Guardian Angel

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Nik

When I heard my name and the voice that it came out of, I looked up at the small girl coming over to me; Emily Rose. I looked over at my cousin Layla in appology. I was so embarrassed, mainly because I looked down at Emily Rose like I was guilty; when I had nothing to be guilty of. "Layla, I'll call you ok?" I said to her, but it sounded like a question.

Layla nodded "Ok." she said and walked away. When she did Emily Rose took her place standing in front of me. I looked down at her with a slight blush to my features. Emily Rose looked much the same as she had this morning except she was blushing like me, but it looked like out of anger. I took another look at her face and realized it wasnt of anger, but of jealousy. "Why would she bye jealous of Layla?" I thought.

"What were you doing with that girl? Why were you touching her like that?" She fired these questions at me like bullets which caused me to get very defensive.

I glared. "First, off I was touching her because its part of my power. And second, that girl happens to be my cousin." I told her.

Emily Rose blushed more as I told her my answers and I could tell she was embarrassed. I closed my eyes thinking of an image I could show her without it being too personal. I opened my eyes and looked down at her, my image in mind. I moved my hand almost touching her cheek. "May I?" I asked her softly. In answer Emily Rose nodded her head once and closed her eyes.

The image I thought I gave her was the way I myself had pictured her right before I had noticed her sweatshirt. In my eyes she was beautiful, but I didnt Emily Rose that thought. Instead, the thought I gave her was "Thank you." I could almost hear the soft smoothness of my voice vibrate throughtout her brain. When I was done, I reluctantly removed my hand from her cheek.

Emily Rose opened her eyes then and looked up at me. "How did you do that?" She asked me incredulous.

I smiled down at her. "I dont know, I was born with it. Just think of an image and a thought, but you dont have to send a thought if you dont want to." I told her.

Emily Rose lifted her gloved hand taking the glove off and held it out toward me. "May I?" She asked in the same way I had asked her.

I blushed more. I was nervous, I honestly didnt want her to have my power. "What could it hurt?" The rebellious side of me thought. "Yes, you may." I said again softly.

Emily Rose was an inch away from my skin when she hesitated. "Go ahead." I said to her stepping closer to her, Emily Rose's hand touched my chest.

She moved her hand, I could make out that she was thinking of what to give to me. When Emily Rose put her hand on my cheek I closed my eyes. I got two images. The first one, was the night she found me in the ally; beaten and bloody. The second, was of me looking down at her before I got angry at her sweat shirt. Next, she sent me a thought. "You were so badly beaten and hurt, I didnt think you were going to live. You dont have to thank me." Her voice was hesitant and I smiled knowing she was blushing. I kept my eyes closed savoring the touch of Emily Rose's hand on my cheek. What I hadnt anticipated was for Emily Rose to kiss me.

She stood on her tiptoes, she was mere inches from my face and I could feel her warm breath on my cheek. When her lips touched mine I shivered. I honestly wanted to kiss her back, but I felt the time wasnt right. I reluctantly put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her away from me gently. When she looked up at me, there was hurt in her eyes. Just from that look I felt horrible.

I looked down at her. "Wait, let me explain." I told her. She nodded an ok before I continued. "Its not that I dont want to kiss you. I just want to know you more." I told her sincerely.