My Guardian Angel

Chapter 8

I haven’t seen him since that night in the hospital room. I kept imagining him in my head and drawing his wings on a sketch pad over and over again.

I just wish I knew what his face looked liked. I wanted to see him again so badly. I have been thinking a lot about angels. What are they doing on earth?

I actually knew nothing about them. There are only myths about angels.

No one had actual proof that angels exist.

‘I haven’t seen mister Santana since his first day at our school. We talked at the mall after school for a while, but that was it.’ I closed my mouth and realized what I just said. I haven’t told anyone about my encounter with our History teacher at the mall.

‘Wait, what? Why haven’t you told me this before?’ she looked mad and even a little hurt. First, for not telling her anything about seeing him after school and second, she was going after the teacher and I was getting in the way. I had to reassure her that nothing happened between us, not that I was so sure about that, but I wasn’t in the mood for a fight with my best friend.

I needed her support now more than ever.

‘I didn’t think it was important. We saw each other at the food court and he asked if I was alright.’

That wasn’t the whole story, but it was a start. I couldn’t tell her that he reached out for my hand twice and that I accepted it the second time. I was in deep trouble with my best friend.

Hopefully he doesn’t mention that to anyone…

She turned her frown into a smile and patted my leg. ‘I’m just teasing you! If you are interested in him, you can totally have him. I already have my claws into someone else.’ She laughed and gave me a kiss on my cheek. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.

I have been out of school for nearly a month. A lot can happen in that time.

I sighed and fell down onto my bed and pulled a pillow over my face.

‘Hey, are you alright? I’m sorry if I upset you, I just thought you could use some fun.’ She rubbed my arm and waited for me to say something. I removed the pillow from my face and stared up at the ceiling.

‘It’s not you Sam. It’s my mom. She is keeping me under house arrest. I am not allowed to go anywhere alone in the house. It feels like a prison. Everyone is acting so weird around me. I just wish things could go back to normal.’

She dropped her gaze to the floor and then I knew she was holding something from me.

‘If you know something you have to tell me Sam. I can’t live like this! Please!’ I pleaded with her.

She sighed and looked back at me. ‘Your family thinks that you tried to commit suicide.’

‘What?’ I stood up from my bed and started pacing in the room. I had my suspicions, but I thought I was imagining it. 

‘It doesn’t make any sense. Why would I do something so stupid? I can’t believe this. My life has turned upside down. I knew something was off.’ I fell to the floor and rested my head on my knees. This was not happening!

Sam came and knelled in front of me.

‘If you come clean on what really happened that night, maybe they would back off.’ She rubbed my back trying to reassure me that it was the right thing to do. I looked up at her and whispered into her ear

‘I can’t.’ 

I honestly couldn't even explain it myself without sounding insane. They would never believe me.

She looked apologetic at my response. ‘If someone did this to you, you have to report them Ava. This is serious. You almost died.’ She grabbed me and pulled me into her arms.

 I started sobbing.

I couldn’t tell anyone. This was a secret that no one was going to hear from me. I didn’t want to lie to everyone, especially my family, but this was something no one could find out.

I just had to deal with the consequences. I rubbed the tears away and smiled at my friend.

‘Thanks for being honest with me.’

‘You are welcome. I just wish I could help you.’ I winced and closed my eyes. No one can help me.

I was in this alone and I couldn’t get anyone involved. If they can almost kill me in my dreams, then they can definitely hurt my family and friends. I couldn’t trust anyone.

Sam decided to go home. After our conversation mom was roaming over us.

‘Hey sweetie, what are you up to?’

‘We are just talking mom.’ And then a few minutes later she would be back.

‘Why don’t you come and sit downstairs for a while?’

‘We are fine mom.’ I mumbled and sighed. It was getting harder to stay calm. And then again

‘Come downstairs sweetie. I made some snacks.’

After that Sam decided it was better to go home. ‘I’m sorry Ava, but I can’t take it anymore. I will come back tomorrow to check up on you, but this is insane. It really feels like a prison.’ She winked at me.

After Sam said goodbye and left I decided that I was also leaving. I needed time to think. I didn’t know where I was going or if I was coming back. I just knew that I had to leave. I packed my backpack with some clothes, a bottle of water, my toothbrush, hairbrush and all of my savings that I had.

I didn’t want to take any chances at an ATM. I didn’t want to be found.

After my parents went to bed I waited outside their bedroom door to make sure that they were fast asleep. When I heard them snoring I crept back to my bedroom. I closed my door and opened my window. I climbed out and shut the window behind me. The only way off the roof was to jump off.

Luckily there was grass on the ground. I jumped off the roof before I changed my mind. It was a hard fall.

I fell on my arms and knees. Everything was sore, but luckily I didn’t break anything again.

My wrist was burning, but it was still in a cast. I shook my hand as if I could shake the pain away.

I stood up and dusted off my clothes. I looked back towards the house just to make sure that no one heard me. After seeing no movement I smiled and ran towards the street. I just passed the garage when something jumped out of the shadows and blocked my way.

I came to a complete stop and stared. I was in shock. I clutched onto my heart with my one hand to slow my heartbeat and the other hand was over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.

When I came back to my senses I saw that it was the winged man.