My Angel

My Angel: Chapter 11

I hope you are all having an amazing day, my fellow undead!

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"Mom! I'm fine, I'm okay! You seriously - seriously don't have to worry." I finally snapped, trying my best to keep a smile on my face as she blubbered and freaked out, hugging me, and touching my hair - getting everywhere in my personal space. "The fire didn't touch me at all." I promised for the hundredth time.

"B-But baby... sweetie... that's not right?! I saw it, the whole building just went down. C-charlie said it was..." She cried, barely able to get her words out. I quickly took her hand - mostly to keep her from checking me to see if I was burned anywhere. "W-why are you at the hospital i-if you're ok then?"

I sighed, looking around in the little waiting room, and all the people walking around. Doctors, nurses, and patients getting to where they were going, and my mom and I were completely in the way as we just stood in the hall. I cannot believe Charlie told her I was here... I was really hoping to have this whole conversation at home.

Luckily my appearance was low on her list of worries, because that would've taken way too long to explain.

"I'm with a friend," I tried to explain again, slower this time. "He was in the fire - he's fine, but we're waiting with him till his fiance gets here."

"But... but... I thought you didn't have any..." She asked softly, sniffling as she put her hand on my cheek. "Oh you're so cold." She whimpered.

"I have... a friend." I say with a sigh. "And her friend is this guy's fiance... it's - it's all a little complicated." I wave it off with a sigh. "But she needs me here right now."

"What? A girl?" She asked with shock. The last time she saw me was after my angel... after my angel left me.

I quickly nodded my head, my frustration pooling into my eyes as I got ready to explain yet another aspect of my life that I really didn't want too - but very luckily, I heard someone call out my name.

"Beau Swan!"

I turned and marching up to me fast was Sam. She looked angry. Her glare was bone chilling, and I could see in her shoulders that she was barely holding back from shifting right here and now - and it looked like I was gonna be the first thing she hunted. "Where is Elliot?" She demanded quietly.

I could hear Renee gasp behind me, clearly intimated by the wild looking woman - and I had to agree. If I wasn't a vampire, I probably would've been running for the hills.

I looked over my shoulder at mom and I made a quick decision. I would rather risk helping a pissed off werewolf, than I would wanna answer any more of her invasive questions.

"Room 202, here, let me show you the way." I said, smiling with what was hopefully a pleasant look. I couldn't be sure, because between mom's interrogation, and Sam's glare of death, it was difficult to tell if I could muster up a good look right now.

I quickly turned to my mom, and said. "I'm gonna help out my friend here. Do you think you can wait for Charlie to come back?" I looked at the clock on the wall, it's been a couple of hours since the fire, and Charlie was probably done wrapping it all up. He was fast like that when it came to being Chief Swan.

"Yeah baby, go." She said pulling me down and kissing my head.

I nodded to her one last time and then gestured to Sam to follow, who had been very impatiently waiting for me to finish fending Renee off. She was standing stone still, but her breathing was fast, and erratic.