I pull it out of my belt and hand it to her. “Why did Lisa cut Greg?”

Spencer raises her eyebrow and snickers. “Lisa was never good with blood, technically to take an angels grace away we need a willing Angel to give permission…. Equaling their blood.”

“well…” I smirk. “Lisa has always been very resourceful.”

Spencer flicks the blade over and looks at the dry blood. “Don’t hate me.” she mumbles.

“Why would —“ Spencer slices the blade over my shoulder. “Mother fucker!” I yelp.

Spencer comes up and kisses my shoulder as the blood drips down my arm. “Sorry…. We need to mix it.”

“You could have just asked.” I mumble.

“Thought about it, but it would have taken to long.” She smirks and tilts the blade to quicken the speed of the blood.

 “We don’t have much time. It’s almost day light.” Spencer hands me the knife. “This is the hard part…. You need to willingly take the knife and slice across your chest… one horizontal and one vertical.”

Hold up. What the hell man?!

“Like a cross?”

“Jeh… I know. but trust me it isn’t that easy… the more you cut the more pain you feel…. Lisa told me once that many angels have tried to become human before but they all stopped as the pain increased because they haven’t been used to it for centuries. No has succeeded except for me.”

Spiffy…

I breathe in and stick out my hand with the knife. “Take it.” Spencer does so but I can see the worry in her face like she thinks I have second thoughts.

I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it down. Spencer eyes relaxed as I opened my hand back out for her to give it back. “I know I can if you are here.” I smile.

She smiles. “It might be best if you lay down.”

I nod and do as I’m told.

Fuck… I feel like its 100 degrees… I know I’m sweating.

Self mutilation people…. Not cool! Adult supervision is necessary.

Haha.

I bring the knife to the top of my chest. “Spencer I love you.”

She finds my hand and squeezes it. “I love you so much.”

I close my eyes and apply pressure onto my skin. I start sliding the knife down.