Allison angel x reader

                                    

                                          
Another day. More boredom. You didn't want to be in here forever... but it seems like you will be.
                          
You walked over to the door, fidgeting with the bottom of your shirt. You looked out of the window, your eyes lighting up slightly at the sight of Allison writing.
                          
"... I know you're watching me," Allison said softly. "Its just a bit... creepy."
                          
"I'm sorry," you responded truthfully, "but... I don't really have anything else to do."
                          
Allison didn't respond.
                          
"... you... you're the one that writes on the walls?"
                          
"Yes, many of us do," she responded. A soft sigh escaped her. "For some of us... its the only way our voices can be heard."
                          
You both fell silent. Watching her for a few minutes longer, you soon turned to your bed.
                          
Maybe tomorrow would be better.
                          
The next few days were a blur. Allison had given you soup- you were starving, so you had appreciated it- but Tom had flung it away from you.
                          
Then came that strange device. You silently listened to Allison ramble on about it, smiling softly.
                          
You loved her voice. It was so... nice. Calming.
                          
To your surprise, she handed you the device. Holding it up, you looked at the wall- and immediatly decided to ignore what it had said.
                          
You turned the seeing tool on Allison, and had to hold in a gasp. She had a halo. She... was beautiful.
                          
One day, though, you woke up to panic. "We can't just leave them here!" Allison cried, attempting desperately to pull at the door.
                          
You ran over, trying to help her. It wouldn't budge. Tom rested a hand on Allison's shoulder, shaking his head.
                          
"Y-you're just going to leave me?" You cried. The angel put a hand over her mouth.
                          
"I'm so sorry..." she whispered. Reaching forwards, she lightly grabbed your head and pulled you close to her- pressing a quick, sweet kiss to your lips. 
                          
"You'll find a way," she whispered. Turning away, she and Tom ran out of the door. You were alone.
                          
But you did get out with the help of the seeing tool. And you were determined... you would find your angel again.