soak it up the urine made a mess of her jeans and froze in the cold temperatures. She flew on far past sunset until she almost crashed when she nodded off for a moment. She looked around again and saw no shelter in sight.

She chose a spot at random and landed. Her stomach growled at her as she had not eaten in a few days. To ease her thirst she ate a handful of snow. She dug out an area in a snow drift and curled into a ball hoping that she would not wake. Morning found her waking up still feeling worthless and cursed to be forever alone.

She stretched and looked around at the snowy expanse around her. As far as she could see was nothing but snow. She ate two more handfuls of snow and then flew off once more. She no longer cared which direction she ended up going. She had only continuous thoughts of Mark and how her being with him would cause him and her great pain before he died in some horrible way.

Twice she thought she saw a winged person flying some distance behind her but shrugged it off as not important. She flew all day and passed a few small towns but stopped at none of them. There was too great a risk of her getting caught and hurting someone. The best thing for the world was for her to keep flying and then maybe one day finding a place to survive where no one would ever find her.

This was her pattern for almost a week straight before her lack of food made her too weak to fly. she walked numbly on all day and all night without caring what roads she crossed and what towns she passed through without stopping. Thoughts of hurting anyone she befriended drove her ever onwards.

She had been going on for almost four weeks since her last meal and it was taking it's toll on her. She could barely stand and walk as she passed through a small town in the middle of the night. Twice she thought she saw someone trying to get her attention but she ignored it and staggered on as best she could through the town.

After walking the entire night to get out of the small town she found an abandoned building a few miles outside of it and broke in. She made it almost 20 feet before collapsing. She was starving, filthy, and dead tired. She tried twice to get up and finally surrendered to the blackness that called to her like a long lost lover. She never noticed the shocked look on a police officer's face at finding her.

Officer Sanchez thought at first it was another group of vandals that broke into the old warehouse so was tempted to ignore the call, but sighed and went to investigate the call. He shined a spotlight around the fence but saw nothing at first. Finally he spotted a set of footprints going through a rip in the fence line and into the building.

He went through the opening and noticed a door completely ripped out of the frame and barely hanging on one hinge. He shined a light carefully inside and saw Amy. She was filthy, out cold, and so thin she looked like a skeleton with skin stretched over it. She was breathing but only barely as he tried to wake her.

He smelled no alcohol on her breath. Her appearance was spooky to see at first but he quickly realized that she was starving to death and had simply come here to die. He felt sorry for her as he lifted her up with ease. She had lost a lot of weight and was not far from death. If she was left here she would be dead by morning.

The officer put her in the back of the car and called in to dispatch. “Rosa you there?” “I'm here Rob, what's up?” “I need a repair team up at the old warehouse first thing in the morning. The fence needs repaired again and so does one of the main doors. I have a young lady here in need of immediate medical care. I'll be taking her to saint Teresa’s over on 11th street. She's an avian so call them for me please. Let them know she's almost dead from starvation and I'd say exhaustion from the rough look of her shoes and clothes.”

Rob pulled in to the hospital and took the girl inside. She looked so young and yet so haunted by something. “She has no ID on her but matches the description of the girl seen staggering through town earlier today. Everyone thought she was drunk except for my son who told me she was tired and being chased by something bad that would not let her rest until it claimed her.”

Amy woke in a hospital bed two days later but was too weak to move. She cried silently at having survived yet again. She fell back asleep just before a young man walked into the room looking like he had not slept in a long time. “My God! Amy! What has happened to you? You don't have to run away anymore! I love you! Stay with me this time, please!”

Mark stayed with her in the room until visiting hours were over then quietly left for the night. She was stick thin and they had problems getting an IV into her. They were pumping fluids and nutrients into her through the IV line. Her weight had dropped to 65 pounds throughout the ordeal. They gave her antibiotics to clean up a nasty infection in her bladder and kept her hooked up to an IV at all times to get some much needed nutrients into her.

Amy woke up again after having been asleep again for almost a week. Her wings ached from not having been used in so long but it was not the thing that bothered her the most. Sitting in a chair and sound asleep next to her was Mark. He had fallen asleep waiting for her to wake up. She longed to reach out and touch him but was afraid still of hurting him.

