In Love With My Guardian Angel

Chapter 10

"Look around Trey, I might be lurking in the shadows, I might hit three birds with one stone or should I say three bullets," he hung up.
"Fuck!" I exclaimed.
What to do, what to do? Think Trey. I was pacing up and down. He must have people following me, I looked around and didn't see anything suspicious. Angie, I have to go to Angie. Wait, who's that?
Have you ever experienced slow motion? Well I did it the past, when I lost my virginity, let's see, three times when my mom had heart attaches, the way she would crash on the floor was very slow.

It would be fair to pin her heart condition on me but it's just not true. She inherited it from her father and it was triggered by her pregnancy, me.
They say she suffered a mild heart attack when she was five months pregnant and hey I wouldn't remember that. The heart attack I first witnessed was when I was seven another one at twelve and the following year the one that caused her death. Slow motion sucks I'm  telling you, it's only your body that slows down but your brain is actually racing. Why am I talking about slow motion? Well the reason is that it's happening right now. Yep now now.

Okay let's go back a couple of seconds  from now. As I was thinking about rushing to Angie, I thought I saw something at the corner of an eye. It was a man in a black hoodie obviously and he was holding a gun, a very small one and fitted his hand perfectly. He aimed at me and that's when slow motion kicked in. I heard the gun shot but it took a long time for me to be hit, almost like the bullet too was in slow motion. It hit me, and people panicked. I couldn't hear them clearly because of slow motion but they were running around in circles, screaming I guess and I was slowly falling down.

My eyes didn't depart from the shooter, I saw him taking off the hoodie and looking at me like he just hit the jackpot. He looked at me like some kind of animal, you know the people who hunt animals for sport and not because they desperately need food, his light smile indicated that. Come to think of it I know him and he does work for Gravonsti, he never talked to anyone. Gravonsti valued him because he did his job very well. I feel honoured to be shot by him, really! Okay, so here I am falling, falling, falling and I hit the floor with a loud thud.

You know when you fall and touch the ground but you don't stay down, you just keep doing that four times more untill you stay down. That is an effect of slow motion. Just as I was experiencing my third fall, I noticed a young lady coming to my rescue. Oh so sweet, wait she took my phone, she just took my phone, hello? Help needed, I'm dying here. Wait up maybe she's calling for help. Oh no, she just ran for her life. Wait a minute, did i just meet the girl who's been collected my cellphones? I think so. Now the worst thing about real life slow motion is that you cannot rewind, fast forward, record, etcetera.

I could've just backed up for a second and see her face. Maybe I could've seen that she was poor and I'd make peace, now she's gone. Along with my new Samsung S8+, dang it! That phone was really cool, I was just getting to know it.
Lucky for her, she just hit the jackpot. I hope she sells it to someone who will take care of it. You know this makes me question, would I ever attend a person who seeks medical help? Probably not, I mean people are great corns today, you may never know.

But you helped me when I cut myself with that razor. A voice in my head said. It wasn't me I swear.
Hello? I thought.
It's me Trey, are you okay?  It was Angie.
Oh I'm so glad to hear from you Angie,
I'm feeling an excruciating pain right now, are you okay?
Oh my Angel, I'm sorry to put you through this pain, do tell me, how come are you in my head?
Never mind that, where are you?
Don't come to find me, listen to me. You are in great danger, Gravonsti ordered a hit on me and maybe he is coming for you too.

Trey! Tell me where are you? She started to cry.
Don't cry my Angel. Oh O! It's happening.
Reverse slow motion, ever experienced before? Absolutely. So reverse slow motion slows down the brain and everything else goes back to normal. When I stared to smoke pot, I experienced it and it's one of the most crucial withdrawal symptoms. This is the worst slow motion. Ever. You. Thi.nk. slow. Ta.lk. slow.
And.as.you.can.tell.I'm.start.ing.to.
think.slow.

Trey, Oh my goodness I see you!
Trey are you there? Trey!
I.wish-ed.to.thi-nk.fast.but.I.could-n't.
Okay.eye-sight.is.now.we.ak.but.I.see. a.body.rush-ing.tow-ards.me.
I think I can fix that.
Oh my God! She slapped me. Hey I'm thinking okay now. You miss has just slapped a dying man. I smiled.
Who said anything about dying? Her eyes were instantly flooded with tears.
She may need to slap me again because I feel it kicking in again.
I'm not doing that. She put pressure on my wound.

This was it then, the moment I've not been looking for. This is seeing my life flash before me. The past and the future. Okay show time! I took one last look at Angie, and the bloody paramedics just got here, all sweaty and disgusting. They were probably making out in the ambulance. Okay this is not me but death talking.
"Don't you dare close your eyes on me," Angie shook me but hey, baby girl. The time has arrived. I have mistakes to see that I've done that led me here today and I have accomplishments to drool on that I couldn't achieve because of this moment right here.

Okay, the past included mom of course and me as a happy child. Yeah yeah, it then showed me moments where I started to back talk, roll my eyes, and yelled at my parents. Moments when I started smoking and not attending classes. All that bullshit. The past was a real fucking journey, it was not like you were watching a movie but I relived it. And I didn't like that one bit because I relived the day my mom passed. The past led me here and now it's time for the future!

There is no future, an unfamiliar voice in my heard roared. It was definitely not Angie.
Who are you? I asked.
I am Queen, Layla ruler of Angeles of Death.
Angeles of Death? I asked more to my self.