Wings of Desire

Ch-1

Six Months Later.

Dreams and seas,

Endless depth and darkness,

Snatch it away,

The pain etched within.

FREYA

I chugged a glass of juice and took a bite from the apple my sister handed to me. I was late, again, for school. This was my last at year school and I for once have never been punctual. Not my trait.

My sister was in house with a large baby bump and happy face. Sometimes it made me happy and sometimes I wanted to throw up, latter being more prominent. My mother was gone to church for prayers and services, like always. I quickly took my stuff and before my sister had the chance to go all I-am-pregnant-take-care-of-me, I left. It was few minute of walk to the main road from our house where my friend, Brenna picks me up. We alternate with car pick-ups and this week it was Brenna’s turn. And I hated it; she drove too recklessly and had crappy music on.

“Get in quick; you don’t want to be late on first day after holidays.” Brenna said.

I looked at her and smiled, uneasiness of first day melting away. She was still Brenna, with dark brown blunt hair and pretty green eyes. Brenna had that kind of smiling face that could cure a sickness. She was inch shorter than me and a budding musician.

She has a boyfriend, with a happy relationship of four years. She was sort of lucky!

“How are you feeling?” Brenna asked, an edge to her tone that made me cringe from inside.

She knew she was few of them who knew what happened to me that night, six months ago. Besides her, my other friend Hazel and my shrink.

“I am fine.” I stated rather shortly and gratefully she didn’t bother me.

I couldn’t put my pain into words again. I couldn’t accept the fact that there was portion of that night I couldn’t remember after losing consciousness. I couldn’t accept that it was just a car accident and nothing else, something my family knew.

But most importantly I couldn’t forget the violet eyes, eyes to which I couldn’t see a face to. Someone was there, because besides the pain, the terror and stress, there is nothing else clearer than those, violet eyes. No one had such weirdly beautiful eyes.

And from what I could gather, he or she was my saviour that night or else I was too mortified even to think about my fate.

I tried to tell this to my parents but they wouldn’t believe me. How could they? Why would a gang of rapists just leave a girl alone on road, without causing her harm? They concluded that I was hit hard in accident and the work overload and summer broke me. The insanity of their understanding baffled me.

I was assigned a shrink; I have learnt my lesson and told her the edited version of story. This was, I was in a car accident since I felt nauseous due to heat and lost consciousness. I had no idea who brought me to hospital. And last part was actually true, partially true. I did have a clue, if it was not wrong or my fantasy.

No, I had to believe it was not. I was not insane and those violet eyes were real.

“Hazel is crushing on Mike this season.” Brenna said, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

I had to laugh. My other friend, Hazel was kind of slut. She had new boyfriends each season...in Brenna’s words.

“Should we warn Mike?” I asked, trying to get back to normal and avoiding the pills.

“That would be honourable thing to do, but I guess that will ruin our reputation.” Brenna said with sincerity and I smiled at her feeling mischievous.

I felt at ease with my friends. I could laugh again and forget about the recurring nightmares, the weird sympathetic look of many people I met.

“We have to see what she does at school Bonfire.” I said, feeling excitement built up in me,

Brenna gave a relieved and happy smile; I kind of gave consent of me going to Bonfire.

I was a fighter; I could not let my inner self eat me to depression.

I will give myself a fresh start... May angels be with you? My mother’s voice echoed in my ear. And I shook my head, smiling to myself.