Beyond The Golden Gate

Chapter 3.

Recap:

When all of a sudden, I saw a object falling from the sky and into the meadow beside me. I looked in the direction, the object crashed into the ground and dragged on the ground a few feet and stopped.

Annabelle's POV

To say that I was surprised would be an understatement, I was most likely in shock.

I decide to walk over there and check it out, so I step on the grass of the meadow carefully, I was a little afraid. I walk farther into the meadow, my anxiety and curiousness growing more and more. Everyone knows the saying 'curiosity killed the cat,' well I'm now the cat that is going to be killed by curiosity. My curiosity got the best of me and I start walking faster to the object, the meadow grass was a little high only to my lower thighs.

I finally reach the obje-BOY!? The object is actually a boy. I knew one thing for sure, I was in horror! I snap my head to the sky, I was surprised I didn't break my neck.

I stare at the sky in horror, "how could a BOY fall from the sky?!" I yell. I then look at the boy lying on the ground in what looked like a very uncomfortable position, "most importantly, is the guy even alive?"

The guy looks to be 16 or 17 at the least, he has jet black hair, that was all I could tell so far. I could look for injuries on him while he's unconscious so it won't be too awkward for the both of us but it will be awkward for me more because I'm the one looking while he is unconscious or dead. I gently took his shirt and rolled it up over his stomach, there was bruises that were black and blue and a little purple. There was a tiny gash on his left arm with a little blood sliding down his arm, but thankfully, nothing major. I carefully took off his shirt afraid that I might wake him and scare the living crap out of him, 'cause I was caught taking off his shirt. When I finally get the shirt off him, I saw a bigger gash in his right shoulder that was big as a sword blade. It was bloody and his shirt where the right shoulder would be has a bit of his blood also. I have some gauze in my pants pocket along with some tape to keep the gauze in place. I know your wondering why I have gauze and tape in my pants pocket, well, with me being bullied at school I always end up with a wound. I take the gauze and put it on his shoulder blade and use the tape to keep it in place I then do the same to the gash on his left arm wound.

The breeze then picked up, it was a little chilly here in Senecaville, OH. My hair blew in the wind and flap behind my back since I was facing the wind's cold breeze.

I hear a groan on the ground where the boy lied, I look down at him happy that he was alive. I gently roll him on his stomach to check his back for injuries, there was no wound. I then roll him back on his back, I hear the boy groan again, most likely from the pain of his shoulder, and shake his head gently side to side, opening his eyes. His eye color was a vibrant green that I got stuck in.

Here I am, staring at the guy while he looks at me weird. I then smile and speak, "hey, you ok."

He looks at me, "yeah I am," he looks down noticing that his shirt was gone. "Why is my shirt off?"

I blush, looking down at the ground and running a hand through my wavy, blond hair while sighing. "I took it off to see if you had any wounds on you and you did. I just got done covering then up with gauze." I look at him then waiting for a reaction.

"Oh, thank you," he says, smiling at me, aww he has dimples. He grabs his shirt and puts it back on but wincing in pain from his shoulder wound. "I'll have one of the guys look at the wound to see if it's ok."

I looked at him confuse, "one of the guys?"

"One of my friends," he says, smiling. "I wish you can meet them, you are a nice girl and they would love you because of your kindness, but it's a long journey to where I live," He frowns.

I laugh, while the boy looks at me funny, "I wouldn't really mind the long journey, I love adventures to new places. Anyways, I live in a orphanage they wouldn't miss me, since I'm bullied there and at school. By the way, I never got your name."

"Conner. What's your's?" He asks.

"Annabelle," I reply, smiling.

He smiles back, "Annabelle," he tries it out. "That's a long name, why don't you shorten it?"

"To what?" I ask.

Conner thinks for a few seconds, "how about Belle?" He asks me with a smile.

"Belle? Why not Anna?"

"There's enough Anna's, why not try something different? Also your voice sounds like a bell when you talk." He replies.

I blush and nod, "Belle, it is then."

"Let's go back to the part where I was saying how the journey to my home is long, it's miles from here it takes a day to get there." Conner says.

"And like I said, I love new adventures. Sometimes, I'll be gone for five days and Sarah knows that I love adventures and doesn't worry about where I am 'cause she knows I'm adventuring somewhere," I say.

Conner smiles and laughs, "fine, you can come meet the guys and everyone else." He stands up and me joining him.

"Wait, how did you get here if you live so far away?" I ask.

He looks at me worried about something, "promise me you won't freak out?" I nod, "well, do you know the myths werewolves, vampires, angels and other supernaturals?" Again I nod, "well...uh, they are all real. There not myths." Conner pauses and looks at me, I nod for him to continue. "Belle, I'm an angel."

Author's note:

How do you think Annabelle is going to react to that news?