Life Can Be a Reward Only After Dying

Iris placed her hand on top of mine, stopping me from rubbing her ivory white arms. She Cocked her head up to look at me with her Striking violet eyes.

"Wesley?"

" Yes, Iris?"

"I want to know why you are helping me?"


I looked for an answer in his angelic face as he breathed in deeply.

" Well, Because I care about you. I do have compassion you know. I'm not like my family.....(mubbling) or species for that matter."

My face drifted away as I thought for a moment.

* Why does he care about me? No one's ever cared about me. I never even heard someone say that they loved me. Why in the hel.....*

" Iris?" He spoke inturpting my thoughts.
I snapped my head soon after he spoke.
" Yes, Wesley?"
" I have decided that you are going to stay here tonight. I won't take no for an answer. You must rest yourself so you may heal quicker."




She gazed into my eyes.Searching to find a hint of regret swirling to entrap my mind but was never found.
She smiled. To my surprise she wrapped her legs around my waist and arms around my neck. I felt a tear drip on my shoulder as she hugged me intensely. She pulled back in an up right position on my lap to say......


" Thank You," I stated trying not to let my weakness over come me.

His hands went to my face to wipe my tears away. I couldn't help but to grab his hands kissing his palms giving him my blessings of gratitude. He pulled me close holding me tenderly as all my troubles melted away.....