Chapter 14

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Saved by Two Chapter Fourteen:

When i get up i yawn and rub my eyes getting the sleep out of them. My foot nudges something warm when i put my feet to the ground. Looking down my Angle is on the floor balled up with her big comforter swallowing her.

Smiling i lift her with the blanket and gently place her small frame in the middle of my bed. She must have gotten scared in the night and came in here to sleep. What i want to know is what she was afraid of?

She moans and snuggles into the mattress. A smile spreads across her face as she buries her head in my pillow and stretches out. I give her a kiss on the forehead before slipping on some pj bottoms and leaving the room. I leave the door open so she doesnt get scared when she wakes up in an unfamiliar place alone.

Since there are no more coco puffs i make chocolate chip pancakes and chocolate milk.

I hear shuffling upstairs and then Avlons little feet running down the stairs. "Dallas?" she yells in her soft voice.

"In here Angle." I turn to watch her hurry into the kitchen. She looks frantic and scared. Concerned i walk over to her slowly and put my hand on her arm. "Are you okay Angle?"

"I- i thought you left me. Are you gonna leave me?" she asks with her big green eyes shining with un-shed tears.

"Oh Angle." i pull her into a hug stroking her hair. "No baby i love you and i would never leave you. I'm just making breakfast so you can go out and see Sunny."

Avlon shakes her head and says "No."

"No?" i asks again and she nods in confirmation.

"I'm not going to see Sunny today." she confirms pushing away from me. She goes to the refrigerator and looks up.

"Where are the coco puffs?" she asks with a frown.

I frown back at her change of subject. Why doesnt she want to go see Sunny? "You ate them all." Her face falls and she just stands there looking lost. Chuckling i place her plate at her spot on the table. "You'll have more tomorrow morning. I just have to run to the store tonight."

My Angle nods and sits down but she still has a slight frown on her face. Through breakfast she doesnt talk she just eats her pancakes. She looks like she enjoys them but i want to know why shes so quiet.

After we finish eating we go to the living room. She sits on the couch with me but not as close as she usually does. "Angle?" i ask and she turns her head to look at me. "Can you tell me why Zoe was so angry?"

Avlon flinches and looks back at her hands. "I wouldnt tell her who killed momma."

"Why not?" She looks up at me with a blank expression nd i wince because i only seen that expression a few times when she first got here. "I'm not going to get angry at you Angle. I just want to know why you didnt tell her."

"She said she was mommas sister and then she got angry. I dont like talking when people are angry because i get hit."

"Angle you will never get hit here, not by me and not by anyone when im around. Your safe here." she looks at me and i give her a big smile. "Will you telll me who killed her?"

Avlon nods and says "The man she said was my father."

My eyes widen and i look to her in horror. That could have been her and it almost was her if me and Tim didnt happen upon her it would have been her. "Do you remember why?"

"It was my seventh birthday and he wanted to take me but momma wouldnt let him. She fought him and said some nasty words to him. He beat her infront of me and then dragged her up the stairs by her hair. I dont know what happened after that but i remember mommas scream. The door opened and a body rolled down the stairs........." she says in a rush and then she trails off looking into space. Tears streak her face and she shakes her head as if to clear the memory. "He came for me after she fell."

I watch her wanting to cry as she grabs the remote and turns it to Supernatural acting like she didnt just tell me how her mother died. I can tell its all a front tough because her eyes are glazed over and tears spill out every once and a while. I couldn't imagine seeing half of the tings that she had to watch.

Watching your mother get beat and hearing her last scream only to see her get thrown down the stairs. 'God why did you put her through this?' i ask mentally because i really want to know. Everyone has a plan but i want to know what hers is and what reason she had for going through that.

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