The Guardian Angel

Chapter-10: Leah

Hey guys. I know I haven't updated in a long while. I'll come clean, I wasn't sure about wattpad and explored other options. I found a few too. But truth be told, wattpad feels like home. I wasn't nearly as comfortable using other sites or apps and it wasn't only because it was new. Despite being offered payment for my writing I chose to write here, cus.... comfort comes first right? So here I am again, hope ya'll will forgive me for the long gap.

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Numb? Confused? Scared? I didn't know what was going on, and every part of my brain was trying to process the sight in front of me. The man who I'd thought never loved me, lay on the grass, dead after claiming all he did was protect me. A part of me was wondering where mom and uncle were. Were they taken away? Or.... 

Stephen hurled insults at Rachel but it all was a dull noise in the background as my brain struggled to keep up. What had he said? 

All I wanted was to protect her 

I felt my mouth open, but words wouldn't come out. I forgot how words were formed. I desperately needed to say something. To whom or what I knew not. 

Could you be shocked at someone's death even if you hated the person and what they've done to you your entire life? Yes, maybe. Is that what this was? 

I didn't know what to think. I don't know what is happening. Everything's revolving around me somehow. All of it somehow insanely and cruelly linked to me, a link I didn't ask for and a link I didn't know to break. 

"They only want her. I'm doing this for you," Rachel says, and chokes out the last word in a tone so desperate that it makes me look up. "Please." 

James didn't say anything. I wasn't able to tell what he was thinking. After a few beats he asked, "Who is she?" 

Rachel's green eyes were pleading but her lips remained sealed as if the truth that might drag her soul out of her mouth with it. 

The red woman pursed her lips glancing at James and her gaze swiveled to hold mine. She stayed still, studying me as if she was trying to decipher a complex sentence in another language. 

Elijah came back and whispered into the woman's ears and she nodded curtly. 

"Unfortunately, time's up. You'll have to get it out of her after we leave." The woman nodded at me and waited. 

"You're not taking her anywhere." James pushed himself in front, partially covering me. 

The woman sighed, "So predictable," and asked him, "What are you going to do? Your hands are bound, my men surround you and you're unarmed." 

She tilted her head. "Are you so desperate to die twice?" 

It was like a punch in the gut for me. Only the four of us knew about it and probably Rachel, I guessed. 

On second thought, it made sense that if Rachel was in cahoots with this woman, she'd have told everything. 

A slam into the back of his knee brought James to the ground, where he was swiftly put into a chokehold. 

"What do you want from me?" 

It was the first time I'd addressed her and I was surprised how even my voice sounded. Despite the whirlwind of emotions raging through me and ripping my insides apart, it almost felt like the eye of the storm in this case was outside. 

"All in good time. But now, you need to come." 

I stepped forward, my feet faltering. I didn't want James or Jessica to get hurt. I didn't have another choice. And what someone as powerful as her could want from someone like me, I couldn't fathom.