Chapter Thirteen

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I'm guilty, I tell myself as I look in the mirror, I'm a horrible person. I shouldn't have kissed Isaiah. I betrayed Levi and Ember, what am I going to do?

I look at my golden wings shimmer behind me. What a lie. They might as well be black because I'm no good. Levi deserves better than me. My fingers fumble with putting on the golden feather necklace he gave me, my thumb slips and it drops to the ground. I stare down at my white painted toes and then my eyes move to find the necklace. I reach down to pick it up. My hands shake as I do. I make a fist around the necklace Levi gave me. I'm a horrible person, I think to myself as I try to put the necklace back on.

I step out into the hall with my white flowing dress and camo green jacket, wearing brown sandals on my feet. Aunt Gracelyn is already in the hall, she smiles at me, and I smile back.

"Good morning, Eleanor," she greets me.

"Morning, auntie," I say and start to walk down the grand staircase.

"In a rush this morning, are you?" she laughs quietly.

"Yes, yes," I sigh, "I have to meet Levi in the library. Studying."

"I was going to make breakfast though."

"I'm sorry, but we have a test today," I shrug a what can you do? and put my hand on the front door's knob, "Breakfast tomorrow?"

"Alright," she looks down at me from upstairs into the foyer, "good luck on your test."

"Thank you," I say as I walk out the front door.

Aunt Gracelyn has really been trying to be a more motherly figure to me nowadays, but I don't like it. She can't replace my mother. How can I trust her when she was keeping Uncle John a secret from me? Mothers don't keep those kind of secrets. She can't erase the memory of watching my mother die. My mother died because of me, and I have a feeling my father did too. I could've saved them, but what did I do? I just stood there and accepted them dying. There is no way I'm going to let anyone else die because of me. Not Levi, not Ember, and not Isaiah. I will not let them die, and especially not because of me.

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I walk in the crowd of supernatural creatures at school. I don't even know half the people still, but I have more problems to worry about. Like who The Black Angel could be and of course Blake wanted me dead still. And Avery is still out to get me. Great, I think to myself, who can I make enemies with next?

I bump shoulders with Zoe and stop in my tracks. She looks back at me with warning eyes, and I pause. Could she possibly be? Maybe, but why? It would make sense. The crazy act in the basement was all in act in the first place, she tried to scare me. And she could've hired the nogitsune, but why else would Zoe, the only other saraph angel I know, be The Black Angel? Levi should know, but I don't know if I can face him with my guilt. I might have to work this one alone... or I could always ask my best friend- Ember.

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