My Guardian Angel

Chapter 2: The Loop

As the thunder sounded and the lighting struck, visibly seen through my window, I knelt to the ground and clasped my hands tightly together, praying. Praying for a savior- my savior- to come and rescue me.

My life had never been easy. In fact, it was the opposite of easy. It was extremely hard. Breathing would grow increasingly difficult as the days would go by, and my sense of touch was almost nonexistent.

I winced, and I instantly wrapped my arm around my rib cage, the source of my immediate pain. My wounds were worsening, which anyone could tell if it were not for the sweaters and jeans I would wear.

I was currently wearing a red sweater.

The color red...

Quite appropriate for what was to come. Or what had already come. Wasn't it..?

Another lighting rod struck, inducing my fear, and, by instinct, I jumped up. My heart pounded in my chest as I then found myself walking towards the window. I pressed a hand against the window pane and rested my forehead on it as well. And, feeling my eyes grow heavy, I took it all in. The harshness of the weather, the beatings from my father, the bullying at school.

Everything.

All of the wounds my skin bounded, all of the scars that marked my flawed body, and all of the hurt... all of the hurt that I had to emotionally bare.

In that moment, I felt it all, but in it all, I felt nothing. I felt relaxed, and I remained like that for a while as the rain lightened and gently fell, from the roof, onto the pavement.

That was until-

My eyes widened and soon dilated as a strange yet comforting feeling ran through me and into my bones. Something familiar. Something profound. An energy- an aura.

I slowly lifted my head up just to see a beautiful woman staring into my eyes from the other side of the window. Her beautiful dirty blond hair glistened, and her eyes shined under the moonlight.

But, she was soaking wet, with drops of water falling from her hair, though that didn't seem to bother her. The rain didn't seem to affect her at all, for she remained there, soon tilting her head ever so slightly, continuing her intentful stare into my ocean-like eyes.

I mirrored her tilt of the head, which caused her to induce a slight smile. And, for some reason, that smile seemed to repair and mend some of the brokenness and despair within me. And, in that smile, I saw hope. I saw life- life how it should be.

As if in a trance, I felt my fingers moving slowly, curious as to how they would feel in her hands. And, as if she were feeling the exact same way, she slowly moved her hand and pressed it against her side of the glass window. And, if it weren't for the glass barrier itself, our hands would have been touching. My heart beat quickened once again as my thumb involuntarily moved in a circular motion, as if it were feeling the palm of the woman's hand and could feel her warmth.

I smiled, which was rare. But, in that moment, I genuinely felt something I could only think could be happiness.

And then, her lips parted, as if she were preparing to speak.

***

"It's going to be pouring soon," Katherine sighed.

I tightened my grip on the umbrella in which I held over our heads as I nodded.

"I guess that means we should get inside, huh?"

"That would be a good idea. Such a shame, though. I wanted to see the sunset with you," Katherine pouted.