Alex lays on the couch with me as we watch a movie. I start falling asleep against Alex. He's warm and soft and snuggly. The perfect pet to have to have help to fall asleep.
Te sound of smashing glass cusses me to jump. It's came from upstairs. Alex jumps off of the couch and goes up stairs. I wait for a minute in the couch.
I slowly get up and try to hear the sound of Alex walking now up stairs but there is nothing. I move into the kitchen and grab my favorite kitchen knife.
My heat pounding in my chest, I walk back into the living room and realize that my phone is gone. Great. Loud sounds come from the stairs. Loud and fast. What the hell?
Alex roll down the stairs and then his body comes to a stop at the bottom. He neck his snapped and blood trickles out from his mouth. I watch as he breathes in. Then out. I wait for him to keep breathing but he doesn't.
Two men walk down the stairs. They wear long black tench coats but don't look armed. They don't look much older than me, either. What is going on?
"It's nice to finally see you again." A voice says from behind me. I move so I can see all the guys. Again? I've never seen any off the men in my life. "Put the knife down."
"No." I say with attitude.
"Chandler, put the knife down. You're coming with us."
"I don't know who you are! You killed my dog!" Anger slashes onto the mans face, his eyes turning fully black like coal. He starts moving closer to me. Once he's close enough, I hold the knife then stick it in his shoulder. He just smirks.
"Will child, a knife doesn't bother me." He goes to pull the knife out and I take the time to duck under his arm and run.
The front door is all I need right now. I know that in being chased, but that's not worrying me. Did Chase know about this? This is probably just some sick joke that he and some buddies are pulling. I'm so going to kill them all. They can't be human, than man didn't even react to the stabbing. I run to the front door and it's blocked by another man in a trench coat.
"Shit." I mutter. I swing around the corner. I enter the livingroom again. This leaves me with only one choice.
The window.
"Don't you dare!" One man yells. I do it. I close my eyes and hurl myself at the window. Glass shatters and I'm quickly on the ground. Pain goes through my whole left side.
"What the hell are you thinking?" I know that voice. Chase. Hands are pulling me up. Its not Chase, it's the trench coat guys.
They pull me up and I'm standing up. I move in their grip but they're to strong. I just heard Chase. I look around but see no sign of the damn teenager.
"You're acting like your father did." I look up at an man who look like he's in his mid thirties. "Don't you ever learn?"
"I dot have a father." I snap.
"Everyone does." He comes up close. He pushes my chin up so I'm looking directly at him. His eyes are fully black like coals, like demons. "You look just like your bloody mother."
"Well, I am her daughter." I smirk. "I'm obviously going to look like her."
"You're a little smartass like you father, too." If my father sent these things, I will probably punish him in the face if I ever meet him. "Where is he?"
"Who?"
"Your guardian angel?" Guardian angel? Are these church men?
"Okay, I'm sorry, but I'm not religious. Angels aren't real, God isn't real, Lucifer isn't real, Heaven isn't real not is Hell." He drops his hand.
"Release her, but don't let her move." The two guys in each side of me releases me. That's the kindest that they've been all night. Real gentlemen.
"Who are you?"
"I'm your uncle." I don't have any uncles. None that I know of. Mom never told me about my father and his family. She just told me the basics. Although she said that I look a lot like him, but I look a lot like her. Nothing ever makes sense. "I'm sorry about your dog."
"Sure you are." I roll my eyes.
"Why don't you believe in angels and the other stuff?"
"Because it's unrealistic." I say as if it's obvious. Why does he care? It's my choice if I want toe believe or not.
I look at the guy who claims to be my uncle. He's got dark shaggy hair and those black eyes. I look nothing like him.
"Those two scars on your back," How does he know about those? Minnie doesn't even know about the scars. I've kept those hidden. "what do you think they're from?"
"Mom said I was born with them."
"She has the same ones." Tis is weird. I have no idea how he would know this. I look down and try to figure everything out.
"How do you know?" He pushes off his trench coat and then he pulls his shirt off. He's got light skin and his muscles are very well visible. I watch him.
Wings come out from behind him. I gasps, taking a step back. Just like those creatures I saw today. His wings are a blood red. I take a step forwards, watching in amazement. They're so beautiful.
"How?" I ask. "Wait, so are you like an angel?"
"I'm was an angel of Heaven but then I betrayed them for my brother. Now I'm a Hellion." He says. "Your mother is an angel from Heaven."
I chuckle. "Is this some joke? I'm just dreaming, right?"
"No. You're acting like a child."
"Technically I am a child." He doesn't look to happy.
"Where is your guardian angel, Chandler?" Not this again.
"I don't know!"
"I heard he is now a fallen angel." He smirks. "A traitor, he is, to heaven." So, this angel of mine is a traitor to heaven? "Before we take you, we have to kill him."
"Well, guess what? I don't know who he is nor where he is."
"You were with him last night, yes?"
"That kid is my partner in English. A class at my school, ya know? We were working on our project. Where are you taking me anyways?"
"To your father." Now they're really starting to tick me off.
"I already told you, I don't have a father! I don't have a damn guardian angel! And I don't know who you are!" He pulls out a knife and I back away, but the two guys grab me. He come up to me and I bite my lip. His knife sticks into my left side. Hot pain rushed through me and I let out a scream. "You're a fucking asshole!"
"If you want to live, I'd move away from her." A familiar voice growls from somewhere in the darkness.
"Chase, you're here." My "uncle" says. "Come here so I can rip your throat out." The guys let me go and I fall to the ground.
"Ow." I mutter.
"Listen, Vic, I already killed the others without a problem. I have a message to your brother, also." Chase say casually. I can't tell where he is. My vision is a blur and I hear thunder from above.
I hear sounds of groaning and grunting. I don't know what's happening but it sounds like a lot of fighting to me. My hand skins my shirt over the place that I was stabbed. I lift my hand and it's all red from blood.
"Chan?" Chase says, then his face it above mine. "How are you?"
"Never better." I mumble.
"I got you."
