Angel On Fire

Chapter Three

Song for this chapter: Good Mourning - Halsey

I sat deep in wonder. I was laying in bed next to Eloise who was fast asleep. I was trying to retrace my steps of today and trying to understand how what happened, happened. I was trying to think of all the possible things that could've happened that lead me to that life altering moment.

I thought that it maybe mattered that it was my eighteenth birthday. That maybe when I reached a certain age it would be like a pivoting point in my life, but none of that made any sense. How could age have anything to do with it? To a certain extent, I truly believed that age was just a number.

Was it something I ate? That also sounded really stupid. I remembered being with Eloise at the resturaunt and then the waiter came.

Oh my God. That was when it happened. Could it be? Was it possible that a person could do that to another person? It couldn't be. But it was the only thing that made sense. I had felt way too much at once that it shocked my entire being and nothing else made sense as to why it happened.

"Eloise?" I shook her awake and she groaned. It was time to tell her. I had to think about it deeply before hand and I didn't know who else to ask. She needed to help me. I didn't know how much of it she could understand, but I hoped that she would be able to help me. I needed that feeling again. I was desperate. I'd been desperate to feel something since I was a little girl. I didn't know what I felt, but I felt something and it felt real. That s**t never happened to me, and I still didn't know why, but if something made me feel something, I would hunt it down and find the answers I needed.

"Can I tell you what happened today?" I asked her and her eyes opened. She looked at me questionably at first, but then nodded her head. I was glad that out of all the people that could've been my best friend, it was her that was chosen for me.

"The moment at the resturaunt?" She asked and I nodded my head.

"I had this burst of light come out of me. I didn't know what it was, but it was something and I felt something. Ellie, I felt things. Nothing has ever felt real to me, but that - oh God - it made me feel things and I need to know what it was. Desperately." She looked dumbfounded. She looked completely baffled at the words that had just come out of my mouth. I was more so. I just thought about so much up until this point, that I had accepted that it had happened.

"I don't know what to say, Molly. I never thought I'd see the day when you would say these words to me." She had a look on her face that resembled mine just moments prior. She was seated in wonder, as if she was wondering not what to say, but what it was that happened and what she should do about it.

"Neither did I." I said.

"What did it feel like?" She asked. I had to think about it for a moment.

"I felt so many things at once. It consumed me. The main feeling was confusion-"

"Obviously."

"I didn't know what was happening to me. But then I got excited, Ellie. I felt excitement because I was feeling something, but there was light surrounding me and I couldn't really see anything but this bright light. It wasn't piercing. It was peaceful and it made me happy. I felt happy. God, I actually felt happy." I said and she looked at me wide eyed. I was just as shocked as she was.

"This is crazy. I mean, really crazy. Wait, do you know what it could be from? How did it happen? When did it start?" She asked me.

"Well, here's my theory. I thought about all the things that could've lead me up to that moment. I thought about my eighteenth birthday, but that didn't make any sense. Then I thought about the area that we were in and then it hit me. The waiter. It happened when he came to our table." I needed to see him again. I needed to know if my theory was correct.

"The waiter? Which one?" It started to become clearer now. After all that happened, our waiter changed. My theory was coming together, I just needed to find him and make sure. It seemed crazy, but it was the only thing that made sense to me.

"The first one. He said his name was Luke." I said and she thought about it for a moment before rubbing her hands together.

"Okay, so do you think that perhaps it could be a spiritual connection? A soul connection?" That all seemed a little too deep for my liking. Perhaps it was possible, but I didn't want to jump to any conclusions without knowing for sure.

"I don't know, El. I just need to know if it was him that made me trip like that." I said.

"Okay, here's my suggestion. Tomorrow morning, you have breakfast with your family. Go some place else. Don't go to that restaurant, because if it is him, you don't want to scare anyone like you did me, right?" I had no idea where she was going with this.

"Right?" I said questionably.

"Okay, then afterwards, you and I go down to that restaurant and we ask for Luke, and then we can go on from there." I now remembered exactly why Eloise Westbrook was my best friend. I smiled at her before hugging her tightly. I wouldn't have been able to do this without her. I would've felt way too crazy. But she had her ways of making me feel like nothing I said or did was crazy, and that there was a deeper meaning behind all of it. She had always been adament that one day we would figure it out. She kept me grounded really. If it wasn't for her, I would've surely lost my entire piece of mind that I had left.

"Thank you, Ellie. I couldn't do this without you." I said and she winked at me.

"Always. Let's get some shut eye now, and don't dwell on it for the rest of the night, alright? You'll need your rest if your theory is correct." She said and I nodded my head before laying back down and resting my head on one of her comfortable pillows.

"Goodnight, Ellie." I said.

"Goodnight, Molly."

I fell asleep that night, with hopes that I really could be on the right path this time. It was all I had ever wanted in my life.