My Guardian Angel

#8

#8

No, no, not again. My legs were numb and I was too tired to run anymore. I looked around and saw a door at the end of the bright room I was standing in but I couldn't escape. My hands began to shiver as I saw the distance between me and him closing. He was covered in blood, like the last time I saw him. Yet, I was too tired. I didn't even want to cry. There was hardly a foot distance between us now and my legs gave up. I dropped to the floor, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't stop crying. I knew this was all a bad dream but I thought I deserved it. Wrapping my arms around my knees, I looked down and tried not to face him.

"Don't cry." A voice said. My heartbeat began to race and I looked up at the boy.

He was staring at me intently. His eyes were staring into mine. That's when I saw how sad he looked. He wasn't going to do anything to me. He looked so innocent and kind.

"I- I'm so sorry." I said softly, not taking my eyes off his. "I really am."

"I know." He said softly, smiling. "It's not your fault."

He looked at me so genuinely that I felt my heart was breaking into tiny pieces all over again. To my surprise, I noticed he wasn't bloody anymore. Instead, he was dressed in a casual white shirt and blue jeans. His hair was dark brown and combed neatly. His brown eyes weren't grave anymore, instead, they were sparkling. With a beautiful smile to add to it, he looked like an angel.

"You are fine." I pointed out, a small smile crawling its way onto my face.

He nodded and sat down next to me. He was still staring at me so kindly, that I began to feel the guilt kill me even more. I forced myself to look away from his face, because I couldn't take it anymore.

'It's just a dream. It's just a dream.' I kept reciting in my head.

He placed his cold hand on mine and I had a sudden moment of goosebumps. His touch was so familiar that I didn't even feel awkward.

"Everything's going to be fine, Aria. I promise."

My heart stopped beating for a second. Or at least I felt it did. My body began to shiver as I recognized the familiarity of the whole thing. His touch, his voice, his kind, gentle smile..... Right at that moment I knew what 'cat caught your tongue' meant.

"I'm always going to be there. Never feel lonely." The beautiful voice that I worshipped continued talking.

It took all my energy to keep myself from crying out loud but that wasn't enough to stop my tears from rushing out and my body from shivering.

His cold hands were now wrapped around me. I turned around to see his face again and he just smiled at me the way he did earlier. Wiping the tears off my eyes, he leaned in and gently kissed my forehead.

I hugged him so tight, I knew I was hurting him but I didn't want to let him go. He just returned the hug and rubbed his hand on my back, trying to comfort me.

"I- I - I am sooo sorry." I cried, my voice breaking in between. "I didn't know."

He remained silent. A few seconds later, he pushed me away softly and began to get up.

"No, no, no!" I screamed. "Please don't leave just yet!"

I caught his arm and tried to pull him closer. He didn't move but he leaned in forward and kissed me on my lips. My heart raced and I felt like everything was in place for just that moment.

"Take care of yourself. I'm always here, right next to you." He promised, holding my face in his and staring at my eyes.