Angel Eyes: A Fallen Angel Story

Chapter 1 "Calling All Angels"

"I want a reason for the way things have to be, I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me..." -Train

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Chapter 1

Noël Calhoun POV

Never in my life have up awoken to such terror. I woke up in a hospital bed completely confused not knowing why I was here, or who I was. I could remember my family and I have vague memories of what I think is my boyfriend. But my memory was all cluttered. As I tried to search through my memory, I kept seeing the same thing: a flash of white, crystal blue, and two scars going down a guys back. All I knew about this person was that they were being tortured in this memory. White specks were flying all over the place and that's all I remember. It's hard waking up not knowing your life. You're extremely confused and don't know what is going on at all. One of the nurses, her name tag read Nancy, walked in and had a sympathetic look on her face. I hate sympathy always have and always will.

She finally speaks to me,

"Good morning Noel, how are you feeling today?"

"Completely and utterly confused." I responded, rubbing my temple to soothe the pain.

"Well with your trauma- oh miss it's time for your medicine."

She walks over to the cabinet to grab my medicine and hands me two giant pills. How am I supposed to swallow these?! She must have seen the look on face and she quickly broke them in half and gave them to me with a glass of water. After I am done I speak to her to find out when I can leave.

"Well you can actually leave later today, as long as you have someone to take care of you."

Nancy says with a look on her face that I can't decipher what it means.

I have no idea if I have someone to take care of me! How am I supposed to find someone to watch me, I feel like I'm a little kid looking for a babysitter.

"Well- umm, Nancy. I don't know if I have anyone... Could you possibly tell me? Do you know any information about me or my past? My parents?" I finally manage to say, I can feel my eyes brimming with tears.

"Oh dear. This could get me in a lot of trouble." She replies with a troubled look.

"Nancy, please. I want to know about my parents, I need to know. Please." At this point I am crying. I can feel the tears streaming down my cheeks.

When Nancy looks up she comes over and pulls me into a hug, sighing she says, "I'll tell you, but only because i've been with you through your stay here and I was good friends with your mother, I- I don't want this to be any harder for you." She croaks, holding back her tears.

"Your dad left you and your mother when you were very young. You go visit him sometimes and your mother told me that have been spending a lot of time with him lately, because your boyfriend and you have been getting serious and your father seemed to like him." She pauses to wipe tears away from her eyes, I could tell what she was about to tell me wasn't going to be good.

"But something has gone terribly wrong. The night you were admitted into the hospital... Your mom- she..." she paused to catch her breath. Her breathing was becoming erratic and tears were steaming down her face.

"Nancy please just tell me already," I pleaded, choking up because I knew this was going to be hard to here.

"Noel. You're mother is dead. When she saw you here she thought you were on your death bed. She was a mess, a wailing mess. She couldn't stop crying and screaming. They doctors had me take her out of the room, and I then drove her back to your house. I would've stayed with her but I had to get back her for work. If I would've stayed she wouldn't have- it's my fault I could've stopped it. I am so sorry Noel" Nancy was now in my arms bawling, I was now comforting her inside of the other way around. I was quite confused about what she was talking about, after a little bit I gained the courage to ask her.

"Nancy, what happened? What could you have stopped?"

She sat up and looked at me, drawing a long shaky breath she said, "Janine, I mean your mother, took away her life," I gasped and shook my head with disbelief, "when I went back to check on her, there, there was blood on the floor and she had a gun in her hands. I broke down when I saw her, I immediately called 911, but I soon blacked out shortly after from the shock. I don't remember much, but I remember enough to scar me and to see my best friend for the last time in such a terrible way."

This didn't happen, this is all a dream. My mom is still here, she's just waiting in the lobby. Nothing has happened to me. I was in the hospital for nothing. I'm perfectly fine. I'm fine. Wake up Noel, you're fine. Wake up. Wake up! WAKE UP! I pinched myself over and over trying to wake myself up from this terrible nightmare but nothing was happening. When realization hit me that this wasn't a dream, that this was real life, I broke down. I screamed, I cried, and I broke the vase of flowers on the side table; I didn't even notice those. Nancy tried to calm me down but there was no way it could happen, I was flailing my arms and legs telling her to let go of me and leave; but she wouldn't. I felt stinging and awful pain in my right hand and looked down, I saw blood streaming all over my hand. I looked up and chocked up a sob and said I was sorry to Nancy. She then saw my hand and quickly cleaned it up, I needed a few stitches and some bandages, but otherwise I was fine. After all of that I was completely drained emotionally, mentally, and physically so Nancy gave me my medications again and I went to sleep wondering about those flowers and about the rest of the missing pieces of my life.

I just needed my angel of my dreams to take me away, I needed that angel to protect me from everything. Take away my pain and keep this hope alive because right now I don't have any. The pain is too much, angel of my dreams I'm calling you.