She looked at the machines and turned them off one by one then pulled the IV from her arm. Not bothering to find her clothes she slid out of bed and stretched her wings a few seconds. The stiffness faded in a few moments and she walked to the window to see if she could open it and fly away before he woke up.

She got the window open far enough to get out and stopped at the last moment. She walked back over to Mark and kissed him on the cheek before whispering to him. “I'm sorry. You know why I can't stay. Find someone special and forget me. You deserve so much better than me. Goodbye My dear. I wish things could have been but they can never be. I love you Mark.” She walked away and looked back one last time before slipping out the window. The three story drop did not frighten her as she spread her wings and took off flying away as fast and far south as she could go.

She had on only a hospital gown and a diaper as she climbed in altitude and then finally flew straight to the south. She was relieved Mark was alive and well but it tortured her to know he refused to forget her and find someone special like he deserved. Amy cried as she flew as far and fast as she could. She landed once to drink from a stream and then took off again.

When nightfall came she landed carefully near a big tree and covered herself up with branches leaves and snow as best she could to keep warm and to avoid being seen. She woke up cold and shivering the next morning but took to the air anyways as her wing motions generated enough body heat to keep her warm while in flight.

Mark woke up a few minutes after she had left and noticed she had left him again. He had dreamed he heard her voice saying she was sorry and that she loved him. The window was opened as far as it would go and knew in moment that she had flown off again being chased by her own personal demons. He never bothered to call out her name as he knew it would do no good.

He passed by the nurses station and simply told them she was gone and that searching the building would do no good. “She's gone again. Searching the building wont do any good. She went out the window and is long gone from here.” The head nurse looked at him a moment. “How did she climb down without being seen? It's a three floor drop.”

“She didn't climb down ma'am. She flew off. Those wings were not just for decoration as it were. She really can fly. If I know her, she wont stop flying off until she finds some isolated and warm place to die where no one will be able to find her until it is too late to save her. Thank you for trying.” Mark left the building in tears. He looked to the sky once and then got in his car and drove back towards home 400 miles north.

Amy avoided every town she saw except to steal some clothes once and to hide under a bridge for a night. She found someone's stash of depends under there as well and quickly changed herself. With that done she curled up and went to sleep. She woke up the next morning to a man poking her with a stick. She looked at him and when he tried to poke her again she simply grabbed the stick and yanked hard.

The man was pulled into her grasp and held as she looked him in the face. LEAVE ME ALONE. Bother me again and I will break you in half! Got it?” She smiled as evil a smile as she could at him and let him see her fangs in the process. “I will be gone when the sun rises. I am only here long enough to sleep a few hours. Don't bother me until then and I will let you live. Bother me again and I rip your throat out and break you in half as well! Now go!”

Amy tossed the man almost 20 feet with her throw and then curled up and went back to sleep for a few more hours. She woke up as the sun was just starting to rise. She changed herself once more then grabbed the remaining depends and left the area. She saw a police officer coming under the bridge and continued to walk towards the open where she could fly off and resume her flight to the south.

“The officer saw her just as she was almost back out from under the bridge. “Freeze right there lady!” Amy turned around and looked at the officer with his drawn gun. “Either shoot me or put it away. Either way I no longer care much.” Amy turned away from the surprised officer and continued walking as he moved to catch up with her.

He was three feet away when she opened her wings and then leaped into the sky. The man stood shocked as he watched her fly away. Never had he believed the stories of people with wings existing and being capable of flight, but now he had seen one.”

Amy continued to fly straight south as a police car tried to follow her on the ground. After nearly three hours she saw the cop finally give up as she flew over a wide river with no bridge anywhere nearby. It was nearly midnight before she landed on a hill that overlooked a small town. The weather was slowly warming up but still the nights were cold. Her stomach growled once more but she continued to ignore it.

Hunger, fatigue, loneliness and a crushing sadness were her only companions as she landed near another abandoned building to rest. She found a pile of junk cars nearby and crawled into one of them to sleep for a few hours. An hour later she was violently yanked out of the car by a big guy in a yellow coat with a helmet on.

He threw her over his shoulder and ran off a short distance with her and then dropped to the ground while trying to shield her. A loud explosion deafened her for a moment as she tried to get her bearings. “Sorry about that miss. We didn't know you were in there until it was almost too late. You alright?”

