I begin to open my eyes, flapping hurry eyelids. I don't feel my legs and I have a slight feeling of vomit. My vision is still blurred, but everything quickly bouncing back into shape. I am in a not very large closet, the walls are white and reflect the sunlight that has infiltrated between the window curtains. On a edge beside the door, there is a shelf with medicines and other supplies mediche. Next to me is a camp, like mine. a masculine voice awakens me from scrutinizing the room.
'Are you okay?' asks the Professor, with a thread of worry.
"Emm..yeah , I think" I tell him.
"Stay at home for a few days" recommended Maya
She is the school nurse,she has a very noble figure and laid, it looks like a movie star. She has blond hair wrapped in her hairstyle to give an air of very important, but her character is quite different from what may seem. Maya is a very sweet woman, with an ugly past, but is happy now ,thanks to some people who have been around, including mu mother , her best friend.
My mom picks me up with his white Fiat Panda and we head home.
Just before, I gather all my strength in my body, I climb the stairs and I lock myself in my room .I dip on the bed, resulting in a large thud. I take the phone put down on my bedside table and with a quick gesture I connect the headphones, and then immerse myself in music by looking at the ceiling, that is very interesting.
It seems a blank canvas on which I can paint all my ideas, my dreams and my thoughts. Every day, on that wall, I can paint an imagine .Can be a flowery meadow or a beach with the sea calm, as it can become a nightmare, an expanse of endless pain. I feel two hands encircle the hips and as soon as I turn I see Harry.
I am going to drive out a scream when his hand falls on my mouth, with a mighty close, to silence me.
"Elena, my sweet Elena, is the useless for you to scream, so only you can see me." he says calmly, as his tone worried me a lot
I don't know how does this guy to scare me so much. Usually my fears are minimal and don't notice, but he is different.
His eyes, behind that emerald green, are cruel, instill terror. Slowly he removed his hand from my lips.
"B-but you don't cronies only in dreams?" I ask babbling
"Yeah, but things change, you know ... I could get to be reborn, and you are aware," he replies, looking deeply
Harry slides his finger along the profile by my side. My skin, in contact with her, cause me a thrill that starts from the spine, and then spread throughout the body. Seeing my reaction a little smile formed on his face.
"But only if I kill someone, if I give her soul to you. .." I remember scared I was not killing anyone, and then what was he saying?
" Jason didn't tell you everything because in the end he doesn't know everything ... If a person to whom you are very tied dies, and I have already presented to you, I will be able to see and talk to everywhere "informs me
In his face I see an amused look ..
But what's so funny?
Someone very dear to me will die soon, who can be?
Or Jason, or my grandmother or my mother ...
I'm afraid.
Much fear.
Too afraid.
"And who should die?" I ask all shaky.
It looks like a leaf that falls from the tree. This is just the first drop before it reaches the storm.
"You'll know at six o'clock, but now don't think and stay with me," whispers in my ear, then gently bite the lobe
Seriously I should stay with him? My black angel? My life and my death? I remember what happened at school, and why it happened, so I decided to obey him.
I would avoid the feathers lose by one stupid 'no '. I approach him and he hold me tight to him, as if to protect me. Although ne can't, because he is my real danger? My real fear.
His eyelids close early, letting it rest and making travel in some kind of size or memory.
5:45 am, Harry is sleeping blissfully, looks like an angel when he lulled by the sweet notes of sleep. ..if it was so quiet and less intimidating, perhaps it could consider going to speak to him ..but he is not like that, it is still a demon.
bored I start to look at his tattoos, and one in particular strikes me. A small cross on his hand, is very pretty and mysterious in the meantime. soon I move my gaze toward the ceiling, letting the million questions that roam in my head free themselves silent room air.
Who will die?
Why does he occurred to me?
what does he wants from me?
With billions of thoughts that plague me snort and Hary wakes up, probably he has a light sleeper.
His hair is slightly tousled, his eyes are kneaded by sleep and for the first time I see him smile. her cheeks are laid two beautiful dimple, that make his imposing figure a bit 'more gentle and humane.
"I'm sorry I woke you," I say a little embarrassed.
What is happening to me?
Why im I so sweet with him?
"Love doesn't matter, so I was going to wake up, because I have to go to work" he calms me.
Wait he has called 'love me'?
okay, the sleep will have the dazed and now he will stand saying these affectations .As when you drink a lot, you say and do things that you wouldn't say, because your brain has gone to fuck off.
"what job?" I ask curiously
"The 6, just remember this sweetness, see you later" greets me
Laying his lips on my forehead, the tip of my nose and finally on my lips, then volatilizes. I look at the clock on the wall of the room.
5:59
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Black Angel (English Version)
FanfikceEveryone has a black angel , they are demons that can prove as or save you. They are always next to each of us , and if they want they can to make themselves heard . Theu are souls of dead people , they have choices us , but they can be reborn . On...
