Angel Wings

Chapter 3

She walks home and I can sense she's about to commit suicide, it makes me feel sick. When we gets home no ones there as usual; she pulls out three bottles of sleeping pills out of her jewelry box and sets them on the bathroom counter, then she goes to the kitchen and gets the sharpest knife she can find. She goes to her closet and gets out her nicest dress along with her suicide note and makeup, she takes them all to the bathroom. I begin chewing my lips because of how nervous I am.
She puts on her makeup then slides on the dress; she fills the cup she usually keeps in there with water and opens up the first bottle of pills. Right before she puts any in her mouth I feel myself hugging her. She freezes and drops the pills on the floor. I let go feeling a burning sensation in my wings and the room starts to spin, I fall to the floor in pain screaming. The burning went from barely there to holy shit my wings are on fire, and it felt like someone was ripping them from back while they were in flames. Soon I realized she could see my because she was starring at me with a look of terror and confusion. My wings completely disintegrated, and all I could do was lay there on her bathroom floor.
She began to scream.
"What the fuck, what the hell, what the holy fucking hell," She yelled and grabbed the knife from the counter and pointed it at me "Who the fuck are you, and how the hell did you just appear in my bathroom?!" She began to cry from being so confused.
"Okay calm down I can explain," I said motioning her to put the knife down. "My name is Dan, I'm your guardian angel."
"You really expect me to believe that bull shit?"
"Yes, because it's true. Now calm down put the knife back on the counter and sit down." She did as I said ,and sat on the edge of the toilet hyperventilating. I got a paper bag from the cupboard and gave it to her to breath into, and I sat on the edge of the bath tub.
"Okay Nicole, I know this is all really weird but you have to just trust me. I know you don't believe in god but he's real. I think I can convince you I'm not just some weird stalker by telling you something no one knows at all okay," She shook her head in agreement "Um what's one thing I could say? Um well you were molested when you were three at daycare and you suppressed the memory until you were ten, you have secret suicidal accounts on Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook. What else can I say?"
"Okay I believe you just don't say anything else," she said looking at the floor. "But if you're an angel why do you look so gothic?" She asked. I looked down at my dark clothes and my hair and realized I didn't really look like angel.
"Well angels aren't what most people think we look like, we can look how ever we want to look like." I said lightly blushing.
"So that's why you have piercings and flippy hair?"
"Uh yeah."
She began to laugh and I chuckled.
"But wait why can I see you?"
"Well if an angel touches their human they loose their wings and people begin to see them and I couldn't stand to watch you commit suicide again and I hate seeing you so sad so I hugged you."
"Oh, but what do you mean again?" She lifted an eyebrow.
"Well you see I don't know what It is about you but in every life you've had you've committed suicide."
"Oh."
"I think you're going to have more questions so I'll explain everything to you,"I said "Everyone was made with another half, I guess you could say. But what I mean is God made two people at the same time and that was their soul mate. One day God gathered us all together and said 'Half of you shall go to a place I created called earth, and the other half will stay with me until I say it's your time to go'. We all agreed to go and you and I were one of the first to go. I've always been the guardian angel, that's only because you've always committed suicide, and when you commit suicide you just get reincarnated until you don't commit suicide. Then I get to be a human."
"Oh, I'm sorry." She looked down at the floor again.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I must have put you through a lot of pain, I mean you did say that you didn't like seeing me commit suicide didn't you?"
"Yeah sort of." I replied as she got up and gave me a hug, she was nearly a foot shorter than me.
"Wait have you seen everything I've done?" she began to blush.
"Yeah."
"So you've seen my naked?!" She yelled.
"Yeah but I usually turn away when you start to undress, I have a lot more respect for you then you think."
"Oh okay good, because that would be weird. Hey where are you going to stay?"
"Haven't thought of that, well you could make up an excuse for me to stay here in your guest bedroom?"
"Yeah that might work."
"See there we go."
"Now here let's clean up, you have to promise me you won't commit suicide. Okay?"
"But--"
"No. You are going to stay alive and I'm going to make sure of it."I interrupted.
"Okay." she sighed.
"Now come on take that dress off I know you don't like wearing it, and get in the shower."
"Okay dad." She rolled her eyes.
"Oh don't you dad me, you would never make out with your dad," I laugh "But you've made out with me."
She began looking at me with wide eyes and an open mouth like she was shocked to hear me say that, but all I could do was laugh more.
"Now get in the shower, I'll pick up this mess." I grab the knife first then her suicide note.
"I don't want to undress in front of you."
"Well then do it in the shower and throw your dress over."
"Okay fine." she got in and threw her dress over to me and I began putting everything where they belong. While she's showering I do her chores for her, because I want to make her happy. I hear the blow dryer come on and I know she's done. I knock on the door with some clothes for her.
"Hold on," she turns off the blow dryer and cracks the door open sticking her head out "Yeah?"
"Here." I hand her the clothes.
"Thanks." She says grabbing them.
"You should hurry, your mom will be home soon."
"Okay I'm almost done."
I go sit down on her bed thinking about how everyone is going to react to me being a human and how the hell I'm going to get my wings back. I sigh at the thought of them being gone, it pains me to not see them on my back. I'm so lost in thought when Nicole comes in, she grabs my attention by saying my name.
"Um yeah." I say a little startled.
"You were talking to yourself."
"I was?!"
"Yeah it scared me a little."
"I guess I'm just not used to having to keep my thoughts to myself."
"Well you're going to have to or people will think you're crazy."
"They will won't they?" I being to blush.
We hear the front door open and we run to the living room to see her mom home.
"Mom this is my friend Dan from school, his parents just died in a house fire and he lost everything do you think he can stay with us, please?" I smile and wave a little.
"I've never heard you talk about him before." Her mom replied raising an eyebrow at us.
"Do I ever talk about any of my friends?"
"I suppose not, but why does he want to stay with us?"
"He doesn't have any family and he apparently trusts me the most."
"Well if he has no where else to go I guess he can stay here."
"Thank you so much mom."
"Thank you ma'am." I say greatfully.
"You're not from here are you?" Her mother questioned me.
"Um no how could you tell?" I begin to panic.
"You have a British accent."
"Oh duh, silly me." I relax a little bit.
She began to laugh "Okay Nicole show him his room."
"Okay mom," Nicole grabbed my wrist and took me to their guest room and looked me up and down"Hum."
"What?"
"You're going to need clothes."