Wings of Heaven

Chapter 1|

Authors note

A huge thank you to SkyDancer22 for making an amazing cover for the story

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"Hurry up Violet," yelled my mother "We're leaving."

"Coming!" I called from my bedroom window. I picked up the last of the cardboard boxes and struggled to carry it down the stairs.

I had finally managed to secure my grip when I fell out the door. I smacked my head hard in the ground and watched as all my possessions fall out, including my diary which lay open on the ground.

"Oh sweetheart!" Gasped my mother, running over "you silly goose."

I quickly got up and brushed the dirt off my knees "I'm fine mom chill!" I said, before re-packing my stuff.

"Here let me help," said my mother, picking up my diary.

"Leave that alone!" I shrieked, grabbing it out of her hands and hurrying to the car.

I got into the passengers side and waited for my mother to get in. "Alright sweety," cooed my mother "ready to leave?"

"Ya sure whatever," I replied, sticking my headphones over my ears and turning up "Carry on my Wayward Son" by Kansas to an almost deafening volume. My mother started up the engine and then we were off. I stared out the window, mentally waving goodbye to our old house and our old lives.

My dad died six months ago. He had an undiagnosed heart condition and by the time we found out, it was too late. Dad died two week later.

After the funeral the bills started to pile up and up. Mom only had a part time job so income was low. I tried my best to help, getting odd jobs here and there, but even with top marks in my exams times were tough and getting a job that paid well was next to impossible.

So we had to sell our old house and move to some renovated asylum. It was the only place we could afford due to the fact no sane person would want to live in an asylum. So that was where we were headed, the Wetherby Asylum for the criminally insane. Fun times.

After a three hour drive we finally pulled into the driveway of our new "home". It had four floors, six bathrooms, six bedroom and a huge garden full of flowers, fruits and an apple orchard. The front of the house was covered in thick, green ivy and it was almost impossible to make out the doors and windows.

"This is our new house?" I sighed

"oh Violet!" My mother exclaimed "please don't be like that. It was the only house within our price range and besides it looks gorgeous."

Although I hated to admit it, the house did look pretty cool and besides who could say that they lived in a former mental asylum.

"Fine!" I agreed. "But the second something crazy happens, I am moving in with Cassidy." I held out my hand and waited for my mother's response.

"Agreed!" She replied, shaking my hand.

We walked through the heavy cast iron door into the foyer. The ground was covered in gleaming, black tiles and a bunch blood red roses sat in a crystal vase on the mahogany table near the door. Directly in front of us was a wide, stairway that led all the way up to the top floor. It looked similar to the one out of Titanic. There was an old grandfather clock in the corner by the living room door, the pendulum swaying side to side almost hypnotically.

"Wow," I whispered staring all around me.

"I know," agreed my mother "isn't it just amazing?"

"Where's my room?" I asked

"where ever you want it to be," replied my mother.

I quickly ran up the stairs to the top floor and chose the largest room. I set my box down on the bed and began looking for a place to hide my diary. Of all my possessions it was one of if not the most important one. I eventually found somewhere under a loose floorboard. I slipped it under and began unpacking some if the things from my box.

I was starting to put some of my clothes into the dresser when there was a knock at my door. My mother walked in holding a large gift wrapped box.

"I know your birthday isn't until tomorrow but I think you should have this now," she said hand it to me. "Your father picked it out."

I eyed my mother suspiciously before undoing the bow and lifting off the lid. I gasped at the gorgeous present in the box. It was a red, silk dress with lace, elbow length sleeves.

I lifted it out and a heavy object fell into my lap. I put the dress down and picked up a stunning, ruby necklace on a silver chain. I was absolutely speechless.

"How did Dad afford all this?" I asked my mother.

"I don't know," she replied "I found it the back of the closet with a note saying to give it to you today. Your father was always full of surprises."

Mom's eyes were beginning to tear up a little so I decided to change the subject. "Do you want any help unpacking?"

I asked. "No I'm fine sweetheart," she replied "why don't you go have a look around? The garden looks beautiful."

"Okay," I replace the dress and necklace into the box then placed it carefully into my closet.

Walking through the garden I could see what my mother was talking about. Everywhere beautiful flowers were in bloom. The smell of them was far greater than any perfume you could ever buy.

I was strolling towards the apple orchard when I saw a shadow between two of the trees. Squinting I could slightly make out the figure of a man. I walked quicker towards the trees to find out who he was but by the time I got there he was already gone.

I didn't bother telling Mom about the strange man when I got back because I knew it would upset her. Instead I got ready for bed and tried to get to sleep.

At first I thought I was dreaming. I dreamt I was falling, from where I didn't know, when I was going to stop, I didn't know either. But when I felt an intense pain ripple through my body, I knew something was wrong. It felt as if a white hot poker was being shoved up my spin and across my body. I screamed out in pain and suddenly my eyes burst open. I was panting and my body was covered in sweat.

Looking around there seemed to be some sort of light in my room. I couldn't figure out where it was coming from so I looked out my window and felt my heart drop as the silhouette of a man stood below it.