Amy nodded yes and let the man lead her to a red cross trailer. They had paramedics examine her for any burns and then gave her some food, a warm blanket, and a cup of juice. She inhaled the sandwich and drank the juice just as fast. Before anyone could ask her any questions she slipped away and was about to fly away.

A voice from the shadows stopped her. “You don't have to keep running child. No one is going to hurt you. Stay and let yourself find peace.” Amy turned and saw an old nun standing just a little ways off. “How you know about me does not matter sister, but you should know that I can't rest until I find somewhere no one else can find or reach me at. Only then will my curse be rendered harmless. Goodbye and may your God smile on you as he pisses on me.”

Amy dropped the blanket and flew off without looking back. She knew that she could not stay in any place where anyone might find her or she would risk her curse hurting someone. She flew for the rest of the night and all the next day before landing near a payphone. She ripped the coin catch out of the phone and deposited enough quarters to call Mark directly.

She had no intention of saying anything to him. She only wanted to hear his voice just for one moment. To know he was at least alive and well. The phone rang and his answering machine picked up. Amy left one short message before hanging up and flying off in tears. “I'm sorry for what I did to you but I can't let you get killed by my curse. I really do love you and I really do want you, but I can't have you or anyone. Have a good life Mark.”

Amy hit the phone in anger and sadness then flew off into the dark of the night. With another week of flying and sleeping a little she managed to finally make it to the border. She stayed for a week and helped immigrants so she could have some money to eat and regain strength as well as buy a case of diapers before leaving again.

Mark came home tired and depressed. His job at the convenience store was boring and he missed Amy terribly. He had been asked out by a few girls but he turned them all down. He could only think of one girl and how her own personal demons were torturing her and driving her to her own eventual death.

He saw a light blinking on his machine and almost deleted it thinking it to be a call from another girl wanting a date with him. He pushed the button and listened with no care until he heard her voice. It was Amy! It brought tears to his eyes. “So that's what haunts you and makes you so sad all the time.”

Mark looked up and saw a girl in his bedroom doorway. “Your sister let me in. She wanted me to seduce you and make you forget someone that hurt you. She sounds really lonely Mark.” “Hello Lisa. I don't really feel like company tonight. I'm not looking to forget her. I tried that already and I can't do it.”

“Fair enough. Can I at least see who it is that beats me so easily that you can't forget her.” Mark rummaged around and found a sketch Amy had done of herself for him. He pulled the sketch out from where he had put it in order to try to forget her. When Lisa looked at it she was impressed. “She's beautiful! And from the sound in her voice she is lonely and frightened. I'm curious now. Tell me about her and maybe I can help if you return the favor in the future.”

Mark sat and talked about everything he knew about Amy. “She is being chased by her own personal demons and that is the true curse on her. I know you don't believe in this sort of stuff, but she is right about being cursed. Her mother made a pact to save her life years ago and paid the price in an early and very painful death.

The curse thrown on Amy changed her appearance and has made her life hell. She believes that letting anyone get too close to her will result in pain for not only them but her as well. She thinks they will die a horrible, slow and painful death if she loves them and stays with them. The ones in the most pain because of this are her and me. The true curse makes it hard for anyone to love her and says that only by her finding unconditional love will the curse finally be lifted for all time.

She is the one I want so bad it hurts. I want to find her and make her see that I don't care about some damned curse. I want to spend my life with her no matter how much it hurts me. She is worth it.” Mark broke down crying again and Lisa held him sadly in her own arms.

She put Mark into bed and then seduced him. She made sure he was exhausted when she was done having sex with him. She made a copy of the tape and took it with her as she left. For him she would help him find the girl that loved him and was in so much pain. She had a lot of research to do.

Amy found work at a small office building doing janitorial for barley enough money to pay rent and eat lightly. She managed to scrape enough money up to buy her diapers she needed but this meant she sometimes went without food for as long as a week. She thought of Mark every day and longed to hold him and be able to stay with him but knew she dared not risk calling him again.

Mark looked for any clues he could find as to where Amy was at but had no luck. She seemed to have fallen off the face of the planet. He checked his machine everyday and answered every call for months in the hope she would call him, but she never did. It was almost he end of March when Lisa knocked on his door again.

