A Taste of Love

Double Pain

Chapter Two

Narrator: Stephen paused for a couple of minutes with his eyes closed, I saw how tears rolled out of his closed eyes, opening his eyes, it was red as though he had been crying for past an hour, he adjusted a bit from his actual sitting position, my eyes fixed to the calmness of his behavior as he watched my hand on my keyboard ready to write. My hands itches to write more of his mysterious existence on earth as a protector of Jean, a lady he had never been assigned to until the exact day of April 3rd 2013. This date was the beginning of a life he never imagined to have and the end of another. He calls out my name like one grieving the death of Jennifer and Jackson.

Stephen: what do you understand by the word a double pain?

Michael: well, I don’t know, would you like to share?

DOUBLE PAIN

Stephen: In the morning while Jean set for work, she receives a call from Jennifer mother, on the phone she told her about the death of her friend, how she was found in a s*x position with her boyfriend whom of course Jennifer mother knew about being Jean lover, in pain of deceit and lies, she burst out in tears, for neither could she believe her childhood friend who shared everything she had with her would still share her lover, she had a flash back of how Jennifer showed no interest in Jackson until she told her of how she might have a thing for him. How could she? She said laying on the floor broken with her eyes dropping down tears on the floor of her room. I knocked on her door several times to which she didn’t answer, with my eyes I opened the door, walked in and console her over the pain they had caused her, bending down to the floor to behold her beautiful eyes, I wiped off the tears from her eyes, lift her up to the couch that she may sit. After she had calm down she noticed I was in her house and her door was precisely locked.

Jean: How did you get in? am sure my door was locked.

Stephen: No it wasn’t , I meant it opened.

That I lied to keep my identity a secret. She rest on my shoulder with the thought of being betrayed running through her mind. I attempted to leave but she pulled me back with her hands over my waist and her head comfortably on my shoulder till she fell asleep. Gently I dropped her on the couch, to have a quick rest from the tears she had shed. Thirty minutes later she woke with a grip of shock, she had forgotten she was on her way to work before the call came in. In a hurry she pulled me by the hand to her work. Could it have been weird that a human dragged me down the city to her place of work? Ordering me to spend the day with her?, It felt weird but I sure did liked it besides I was sent to protect her. While seated she bought a drink and hamburger to the table requesting I eat something that it’s on the house.

Minutes passed she noticed I had not touch the hamburger none open the drink before me, she got worried, walked up to me to enquire my resistance in eating none drinking, I couldn’t find a suitable excuse to tell her but to give her a glance and a smile. I became more concerned that there is no better way of being close to this beauty created by my master than to give in to the need of hunger though I can never be hungry, I took a bit from the hamburger, chewed it and tasted nothing. There I was eating the hamburger which was tasteless in my mouth in the sight of Jean who watched me with smile and excitement that I eat. She thought at first I was weird, probably a spirit, for she could remember when her mother spoke of her encounter with a ghost, I took a glass of the whisky she gave to me, there it was again, I tasted nothing, creature like us were not made to eat human meal none drink the drinks of men. It became sunset and it was time for Jean to return home, curious she was to find out why I spent the whole day with her without leaving for an important thing or work. I looked at her as she asked the question running through her mind

Jean: Tell me something Stephen, do you work?

Stephen: Yes I actually do.

Jean: Hope you don’t mind telling me what you do for a living?

Stephen: I’m a protector of men from the evil that comes their way.

Jean: That a crazy way of saying you are a cop.

I laughed at her words, for indeed she took me like one who protects them from criminals.

Jean: So you are a cop, I guess you are on leave, that is why you have given me this much of your time.

Stephen: It my duty to serve.

Jean: Are you serving me right now?

She laughs at her statement which made me smile.

Stephen: Here we are, (looking directly to her apartment ). I will have to take my leave now.

I couldn’t answer her question but was thankful I could escape a respond by making her know she had arrive home, instead she insisted I come in with her, that I almost agreed to until I was stopped by a mighty thunder sound and the appearance of lightning.

Jean: What the hell was that? (looking up the sky surprised)

Stephen: I have no idea, I have to get going now.

I walked away from her slowly wondering why the thunder sounded. If master wanted me not to go in with her, he could have spoken to me, he never did, it was not like him to draw attention to himself. For it not to look creepy I raised my hands to the air and commanded the clouds to rain on the earth. It never rained, surprised I was, what could be going on?, this had never happened, the earth as always obey my voice, what changed?. Slowly I walked away hoping to find answers soon.

