His Angel

8

I can't fucking stand him any more.

I can tell that he doesn't want to be here with me and neither do i .

We've been in the mall only an hour and a half and i am already exhausted. Not only with the whole shopping thing but also with Cassiel.

He tries to be friendly but fails.

The fist thing we did when we parked in the parking lot was to grab some coffee for the little princess beside me.

Then after a while we stumbled across some friends of his and he kind of left me alone.

I am now grabbing some notebooks. It took me awhile to find the stores that would serve for what i needed for school but eventually i managed to select everything.

I paid with the card that Shades left for me. He said i could use it when he was away.

I try to avoid the expensive items not wanting to spend a lot of Shades's money.

I'm thinking about whether it would be a good idea to buy that charcoal I saw in the shop I passed before I came to the one I'm in now. I'd also need a sketchbook.

The police have confiscated mine as evidence. Almost all my stuff, basically. They wouldn't let me take anything from my old house.

I really like art. Its been a while since i drawn last time.

Before the accident actually.

I cast away the dark memories that start to take rout in my heart and making it heavy again. More than it already is.

I sense a hand fall on my shoulder and turn my haed to face the intruder.

I lock eyes with him for a split second and thay enough for me to be irritated.

"I lost you beautiful. Where have you been?"

I raise my eyebrow and look at him annoyed.

I changed my mind after all I don't think I'm ready to start drawing yet.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you talking?" he asks as I walk out of the store and start heading in the direction I think we parked Cassiel's car.

After about ten minutes of walking, the parking lot has begun to appear in our field of vision.

This mall is so big i wonder how i didn't get lost. I actually got lost a couple of times after the gentleman from here left me alone.

He hasn't spoken in so long and I'm grateful.

Now I'm in front of the passenger door and as I reach out to open the door of the expensive car Cassiel grabs my wrist and turns me around to face him.

I stay still. I forget to breathe with this movement of his and the way he is looking at me now.
He looks me in the eyes without giving me room to escape.
The only solution I can have is to be as still as possible.

I hate this whole thing so much now.

"What is it?" I ask "Did something happened?" Damn what am I saying and why did i talk to him since i don't care.

Maybe because I feel strange and I don't know what to say. He doesn't answer me instead he spends his time looking at me.

"That's what I'm wondering too." He says as he takes the three bags from my hands that I'd forgotten I was holding.

Then he opens the passenger door for me to get in, still looking me in the eyes.

I get in the car before things get any weirder and I start talking nonsense again.

I am so embarrassed.

Why did I talk to him? I never want to see him again and I hate him so so so much but most of all I blame Shades for not being here now.

If Shades had brought me here himself I would have avoided all of this.

Before I know it, we've arrived at the house and the bastard is opening the door for me. I didn't even realize he got out of the car.

I try not to pay attention to the fact that he's holding my hand while I'm getting out of the car.

"Thanks for today I know you didn't want to do it, you didn't have to." I tell him quickly without looking at him after first taking the bags with the school supplies I just bought and heading to the front door of the house with the keys Mrs. Elli lent me today.

It unlocks and I enter the house.

And finally I can breathe.

I headed to the kitchen to see what we had for dinner today.