Mark was surprised to see her and let her in. She was very heavy set looking thanks to being seven months pregnant. “I know it's a dirty trick to pull on you Mark and I am sorry. I can't have children with my fiance as much as we want them. Thanks to some damned disease that runs in his family he is sterile. I deliberately seduced you in order to get this way and yes, he knows and accepts it.

I came here to tell you this and to let you know I found her finally. She is in a hospital in Arizona. She is in critical condition right now and not going anywhere. She saved three children from being crushed by debris from an earthquake. She broke both her wings and legs stopping a wall from falling on them and then despite a piece of metal sticking through her back she held it while rescuers got the children out.

When they removed the debris she was holding up she collapsed finally. Now I have a first class ticket to go see her and a motel reservation for you as well. You go get her! Tell her you love her completely and when she is strong enough to do it, you make love to her with as much emotion as you can. That will break the ugly curse she has on her.

Also, when that is done, invite me to the wedding. Now go and get her! I'll keep your place here paid for you. Consider it payment for giving me and Greg the one thing we most wanted.” Mark hugged her and then grabbed the ticket and information from her before getting in his car. He smoked the tires as he left to get to the airport.

Amy woke up in the hospital. Both her legs were in casts and there were specialty splints on her wings as well. A nurse walked in and smiled at her. “That was a brave thing you did miss. Your actions have officially saved those children and four others as well that would have been killed by that wall falling. One of those was my mother so thank you so very much and don't worry about the bill. Everything is being paid for.”

Amy smiled and told her she couldn't let those people get hurt while she could maybe help them by giving them time to get out. “You have a visitor as well. A cute visitor at that.” Mark walked in and hugged Amy then kissed her as passionately as he could. Amy eagerly returned the kiss.

“This time you really did it gorgeous. You can't run away or fly away this time. I love you Amy and have not been able to stop thinking about you. No curse is taking you from me if I can stop it, and trust me, I will fight to my last breath to keep you in my life and in my arms. I love you Amy!”

Mark stayed at a place nearby while Amy healed up enough to leave the hospital. He wheeled her out and watched as she jumped into the sky and flew away. A few minutes later she swooped down and grabbed him up. “Fuck the curse! I want you! I need you and I sure as hell Love you! I can't live without you!”

The two of them landed back at his place and ended up making love for several hours. Mark and Amy were happy again for the first time in a long time. Mark called Lisa and told her over the phone that everything was good for once in his life. Amy felt as if a weight had been removed from her soul as Mark proposed the next day.

Amy and Mark sent Lisa an invitation to the wedding which would be held in a local chapel and performed by an old priest in the traditional way. Before the ceremony began the old priest spent two days blessing every inch of the building and the grounds and every item in the chapel as well.

When the guests arrived they were all blessed one by one as they entered the chapel. Mark and Amy entered the chapel and gladly received the blessings of the old priest. Before they entered they asked for one minor favor from the kind priest. “Father, would you do us the kind honor of blessing my friend's baby as well. She and her husband did a lot to help me find the woman I have always loved and to lift a terrible curse.”

The priest smiled and immediately blessed the young couple and their unborn baby. The ceremony went off without a hitch, almost. Lisa dropped to her knees right after Amy and Mark kissed their first kiss as husband and wife. Lisa was in labor through the entire ceremony and could finally not stand from the pain.

Her water broke and soon she was in full labor. The ambulance crew was stuck in traffic and the priest had to deliver the baby into the world. Once the baby girl was born and the cord cut, he baptized her and blessed her then gave her the name of Olivia Teresa Brown. The ambulance arrived a few minutes later as a small tremor hit the area.

The priest smiled as he knew that the makes of darkness were angry at having been denied a chance to curse Mark, Amy or the baby. They had been stopped dead cold by the old priest blessing everything including the paramedics and all the equipment as they helped Lisa and her newborn into the ambulance. Even the ambulance had been blessed.

Amy and Mark lived to be almost 112 before finally passing away peacefully in their sleep. They had four children and six grandchildren when they passed away. Tommy and Patricia are doing good as well with four children and one grandson.

THE END

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