@Villian_or_Hero
M/N Pov
Since I was young my mother always told me about the angels and how they'd all look after us but some us were lucky enough to have a guardian angel. Of course I thought she was referring to my friend she said I made up so when I asked him that night he said he was an Archangel who wanted to be my friend which I agreed after all he's the only one to look after me. For my guardian angel u never meet so I didn't believe I had one until I saw him fly away before I could speak.
Now I was older I never saw the Archangel making me think it was my imagination but my mother never gave up on the idea even now on her death bed she held my hand tight, fear spread across her face "your in danger!" "I'll be fine after you say I have the guardian angel" "no! He is the danger you need to get rid of him" I go to protest but seeing her worry, I give her a soft smile laying back down "I promise I will." That was the last conversation I had with her.
I never did as she said as I thought it was all a lie and she more paranoid but that wasn't the case as I came home after visiting her grave as its been a year since she passed. Staring at the two angels who was glaring at one another "who the hell are you two?" "You don't remember me?" "Should I?" "I'm the Archangel you meet when you were younger" "no way! You were just my imagination" shaking his head ad he steps closer "and this here is your guardian angel" "okay that doesn't explain what your both doing here" "well we both want you so we decided to make sure you stay with us ans us alone. For safety reasons" I knew then I should of took my mother's words more serious.
