My Guardian Angel

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"Mom?"

I couldn't believe it. Mom. She was here with me, in my room. She was back. She looked exactly the same as I remembered her. Her eyes were a perfect green, the most beautiful pair I'd ever seen in my life. She smiled at me so affectionately, that I felt so warm and protected. Her hair was tied in a high pony and she wore the white knee-length dress I had gifted her on her birthday.

My eyes began to fill up with tears as I took a step forward.

"Mom." I called again, my voice breaking.

The smile on her face grew wider and she walked forward elegantly, closing the distance between us.

"Arena." She said, her voice as angelic as ever. "My baby."

That was all I needed. I threw myself at her, holding her tight to me. Her hands ran through my hair softly and she kissed my forehead. Tears began running down my cheeks and I couldn't find my voice to speak. How was this possible? How could she be here? I remember the funeral so well. Every incident of that day was so fresh in my mind, I had nightmares about it everyday. Wait. Is this a dream? The thought made me hug her tighter and I took in the beautiful fragrance she emitted, trying to hold onto any piece I could get of her.

"Honey." She said, softly, pulling away but not leaving my hands.

I cried like a baby. I knew the dream was coming to an end and I didn't want that to happen. I could sleep all year long if this was what I got instead.

"Don't leave me." I cried, throwing my arms around her neck.

"Oh, my baby, I would never leave you. " she said, sincerely.

"This is a dream and I'm going to wake up soon. I don't want to." I complained, trying to speak through my tears.

"That doesn't mean you lose me, love. I'm always there next to you, watching over you."

I cried harder, remembering all the good 16 years I was blessed with her, till she was snatched away from me.

"Don't cry. Believe in me. I'm always there." She said, pulling away from me gently once again.

Oh no. She was leaving. I grabbed her hand tightly refusing to let her go.

She gently freed herself from my grasp and walked backwards still smiling at me the way she used to all her life.

I let the tears rush out of my eyes not bothering to wipe them off. I watched my mom go far away from me. I stared at her, eating in all the little details of her face. She opened the door to leave before giving me one final glance.

"I love you, Ari." She said, ever so sweetly, that my eyes swelled up with tears again. "I love you too." I whispered.

She was gone. I looked around but there was not a soul around. The door was closed and there was no bed, no dresser, no table, no chair, no bookshelf... no furniture at all. My room was empty. Absolutely empty.

The door began to open on its own slowly. Very slowly. All the sense of warmth and protection I had felt earlier began to slip away. I felt naked, ripped off my security. I was all alone. Someone was coming in.

The door opened half-way and I closed my eyes in fear. My heartbeat raced and I hugged myself. The sound of a familiar man's voice put me back to rest. My brother, Ron. Wasn't Ron away on work tour? I forced myself to open my eyes and look ahead.

The bright light standing at the open doorway made me scream. It was so bright that my head began to ache and I felt the world around me spin. My head was thumping so hard, like there was a hammer being used inside to nail something into me. I screamed so hard and fell on the floor, my eyes still closed.

"Ari!" Ron's voice called. "Wake up!"

I screamed. I didn't want to open my eyes and see the horrid light again.

My body shook all over. I felt strong, big hands wrap around me in protection. I hugged the person who was with me.

"Ron." I finally managed to speak.

"I'm here. I'm here. You are okay now!" he promised, hugging me closer.

"Ron..."

"Doctor!!" he shouted, still holding me tight.

Doctor? Where was I?

I opened my eyes softly, wanting to see where I was and why. I wanted to see my brother's face watching over me.

Black. No. This is not possible. How can a place be this black? I know Ron's hugging me right now, then how is it possible that I can't see him? Why was everything so pitch black?

My hands began to feel weak and numb. I felt the entire energy of my body slip away from me. I felt my hands and legs give up my body as I realized the harsh truth. Hospital. I was hospitalized. Images of a pool of blood, big, adorable chocolate brown eyes and a bright light kept running in my mind like a slideshow. I closed my eyes again and opened it one last time before drifting away.

I was blind. No, this cannot be happening. I don't want to be blind.

"No..." I whispered. "Ron, please, take me home!"

"Baby, I'm so sorry. I can't. I promise you, you'll be fine."

I shook my head, frustration building up in me. I hated this. Oh Lord, what did I do wrong? You took my mom, my dad and now my eyesight? Seriously? What was wrong with my life?! How did I end up here?

"What happened to me?" I asked Ron, digging my nails into his flesh, in fear.

"It... it was an accident. But you are .."

****His voice kept fading as I remembered bits of the night. I was walking home, listening to loud music. I remembered looking up at my bedroom window from across the road and the longing to jump into bed and go to sleep. I began crossing the road, when a sudden light flashed on me from my left. I turned around, surprised and there it was. I saw it so clear. The BMW was headed straight for me and I was frozen in place. I couldn't move and my hands began to shake as I dropped my hand phone.

I saw the boy, he was crying. He was crying while holding one hand firmly on the steering and the other one was waved at me to move aside. His large chocolate brown eyes was so clear and visible to me as fresh tears began running down my own cheeks. I watched him cry and he watched me cry helplessly. I knew I had to just jump away, but I couldn't. I could see he was trying his best too. I had lost all sense of judgment and emotions for the few seconds this happened. I was thrown across the road and had banged my head so hard on a rock, I was lying on my own pool of blood. I felt my body go numb and I heard a faint voice, crying. Then all of a sudden, everything was silent and I knew my life was over.***

"Ron!" I yelled suddenly remembering. "The boy!"

"What boy, Ari?"

"The boy driving the car. Is he...?" I couldn't say the words as it was already too hard for me to take in all this in one day.

I silently prayed the boy had somehow miraculously survived. I knew it had to be a real big miracle for that to happen, because I had heard the car smash into one of the oak trees on our street.

"I'm sorry, Ari. He's dead." Ron had said the exact words I had feared the most that second.

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