My Guardian

Understanding Part 2

Last time...

"Who are you?" I ask out loud this time. I was very curious and I was not backing down I needed to know. He looks back his green eyes annoyed by my pestering questions.

"Do you really want to know?" He asks uncrossing his arms and walking closer to me. On his face I saw one perfect eyebrow rase. I looked at that eyebrow for a second then back to him.

"Yes" I say a little too quickly. I see him smile and hesitate before opening his mouth.

"Harry"...

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"Harry" he said quietly and slowly like he was unsure. Mmm...nice name. Short.I don't think I should push it by asking his last name I thought as I watched his raised eyebrow go down then watched the other rise.

"So...Harry" I said dragging out his name for an unknown reason. "Why um.. Why are you watching me?" I asked a little nervous but I was extremely curious. In seconds he went frigid or frozen his arms crossed and all his muscles tensed. His face hardened as well as his jaw clamped shut. The loud sound distracted me from realizing he took a step back.

"That's classified" he said through his teeth, his jaw still set(does that make sense?).

"So a kind of like if I tell you I'll have to kill you sort of thing?" I said giggling. This was the first time I saw him smile. his lips spread open reveling his white teeth. He then nodded

"Yes that sort of thing" He spoke low it sounded like whisper talking more to himself than me.

"Um..." I looked through my head for questions I thought he would answer. "Is there anything you might be able to tell me?" I asked thinking that that might be a good question to ask. I saw Harry think to himself for a bit but then started to speak.

"What do you mean?"he asked. His right eyebrow raised as his smile disappeared. I thought of a way to answer him.

"Well what happened at the church? the woman...why did she know me? why did it all disappear? why did you attack me? why is my ankle twisted?"I said looking down at my ankle after I was done I needed to catch my breath. I looked back up at Harry. he had a smug face his perfect eyebrow still raised.

"You done now our do you have more questions?"he asked. I shook my head no. He Chuckled "ok first question is that nothing happened to the church I just took you away till nightfall then woke you up on the sidewalk. you were still in your position you had...the woman is classified...once again nothing disappeared. I did not attack you I warned you then you ran..." He answered each question like it was nothing like he had a script and rehearsed it. He wasn't finished though he had one more question to go.

"And so why is my ankle twisted?" I asked .

"Well you stepped on your foot wrong" he said like it was nothing again. "Are you sure you have no more questions?"he asked making sure. I had two more

"Just two more...um why aren't you reading my mind any more?" I asked as I looked at him confused

"Well I thought you wanted the privacy" once again he was nonchalant about the whole thing "you had one more question..?" I looked down at my end table that had a tray of French toast that I haven't finished. I wondered if the question I was about to ask was a good one if he would close up again and be frozen. I don't know if he'd leave. I don't know why but I felt safe around him and I feel like I've seen him before. all I keep seeing was a shadow, a figment of my imagination. It confused me I should ask him that. why I have memories of a shadowy figure watching me, protecting me....hiding from me. was it him all along?. But I was scared he would leave. I felt a shiver go down my spine as fear coursed through my veins at the thought of being alone. I felt someone or something watching me other than Harry. I looked back up at him. Harry was looking out the window worried.

In a blink of an eye he was facing me again. He looked as if he was going to ask something but closed his mouth before anything came out. Once again he was gone in a blink of an eye walking out of my room. I then see him rushing in with a purple suitcase throwing it on my bed. He then rushed over to my dresser placing everything he saw in the suitcase as fast as a bullet. Once he was finally done he closed the suitcase, picked it up then zipped out the room.

"We need to go now!" I hear him yell from the hallway. I was about to get up but I asked my self why? Why should I trust him? It's not that I don't trust him...but why. As I ask my self this I see him rush back into the room "what are you doing don't you know that your in danger!" I know exactly what I had to do I guess he forgot. I pulled back my covers to show my braced ankle. I saw his face twist from anger to worry. I saw him lean against my bed to think. I then heard a sigh as he walked over to my Side of the bed. A new feeling it was of ice. I feel his cold hands slip under my back and and under my knees. As he was carrying me he zipped to a car. I was about to argue but I was in the car before I could.

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