TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️
• This story is revolved around a suicidal teenager recovering from her mental illnesses (eating disorder, depression, anxiety and such) throughout the story so if any of these topics are vastly triggering I suggest not to continue reading.🌿🌿🌿
My hair proceeded to dance in sync with the wind, the lashing rain and thunder adding to the unfolding havoc.
My eyes trailed up, where lightning was splitting the sky.I wasn't scared. In fact, I was excited.
Daring the skies to target my fragile frame. In comparison to the emptiness I've been feeling these past few months, stormy weather was nothing. In a way it was relieving- something to take my mind off of things. So many problematic, messed up things that left me with sleepless nights and one hell of a stressful life.Sometimes it left me wondering,
" What's the point? It's all gonna end one day anyway, why not now? "These vile thoughts had corrupted my mind, masking my view of reality.
Deep down, I knew I had many things to live for. Little things, like gazing at the mesmerising sky at 2 in the morning- eager to spot constellations, or sipping the delicious hot chocolate at the cafe down the road. Spending Sunday afternoons laughing away with my clueless family- little things I take for granted.These little things represented the opposing team against those vile thoughts in my debating mind.
But on days like this, when my jaded self is too tired to fight, pain conquers any signs of hope.
The doors close.
But there's one way out
And with that, my featherlight body left solid ground. The relief I was yearning to feel was nowhere to be found. Pain that tormented me all these years only seemed to increase, tangled with the guilt seeping into my lungs- leaving me breathless as I plummeted to my death. Time slowed down. Too slow- enough to feel oceans of regret rive my burning chest.
There was no way back now.
This was how it ended, the short life of Cordelia Brown. A quiet girl with choppy black hair that always sat at the back of the classroom. The girl who was too absorbed in her book to care.
- accurately defining lonely and pathetic.
The weirdo kid who nobody bothered with. After all, she said she was fine.
There was nothing more to it.Except that there was.
Mountains of misery, masked so well with pretty little lies.
And who knows? Maybe things would've turned out different if you bothered..Rivers spilled out of my eyes as I forced them shut. I was soon to arrive at my stop. The end of agony, but I still feared it.
Suddenly, a tender embrace engulfed my weak form. Two strong hands clutched my sides, lifting me up into the clear sky. And that's when it happened. My hazelnut eyes met with his crystal blue ones, seemingly holding back a thunderous storm. Time stopped as those captivating eyes returned the scrutiny.
Still dazed, my mind struggled to grasp the concept of why we were heading up and not down.
As if on cue- two large, black wings sprang out of his back.
His expressionless face seemed cold and distant, showing no desire to save me.
Even so, his gentle arms enveloped me in the most affectionate way. Holding me as if I were a delicate object too precious to brake." Who are you. " I muttered under my breath.
The corners of his mouth turned upwards into a sad smile." Your guardian angel. "
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So guys, this was the first chapter of MEGA ( My Evil Guardian Angel )
I know it's short and kind of crappy but I tried ¯\_(ツ)_/¯Please send feedback and comment things you would like me to include in this story, things you don't like (politely pls- I have feelings yano) etc.
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