Louis P.O.V
I looked around the house, wings out but tense for any movement. My eyes scanned the walls for anything that'll tell me anything more about Saige.
I know she was holding in a deep secret. A secret I plan on finding out. I know she's paranoid with something from her past and I want to know that paranoia. I know she's being tracked but by what? I know she's been followed lately, but by who? I know a lot of things from just how she acts, but it annoys me to know end that she's just... so locked.
Like a damn box and I can't fucking find the key to put in the damn hole.
It bothers me that I can't figure her out like an open book. I want to know what's bothering her, what's hurting her, who's willing to damage her body and life...
Who're the people I need to block her from. And she just wont open her emotions to it all. To me.
And I can't do anything until she does. But when? When?
"That, I can't figure out!" I mumble aggravated. I sit down and my wings instantly curl around my body after I bring my knees to my chest. Gripping my hair and swallowing hard and shaking my head. "She just wont let me in..."
"Who?" I hear a hushed voice and look up to see a man sitting across from me. His hair was ruffled, dark brown and his eyes. His eyes were a bright, heavenly blue. At least, one was. The other was completely white and a scar was jagged over it. His skin was pale and his fingers were slightly wrinkled as he traced his sharp jaw line.
"Saige," I mumble as he nods. "Who are you?"
"Does that matter?" He says with a raised eyebrow. I decide to go with the answer that wont bring any harm and shake my head. "You're going to tell me you're a guardian angel and you aren't asking who I am?"
"Yes," I say slowly and give a questioning look. "I just did but you refuse to answer!"
"True," He says and points at me. "Truth is, I don't have a name."
"Yes you do," I call out his lie. "Everyone has a name."
"Do they now?" He says as he leans closer. "I don't have one. I'm sure I did at some point, but not now."
"How'd you lose it?" I ask. Leaning forward and he smirks.
"Death erases so much..." He whispers and smirks and I blink. Seeing him disappear and I swallow.
"What in the name?" I mumble as I look around for him. I tuck in my wings slowly, still being cautiously about it. I stand up and walk to her room. Opening it to find her asleep but it didn't look so peaceful. If anything, she looked terrified.
"G-Get away," She mumbles and rolls onto her back as I move closer in confusion. "YOU AREN'T REAL!!"
"SAIGE!" I shout.
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Spy With Wings
AcakSaige Johnson. Family of Simon Cowel. Her whole family back home are dead and they leave a letter. She flies to London, showing up- unknown- on her Uncle Simons doorstep. She's forced to move in and, unknowingly, has a little spy. A spy with wings...
