Falling Angels

Chapter 6 - Princess Of Miracles

Jakson packs all my clothes into my wardrobe as I sit on the bed, watching him. I notice how his brown hair shines and his body is like a sculpture. Perfectly carved. He turns around and sees me looking at him. I snap to attention and look at him in the eyes and he raises an eyebrow. I hide my face and he walks to my side. "What's wrong Amari?" I look up at him with a puzzled expression. "You... I... Um...it's nothing..." I hide my face again and he slips his hand into mine.

We sit there in silence for a while and I feel him move his hand out of my grip. He looks at my and puts his hand on my cheek. My eyes widen but I do nothing about him slowly moving closer.

"NO"

I jump backwards. "What is it Amari?" My eyes water and I clutch my head in both hands. My head is pounding as if I was hit across my head.

"YOU... CAN'T"

I squint my eyes shut and tears stream down my face. Jakson is panicking and trying to calm me down.

"YOU... CAN'T... LOVE... HIM"

I scream "WHO ARE YOU" and the headache weakens. The voice, I think it's in my head. It starts to speak in a shaky voice, almost as if it is crying.

"I... I thought... You loved... Me"

Jakson grabs my cheeks and I open my eyes. Tears pour down my face and he wipes them away. "What's going on" Jakson says, frustration showing through. I see a face in my mind. A boy, probably around 18. He has long blonde hair that shines like gold. His face, covered in tears. And the voice, it was beautiful. The boy in my mind said "I will miss you being by my side, my sweet princess" The image disappeared and I lean back so I am laying down. Jakson keeps asking me something, but I can't hear him.

"Princess..." I mumble to myself. What did the boy mean by princess? Ugh I need to remember my past! I stand up. Trying to picture the boy in my mind again.

"Princess..."

The voice is back.

"Princess... I know you can hear me, why won't you reply?"

I concentrate on the source of the voice. The same boy pops into my mind. How do I answer though?

"Please..."

I picture his face in my mind, I picture words beside him. I hear my voice in my mind. "Go away"

"Wh... What?"

"GO AWAY!"

"Princess, please... I need to know your ok..."

"Stop calling me princess"

Nothing... I hear no response for at least 3 minutes

"Ok, Miracle"

Miracle? Memories of where I came from flood back to me. A palace made of crystal, land made of clouds. Angels flying around. Angels. I'm an angel. I remember my father. I remember the boy. I see my father yell at my mother. I see myself run away. I see myself jump from the clouds.

"Don't call me Miracle either. That's not my name"

"Yes it is. It is Princess of Miracles. But you are known as Miracle"

"It's Amari now. Now go away"

"Fine"

Silence. Perfect silence