Responsible, never!
I tend to ignore,
The works, the burdens,
Feelings and more!
A week has passed since he was given the responsibility of the human, some Friga or something. And he was in no mood to check up on her. But the constant nagging in his head from her mother made him rethink.
So he finally decided to check out the lifestyle of a human.
Freya, as it turned out her name was thirteen. Alexander noticed her for the first time on her father's funeral. Tears trickled down her eyes and she looked paler than she did in the photograph he was shown.
She was moderately pretty for a human, small and petite. Her shoulders were hung low as if she had lot of pain to carry. She was cuddled closer to her elder sister, while her mother was sobbing endlessly. He had no idea how her father died and he had no interest in knowing either.
But there was a sharp urge to console the girl, a natural guardian angel instinct. He held it back and just watched her from shadows as she looked at the world with hollow eyes. This girl took loss to heart.
He followed her around for next few days and was really angry at himself for wasting so much time. Her life was as monotonous as it gets. She got up in morning, didn't talk much, went to school, and talked with her friends but she was still in mourning. Then the classes and back home.
He was tired, agitated at the job. He had no idea why mother enjoyed being a guardian. It was the most boring work on earth. She was the most boring person on earth and apparently nothing interesting could ever happen in her life.
She doesn't need a guardian angel..and yet after all the reason to leave her Alexander could feel her loss. She was keeping in all the pain after she lost her father and it was killing her from within, taking away that serene smile from her face.
Alexander stayed just to give her the safe feeling that kept her from breaking under the pain of loss, the loss he very well knew about. He still remembered his mother every day and he was in angel meant to be strong. The human might be feeling lot of pain for her to handle.
"You are slacking brother!" Alicia said as she sat near him in a cafe Freya frequented.
"I am not." He said sipping coffee, a human drink he had grown to like.
"You are, she walked out of this place like an hour ago." Alicia said now taking her brother's cup and testing the drink.
She nodded in approval and smiled.
"I know and trust me nothing will happen to her in an hour. Nothing had happened to her since the time I am guarding her and nothing will ever happen. Her life is pretty boring." He said calming flipping through the pages of newspaper.
"But she is your responsibility." Alicia said.
He scoffed.
"Responsibility, me? When did I ever do that?" He said with tone of disdain.
"But you asked for this position." She asked confused at his words.
"Because I want to be free of those stupid Heaven warrior rules and get away from that place." He said partially telling the truth.
"I know you are here because of Mother, but Alexander she loved humans, taking care of them. Atleast try." She said gently.
"I am trying, me sitting here in a coffee shop doing nothing with all this power... I am guarding her Alicia but this is as far as I go!" he said annoyed now.
Alicia sighed.
"Fine, Haylien said Hi."
"Of course he did. Give him a kiss from my side will you?" he said sarcastically.
Alicia grinned at that.
***
One evening he was standing in front of her house leaning back on a tree knowing well enough, this is where she returned every day for past year.
As predicted she came with her friend Brenna and stepped out the car. Alexander noticed something unusual as she limped out of the car. He straightened up instantly, shedding his lazy posture and made way towards her.
She was bleeding from a deep cut on her knee. There was an unfamiliar tug in his heart.
She was hurt, even after having a guardian angel. He scolded himself mentally. Her friend looped on her arm around her neck and helped her inside the home as he followed her inside for the first time.
His guardian side was worrying.
"Freya, honey what' wrong?" Her mother came forward looking really scared.
Alexander had never felt guilty but now he did.
"Nothing I am fine just a scratch." She said wincing at her own words.
She didn't burden others with pain; a quality Alexander noticed making him feel weird all of a sudden.
"She is lying Mrs. Morenson. She was crossing a road and a bike hit her. She fell on a sharp stone on the road and cut her knee deeply." Brenna said her face streaked with tears.
Apparently her sister was not yet home and her mother was freaking out.
Alexander had his eyes on the fourteen year old. She was trying to smile through the pain to calm down her mother and Brenna while she was herself in pain. Her mother applied some antiseptic which burned her wound but Alexander noticed she bit down the hiss about to come out from her mouth.
"I think, its fine now." She said her face contracted in pain.
"I don't think so." Her mother scolded and hurried in kitchen to get her something to drink or eat.
Taking this as opportunity, Alexander's guardian instinct kicked in and he healed her not even leaving a scar. He noticed her gasp and so did her friend but next moment he just erased this from their memory.
A fresh wave of relief washed away Alexander's anxiety and he sighed sharply.
What was this? Immense sense of worry and guilt? Was this is how all guardians feel?
It was constricting his breathing system.
As he walked out , now Freya Morenson sat their talking like nothing happened , because according to her new memory nothing did happen, he realised he had been taking the job too lightly.
Because even a cut on her was this painful for him, this guardian angel bond and protectiveness will make him responsible now!
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