FALLEN

Mortha and Belle 3

Belle almost mentioned the mysterious guy to Shita, but she hesitated. However, she can’t hold the secret forever. So, she told Shita and advised her not to tell a single soul.

I needed to tell Mama about him, anyway and soon. Mama will be back later, and now it’s

eight in the evening. She’ll be here in a bit. But I wonder what’s going on with the mysterious guy in the garage room, now. I need to check up on him, it’s bad that he dies here and all. I’ll be in a great mess if that happens, Ojichan will be in serious trouble too. Hmm!

 I am not very tall, about 5’ 2” in height and has a slim body. My wavy hair grows long to my shoulders and colored brown. Though my ancestors are Japanese, we are already a mix of British and American since some of my old relatives lived in London and California (thinking while I creep in carefully in the garage room  and check on the mysterious guy we found in the lake). A good enough reason why I wanted to travel these countries and live to tell the tale of….Wha…? A Watashi no! (Oh my!), This man  is a god, me feasting on his body that happened to be so muscular. 

His hair golden, face, so beautiful and his chest, wow, I think I’m already full and no longer need to finish eating my dinner, after seeing this glorious creature who happen to fall from the sky and chose me to be blessed by his beauty and yumminess. Eehemm!!!, Shita interrupted. Onesan!, what are you thinking now? Ahaaaa! Something s****l huh!, she added smiling teasingly, her face is close enough for me to bite her. Aaah! Where have you gotten that idea, I think from the you tube videos you’ve been watching all day, go upstairs and study!!!, I said scolding Shita while I pushed her upstairs back to the dining room. Okay stay here and I will ask him if he’s hungry or something. Brush your teeth and get ready for bed. Are you done with your homework? I asked authoritatively. Yes Madamu!, hehe! , Shita running to her room instantly laughing. Hmp! Silly girl!. Anyway I need to make sure he’s okay. I ran softly down the stairs and saw him, this mysterious, beautiful man awak and sitting on the edge of the bed.

 Kon’ ni…chiwa! I greeted the him enunciating the word per syllable to know if he will understand me. Me, moving closer to him and stopped in front of him curious to know more about where he came from and who he really is.

 Kon’nichiwa, Watashi wa doko ni imasuka? !Hi and where am I?) I am Mor…er…Maa..rk, Mark and you?, I said while I wondered where I am right now and who I am talking to. Since she spoke Japanese, I am an angel so I know all languages.

Heehhh! Koko de anata wa nihongo o shitte Imasuka?!, Wow!, okay. Hi Mark, I’m Belle or Beru Sun. But you can call me Belle. Nice to meet you!

What happened to you and where did you come from?, Belle asked now so curious about

Mark. Well! It’s a long story but I don’t know if you’ll believe me, but I’m an angel from heaven, I explained shyly, since I don’t know whether she’ll be scared of me or call the police thinking that I’m crazy. And knowing humans, though I haven’t lived with them long enough to know them, I don’t think they are so open minded when it comes to supernatural things. They can be amazed at first but  fear things they don’t understand.

Nani!!! (what?) Tenshu???? (Angel?) Haah!, Belle said surprised and at the same time wondering if Mark is just hungry, saying these things to me. Ah! Maybe you are very famished now, so come, I prepared dinner upstairs. Follow me!!!, Belle added smiling sweetly.

Mark followed Belle and ate the pasta. Mark since very hungry blasting from heaven, gone through space and fell to Earth, who wouldn’t be. He finished the whole pot. Oh my! This man’s really something. He must have gone through a whole lot. Poor Mark!, Belle added while admiring and at the same time pitying the angel in front of her. Angel! Huh!. Hmm!

This fall will be an amazing season with my an…erm, Mark, the gorgeous angel I met and am with now, Belle added while smiling. What will Mama say? I wonder.

Mark wanted to chat more but he said he’s very sleepy. Though I’m not sure whether to believe him or not that he is an angel. I still believe that things happen for a reason and supernatural things happen when we least expect them. So, maybe I believe or want to believe there is magic in the world, most especially in people. And Mark, in the likes of him is one hundred percent not of this world. I escorted Mark down the garage and even if he’s a big fellow, maybe standing at 5’11”, he’s sensitive and gentle. I am like standing half of him and he can carry me easily or strangle me in one hand if he’s a bad person, really. He is that strong and huge when you see him. But a creature beautiful as him, what is really the story behind this angel, Mark!?