At a rooftop of an high building I stood watching the beauty of my master creation at the late hour of the night, It still amazes me that my master creation of humans could actually create such a beautiful place they now call home, this was a mystery to me even to this day, while I stood on the roof I felt a present standing behind me, it was Raphael an ancient angel created before the earth was ever made. I turned to him and asked curiously to know the reason of his sudden appearance. “Why are you here? I asked.

Raphael: You know why I am here.

Stephen: No I don’t ,you tell me.

Raphael: This is not how master wanted you to protect the girl, not like this, you have made yourself visible for her and others to see. Why Stephanus?

Stephen: You are older than I, I expect you to understand

Raphael: Make me understand Stephanus, I don’t see why you will choose to do master biding visibly in the eyes of mortals.

Stephen: It is too late now, I can not undo what is done

Raphael: Yes you can, turn back invisible.

Stephen: What about Jean?, she lost her friend, it won’t be fair if she lost me too.

Raphael: You will be with her but not like this

Stephen: Raphael, Is there anything wrong with my powers?

Raphael: Not that I’m aware of.

Stephen: I couldn’t make it rain

Raphael: You can’t possess your full power if you remain physical to the human eyes, this why you have to return invisible

Stephen: I never thought that staying this long in the physical form can affect my abilities.

Raphael: It limits you in doing certain things. However you must return back to your invisible form and do the right thing.

Raphael took off in seconds without allowing me show more signs of resistance towards his order. It is true I have grown attached to Jean. I have eaten the food of men, she had seen me and made me a friend, turning invisible would only break her heart in believing I have left her. I have no right to disobey my superior, I had to turn invisible knowing fully well the pain it would cause. A double pain, a pain of betrayal and a pain of absence. Days passed and Jean couldn’t see me, She waited hopefully that I may return to her, funny it was that she had no way to reach me, I was without a phone within the days I was with her, time passes by yet there was no word from me, alone she began to feel, a strange man have come and gone from her life. She tried to be normal again, making friends and going out to parties still she felt a gap in her heart, a gap of my presence, Slowly my absence began to feed on her, she laid wasted in alcohol crying and wishing I never came to her life, continuously she render insults on me, why will I leave her she said, why would I make her feel save if am only going to disappear. She stood up to search for me in her drunk state of mind, I watched her walk to the police department asking for me, I saw how she yelled at every officers saying they should tell her were I was, if I was dead or on undercover, she persistently kept asking. Slowly I broke down in tears turned my back and left the station like one who truly was dead

Getting back home she fell on her couch burnt out of energy as she was taken away by the beauty of sleep. At that moment I turned physical so I could touch her, I sat down beside her till I lost track of time, slowly her eyes opens, there I was seated, she seemed annoyed. With her legs she kicked me off the chair, stood up and unleashed beating on me like a child who ran away from his mother, while her hands hits me she cried.

Jean: Why did you leave me?

Stephen: I’m sorry, something came up.

Jean: you better have a better excuse, I waited for two weeks, you were no where to be found.

Stephen: It won’t happen again

Jean: No it won’t because now you going to give me your contact

Stephen: I don’t have a phone

Jean: I have two, here, take mine.

She gave me her spare phone in other to reach me in case I disappear again but I had already assured her I won’t. When a being like me assure humans something, we intend to keep to it. This could change everything I said to myself for I knew I wasn’t supposed to defy the instruction of Raphael. Jean hugged me so tight feeling relief. I was happy to see the brightness of her eyes had returned but I was impatient to leave so I could meet with Raphael towards my intention of protecting her in the physical form. While I was about stepping out from her house, I received a call from the phone Jean gave me, I showed it to her hoping she knew who was calling, she picked the call only to hear a voice which sounds familiar to me.

Bezaliel: Hello Jean

Jean: Who are you?

Jean was startled by the voice, I had heard that voice before it is the voice of Bezaliel the thirteenth fallen angel cast down million of years ago by my master. He is known to be an ancient demon that rules in the realm of darkness, he hang up the phone, it wasn’t obvious he could talk to anyone through his power of telecommunication, he is the type of demon that speaks through communication devices. I tapped Jean on the shoulder not to worry about the caller, she felt relax believing she is safe, the foundation of the earth was shaken by a mighty thunder which almost gave her a heart attack. At that moment I knew the first thunder sound was Bezaliel, I knew at that moment he was coming for Jean.