A Declaration To The Feathered Imagination: Book 1

Chapter 9

Caelob had laid for sometime crying himself out  on his bed before he slept, contemplating his decision.

"Sorry mom, sorry dad, sorry Davian, sorry Vance, sorry Roicha. Sorry, everyone. Guess it's my fault again."

He began to feel dreary, soon after he was fast asleep, some of the tears began to dry onto his eyelids. After a while of sleeping, he heard a voice calling to him.

"So you're just gonna feel sorry for yourself then?"

Caelob woke up with a startle, it had to have been dead in the morning when he woke up. He laid back down, wrapped in his favorite blanket and self pity.

"What do you want?" He said to himself, realizing who it was.

There was no response.

"You wanna make fun of me for it well here I am..." He said.

Still silence.

He got up and looked around.

"Hello? I'm a big loser over here."

Nothing, Caelob took a picture from his backpack, it was the one he drew of the girl he saw face up at the creek.

"Is this you?" He said a little louder, "I've seen you before, I know you're there, so come out already. Please?"

Still there was nothing, Caelob sat on the ground.

"I guess I really am the loneliest 17 year old in the world. You jerk...This is what you wanted wasn't it? And now you have it. This is what I get for messing with things beyond my understanding, this is what I get and this is what I deserve. I deserve this and nothing else."

He looked at the photo and crumpled it.

"Stupid imaginary friend, the face of a Celestial, but the humor of an A-hole. Imagine that..."

He began to cry laugh in self pity as he took comfort to the ground, squeezing into his favorite blanket waiting for her to leave again. A flutter came from one side of a room, then to the other. Small snickering could be heard as it bursted into open laughter.

"Pretty? A-Hole? My guy I've been called many things but pretty? Hah I'm the worst thing you've ever feasted your eyes upon."

Teary-eyed, Caelob looked to see a vivid shadow in the corner of his room, he noticed two little beads staring at him. He flicked his phone light to see what he had seen in the past. On the ceiling floated glamorously the girl from before. Hovering on her side legs crossed, her knuckles resting on her chin, her eyes covered with the reflection of her eyeglasses from the light of Caelob's phone. A smile like she meant business, her tucked wings floated with flamboyant poster. Paralyzed, Caelob stared in fear, her presence in the light showed a menacing demeanor. She began to adjust her poster, revealing the dark pupils in her eyes grow shorter with excitement. Her wings began to stretch out, casting a blood-curling shadow on each side of Caelob's room.

"Oh God.." Caelob stammered, beginning to cry again as his eyes couldn't look away.

"The A hole part I can gladly take as a compliment. But stupid....? Now that's just something, I can't allow someone to call me...and live."

"Just make it quick please, I beg you." Stammered Caelob, still in self pity.

A gust of wind came from her giant wings, a laughter of someone having the time of their life echoed in the room. A loud thud from above shook the entire popcorn ceiling, she had clunked herself on the head. Another loud crash came from the ground, she plopped to the floor. Her wings falling directly onto her, covering her body like dust under the rug. She laid there motionless. Caelob was frozen in place as she was, he was not able to comprehend such an oddity of nature that laid before him unconscious.

"Caelob are you alright up there?" A voice called from downstairs.

It was his mother calling, Caelob began to panic.

"Crap," he muttered looking around to hide his imaginary friend.

"Y-yes mom!" He shouted. "I just fell and tripped over something going to the bathroom."

With all his might, he lifted the winged creature over his shoulders.

"My god you're heavy," muttered Caelob. "Who, knew, something so, fluttery, could be so, heavy?"

He tried placing her on the bed, in the event his parents did come up, they wouldn't see her under the blanket. He let her down on the bed but tumbled over the floor making a loud thud, and a soft groan.

"Caelob Reyes!" His mother shouted.

"Don't make us come up there!" His father shouted.

"I'm going up there." Replied his mother.

The sound of walking came closer to his door. Her wing was exposed and he was unable to hid it behind him. The door swung open.

"Caelob Reyes what is going on?" His mother demanded.

"I-I fell mom that's all, I went to the restroom and I came back and I tripped over the bed leg."

She looked towards his legs.

"What's that behind you then."

Caelob panicked, he knew he was down for this time.

"Nothing mom," he squeaked.

"Well I can see that honey," she sighed. "I'm just looking if you left anything on the floor again. You gotta keep your room upright or else we're gonna have to keep coming up to help you cle-"

"I'm okay mama, I promise. I'm gonna go back to bed."

Caelob looked to his side, the bird lady was gone.

'How did she even do that?', He thought.

Her mother sighed, "Goodnight Caelob, get some rest okay?"

"Okay mom," Caelob muttered.

The door closed shut, Caelob let out a big sigh as he began to scan the room.

'How did she just disappear like that?' He thought to himself.

He looked over to where she was clearly exposed.

'Maybe only I'm able to see her, just like the Wiccan lady said, which means I have all the more to see her tomorrow.'

"You can come out now," He stuttered.

There was no response, nothing had reached out to him, but the silence.