A Love of an Angel... *unedited*

II. Symptoms

Angel’s POV

“Jean? Jean, where are you?” I asked.

I was alone… alone in Jean and I’s favorite place; A garden full of beautiful flowers.

“Jean? Where are you? Come on! This is not funny!” I was beginning to get angry with him for what he was doing.

When I was about to shout again, Jean appeared behind me hugging me by the waist.

“Where did you go? What took you so long?” I worriedly asked.

“Well you’re gone, so I decided to bring someone with me so I could introduce her to you.” He calmly said.

“What do you mean someone? Who’s someone?” I was angry at the idea of him being with someone.

He released his hold from me and turned around so I was facing him. Maybe he could sense my jealousy and started to calm me down. He kissed me on my lips and cheeks. When he pulled away I was smiling.

He encourages someone to come and I was surprised to see that that someone he’s talking about is a girl. Anger, sadness and jealousy filled me.

“Angel this is my girlfriend …” he said her name in a whisper.

“Who is she? She’s your girlfriend? What’s her name?” I yelled.

Suddenly, the place began to shake. The flowers and trees began to wither. Butterflies and bees began to die.

“I’m sorry, but you’re gone! I can’t live my life without you! You left me alone! So I choose her!” he explained.

As the whole world began to crash, my heart was being torn apart, cut into pieces and being broken apart. My whole body began to tremble.

 Out of sadness, a lovely voice called my name.

“Angel! Angel come with me, you’ll be safe.” The voice said.

 I turned around only to find a boy with curly hair calling me.

 I took a glimpse at Jean only to find him cuddling with the girl.

I broke into tears as I ran towards the curly-haired boy.

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I gasped into realization, finding myself in my own room. Just like the other day, I was breathing hard and sweating.

 I tried to remember my dream only to hear those words again: “You’re gone, you left me!”

‘Would Jean really do that to me?’ I nervously ask myself.

I jumped out of my bed and got prepared for school.

After I got my clothes on, my phone rang. The caller’s ID said it was Jean. My lips formed into smile.

“Hello?” I smile.

“Hello? Babe! Look I’m really sorry about yesterday! I’m sorry if didn’t pick you up and lost all of my class! I’m sorry babe!” he rapidly explained.

I giggled, “It’s okay! Mom sent me to school and we had a little bonding on the way home. How’s your day yesterday?”

“Well you now mom’s attitude when she wants something she should get that now.  We had a little outing. Go into some old museum. Dad said that maybe you can come but mom was jumping up and down!” he laughed.

 As we are talking I was grabbing everything I need for school and headed downstairs.

“So did you enjoy yesterday?”I asked while heading to the kitchen. “Good morning mom!” I said while I go pass her. “And dad.” when I saw him sitting at the dining area.