Angel

2nd chapter

         ‘’you’re the Chosen one’’

   That was the first thing I heard. The voice was mellow yet commanding, I could make out that it came from a woman. A bright light surrounded me. It was hard to look through the moonlit radiance. I had no idea what that meant though, my memory was still vague.

  The place that I was in seemed frozen and somehow mild at the same time. There were ground clouds all around me. The place was glistening with serenity. The sand that I was walking on was oddly silver and my every step in there felt as if I was pacing toward a life of tranquilty. The pain had vanished and I felt light. It was like my body was made up of feathers and everything around me was peaceful and silent. My body gave me vibes signaling that I belonged here. So this is what it feels like to be dead, I thought to myself. Was I really in heaven?

‘’ Daughter of Alyssa, you are the Chosen one”

    She repeated once again. The name Alyssa struck me, that was the name of my birth mother. How did she know about her? Was I really encountering God? What else did they know about my mother. The thought of being dead didn’t really scare me but knowing the truth about my birth mother did. No one knew what actually happened to her, she transcendently left me. The search party stopped looking for her and declared her as dead, even though she wasn’t dead.

  Deep down in somewhere in my heart I knew she was alive. She’d promised me she would return. I needed to know what happened to her, what this voice knew about her. Frantically I shouted, ‘’ Chosen for what ?’’

‘’That only time will tell’’

   ‘’Time will tell what?’’ I wailed back, ’’What do you know about my mother’’. I was atrocious to know the reality, after all I had the right to know.

‘’It’s time for you to go now.’’

‘’Go where?’’ I asked trying not to sound too astounded. I got no reply back. ’’ please wait’’ I bawled out but before I knew it I could feel myself getting away from there. I was being thrown back into life, the life that was miserable and replete with questions. The life where I couldn’t find salvation and no way could I escape from the pain.

   I didn’t wanna return so soon. I had to know what the voice meant by Chosen. But there was nothing I could do and before I knew it I was back.

  The ache in my fore head once again started to grow. It was tormenting me. I clasped the bed sheet that I was lying on and left a small whine in distress. My eyes had already shed a few tears. The nauseas feeling caught up to me as I tried to open my eyes. My vision was still blurry and I could feel the weight of blunders on my head. I didn’t want to wake up and I secretly wished that I was dead.

  I could see the fancy ceiling of the school infirmary. Still clutching the sides of the bed I tried to get my back up from the bed but Adrien stopped me. ‘’Angel, thank God you woke up’’ he said coming over and tightly hugging me. His hold was compact but not tight enough to hurt me even a little. My head was closely placed on his chest where I could hear his heart throbbing. I felt secure under his embrace.

  He bent down and tenderly kissed me on my fore head. The ache seemed to decrease just for a split second. He was still in his jersey and was wearing his Timberwolves jacket on top of him. The room was below freezing point and it made my body numb. I rubbed my hands and wrapped it around myself.

 ‘’Angel are you okay?’’ Adrien asked me still looking very worried. He pulled the sheets more on top of me and he asked,’’ Are you feeling cold?’’ He cared a lot for me and looked really scared. ‘’ I’m okay’’ I calmly replied and smiled a little at him. He exhaled in solace and carefully stroked my hair. ‘’I wanna go home’’ I told him sitting up straight on the bed.