Blood Loss (re)

#11 Unexpected...

I opened my front door and jogged out. It was still bright out despite being 6pm, though it was foggy and grey. The streets were empty though. Our neighborhood wasn't too busy anyways. I had earbuds in as I went. Welcome To Wonderland by Anson Seabra was playing softly.

My house was right next to the beach. Which is why the price for it was so high despite not being too big. I planned on going to the beach to sit on the big rocks there and watch the waves come. The view, the wind and the smell, not to mention my music, all would serve as a distraction. Besides that I needed to release a little energy so I can rest up tonight for tomorrow.

I turn another corner and slam full force into someone else. I look up and Edge looms over me. What is he doing here? Is he stalking me?

He isn't looking at me, his eyes are focused on something behind me, he looks petrified.

"Edge?" I call out, putting a hand on his chest. He looks down at me and grabs my hand, pulling me away.

"Woah! What's going on?" I shout trying to keep up with him. For someone that's always reading, he sure can run fast. "Hey? Edge?" I call out again. He's in a panicked frenzy. He looks down at me and picks me up hugging me to his body as he runs. I finally see what he's running from. The girl in my mirror from a few weeks ago. I start hyperventilating and I grasp his shirt, hiding my face in it.

'I'm not here, this isn't real. This isn't happening. It's a bad dream. I'm imagining things.'

I know it's real though. I can feel it. My heart keeps beating faster until my chest starts to hurt from breathing so hard. Edge dips onto the shoreline and sets me down near a huge log against a cement wall separating the neighborhood from the sand.

"Stay here. Wait for me." He whispers, putting a finger to his lips. I'm still breathing too fast. I feel like I could have an asthma attack any second. I had it when I was little but i haven't needed an inhaler in years. I can't stop myself from trembling but I cup my mouth to try to calm my breathing. He runs off and my fear doubles up, cause now I'm on my own. I start rocking back and forth gritting my teeth making my breath run ragged.

She's here. She found me again. She's gonna hurt me. I'm defenseless. Will Edge be okay? Will I be okay? What's gonna happen to me? It's a ghost or something isn't it? Am I being haunted? Is it a Demon?

I hear a growling noise and my breathing stops, my entire body tensing up, my eyes widening.

There's a gargling noise that causes me to wince and I curl up, pressing my back into the cement wall. I look around, not sure what direction the noise is coming in. I feel it's presence though. It's there and it's close. It knows. I wanna peak past the corner but I don't wanna chance it...

The growling reaps closer. And closer... before that little girl shows her gruesome mug, coming out from behind the corner, dripping in blood. I shriek, struggling to pick myself up and book it down the shoreline. The sand makes it hard to keep going and my legs feel heavy, my lungs feel like they're about to collapse and my vision is blurry from the tears.

I'm tugged backwards by shirt and slam into the ground full force, the air knocked outta me. My ribs hurt so bad I thought I wouldn't be able to get back up. The girl looks down at me, her pasty white skin crowning a sharp toothed smile under her black as night eyes. I was shaking, tears flying down my cheeks. Too petrified to move as I laid there staring into the void.

Tugging her back, runs up Edge. He's covered in claw marks and dripping with blood.

"Leave her alone!" He bellows reaching to get another hit in but she dodges and flips him and I see him hit the ground too, watery vomit being forced from his mouth; soaking his white t-shirt.

I'm gonna die... I start bawling my eyes out from the repeated revelation. I pick myself up and hope if I keep running, at least he'll survive. I'm not going very fast anymore and I'm holding my chest trying as I stumble away, further down the shoreline. I can barely make out anything around me and my head is killing me.

Suddenly I'm in the air, being thrust straight into the rocks and logs. I slam into the gravel and yelp. My body gives up. I'm screaming my lungs out as I continue to cry, I stare up at the sky into the clouds and feel so helpless...

My whole body aches and I'm lucky I didn't crack my skull considering how cut up the rest of me is. My voice cracks and my throat begins to hurt but I'm still crying.

And then I stop and my breathing slows and my face rests and my sight goes dark.

Nothing.

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I awake but I don't wanna open my eyes. I feel warm though. Am I in hell? No it feels soft. Like silk... is it silk? The scent of chamomile blesses my nose. Unless the devil is a romantic, I think I'm safe.

I open my eyes to see a ceiling. I turn my head to see a pink panda donut sitting on the nightstand on top of a napkin with "Cleo" written on it.

I am safe.

I look around a little more for Edge. I mean he's the one that took me here right? This is his place?

"Edge" I cry out meekly. My throat still sore from crying. The door opens and Edge enters carrying water in one hand. He sits next to me.

"Here." He says handing me the water, I take a sip and set it next to the donut.

"What happened? What was she? I've seen her before..." I say. I needed answers.

He sighs and tucks some of my hair behind my hair. "I think you're a Angel." He says. Huh?

"What..." I gawk at him.

"Not like the Christian gods angels. Sorry let me explain. An Angel is a quote on quote pure soul. Like you can't be tainted." He says, looking at the ground.

"I'm not a virgin though?" I retort. And I don't just mean sexually. I've done some terrible things, including hard drugs. There's no way.

"Sinning doesn't exist. By tainted I mean by dark magick. You can't be possessed, compelled, turned, poisoned, hexed, cursed nor seduced." He furthers his explanation.

I don't really understand his explanation but considering the girl that looked like the lady from The Ring's long lost little sister I decided to believe him.

"What does she want with me if I can't be possessed?" I ask, picking up the donut and eating it, making sure to eat over my hand. He has silk black sheets on his bed and I didn't wanna ruin them.

"Likely? She wants you so she can escape purgatory."

"Purgatory?"

"The Christian's stole a lot of words from our book. But yah, there's a endless dimension of nothing connected to this world, and angels can be used as keys to escape it." He pauses, taking a deep breath, "That demon isn't fully here. It's soul is still stuck in purgatory."

"That's a lot to process, assuming this isn't some over the top prank." I chuckle. A fake chuckle.

"I wish that were the case." He sighs laying back onto the bed. "I'm gonna find a way to protect you."

"Under what obligation?"

"I'll tell you later."

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A/N: hi hi isn't this so cute and wholesome UwU