Kissed by Death

3. Him

I stumbled down the sidewalk in a hurry. The cops had just stopped talking to use all, taking written statements on what happened. No one saw anything. But once Cherry saw her flat tires she became a mess. Sobbing and throwing her drink down on the cement, phone pressed against her tear stained cheeks. No doubt calling her mother in a panic.

The cops and her mom arrived at the same time. Her mother trying to calm down her hesterical daughter. Before they left together followed by the police, then me. My boss sent me home after all the drama.

I turned onto my street and collided with a blur of fuzzed hair, knocking my victim to the ground I instantly blurted out an apology stepping back from them so they could stand up again.

"No need to apologize Luna, get home!" Suddenly Miss. Greens face was in front of my own her eyes wide in terror. "Do you know what you've done?!" She reached out and grabbed my arms in her hands, I flinched on the contact waiting to see her death, but I saw nothing. She pushed me lightly towards my home "go! Get inside the house now!"

And in an instant she was gone, scurrying down the street pulling the hood of her jacket around her face.

I reached my home in a blur, storming inside pass the dinning room into the living room, instantly flipping to the local newststion. What did she mean? What did I do?

Did Miss. Green know what I could see? Did she know what I did to the car? I didn't even know the woman could speak coherent sentences, or that she knew I exist.

What would happen now? Now that I interfered, I had changed my vision for the first time in eleven years I changed what I saw. Cherry couldn't crash her Cherry red bug if she couldn't drive it.

I scanned the headlines all over the tv and learned forward on the couch listening to every word Stacy May spewed, our local news reporter for channel seven.

Nothing was ever said of a car crash. Nothing of any major events today. Just calm weather. Normal stories about war in other countries, and the Kardashians. The news ended and I let out a long sigh. Did I save her?

"No little one, you didn't save her." A sinister crackling ripped through the air around me "you BETRAY me" I jumped from the couch and spinned towards the voice behind me.

"Who are you??" My voice was a whisper as I stared at the extremely tall man in front of me, standing just behind the dinning room table. He was conventionally good looking, with carmel tanned skin. A mop of swishy dark hair scattered with bright highlights sat on top of his head and fell to his shoulders. He had an open and chiseled face, with a shadow of a dark beard forming and ocean blue storm filled eyes.

"You know who I am Luna," he stepped a few feet closer to me his jaw clenched lips forming spit "I go by many names, some call me the grim, others say death, others might call me satan, some call me the angel of death, but I prefer Azrael." He paused and shot me a smirk as I stumbled back into my seat "and you my dear Luna cheated me."

"I d-di-nt" my words came out in a squeak as the mysterious man moved closed to my shaking body.

"Oh but you did Luna, but cutting that silly little girls tires I lost a soul to collect." He was directly in front of me now, kneeling down to my eye contact I saw deep red flakes swimming around his Iris.

"I-m sor-" his hand jerked up infront of my face to signal silence.

"I do not accept apologies. You have two options, Kill Cherry or-" he reached out his pale hand and grabbed onto mine, my vision went blurry as I spun into a completely different surroundings.

Instantly I spun my head to the sound of my mother's muffled wailing. It sounded so disorientated to me that I couldn't register it. My mother's body was littered with small and large shards of glass. Her body softly rocked back and forth in shock. I watched in horror as ruby red blood dripped off her face onto the middle console, the sunlight reflecting off of it, if you looked close enough you'd see small rainbows forming in the glare.

"We'll be okay..- be okay" she chocked on the smoke rolling into the car and coughed doubling over in her seatbelt, taking quick jagged breaths.

I was in the back seat, my nostrils instantly filled with the metallic stench of fresh blood, glancing at the driver's seat I found it empty the windshield in front of it completely gone.

I flung my door open and stepped out onto the wet pavement, glancing around I could tell me we're on the curve leading to our family retreat, a trip we made yearly before school started again in the fall I ran to my fathers twisted body and covered my mouth in horror. In my seventeen years of life I'd never seen my father look so small.

He flew over forty feet, his face that was once full of life and happiness, was nothing but a flat bloody mess, scattered with asphalt dirt and leaves. I heard sirens in the distance and fell to the ground on my knees sobbing.

This wasn't how they died, this wasn't my vision. This wasn't what I saw every night my mom tuck me in until I was ten.

"So Luna, do you understand?" I turned at the fimilar voice Azrael stood staring down at me.

He sighed and sat beside me on the ground as the sirens grew louder.

"I don't want this to be their fate, they have quite a nice one, growing old together. Meeting their grand children. Living a full happy life." Azrael stood again and extended his hand out to me "I'll take you home now my sweet Luna, but you must make this right."

I stood on my own and stared at his hand.

"I'll go to prison for murder." I covered my mouth again as my voice sounded like a strangers, completely flat and broken.

"Don't worry dear, once you kill her it'll reset the previous events. You'll basically be taken back into time and Cherry will wreck, as she should of." He extended his hand further "Come on it's time to go back."