Save My Soul

Dant's Wings

The car ride home was tense, even with the music playing. I was relieved when we finally got home. I headed straight to the kitchen to put some water to boil for tea. Tea had a soothing affect on me and right now I really needed some soothing. I sat on the counter waiting for the water to boil. My mind kept wondering back to a certain pair of ocean blue eyes that can make me “melt like butter on pancakes” as Momma Carla would say. I let out a sigh; boy did I miss my mom and grandma. I wanted nothing more than to be enveloped in their arms, and to escape the mess I now found myself in. Dante. Vince. I rubbed my temples trying to reduce the pressure from the headache that I now had. How did I go from Anabella, the human girl who had never fell in love, who had never been kissed, and never been intimate in any way to, Anabella, the half human, half Angel girl who found her bipolar soulmate and grew feelings for a wolf Zodiac who seems to always say the right things? This was so frustrating. I don’t know how Emma handled guys all these years. But, not only did I have some serious boy problems, I had Psylas the psycho stalking me like a creep! I jumped, startled when I heard the kettle’s loud whistle. Finally, it was time for some soothing. I grabbed a plain white ceramic mug and poured some water into it. I grabbed a chamomile tea bag and placed it into the mug. I took the mug with me into my room making sure to avoid eye contact with Em and Clar. I love them and I really appreciated their concern, but I really didn’t want to talk about my problems just yet. I was still processing them myself. I made it to my room and placed the mug on my dresser letting it cool down. I quickly switched my work clothes for some slightly loose fitting jeans and my plain burgundy hoodie. Dante said to expect to see him later. I was still wondering how he would find me. Was he going to follow my scent? Or was there some magical soul mate locating thing that I still haven’t discovered? Would he drive here? Does he even know how to drive? Suddenly I was hit with a wave of apprehension and uncertainty. Dante was nearby, I could feel him. My heart started racing once again. I went over to pick up my mug of tea and happened to look in the mirror and was disappointed at the sight. There were dark circles forming underneath my eyes and my complexion looked drained of color. Damn stress. I sighed and sipped at the tea welcoming its warmth. I straightened myself lifting my chin up a little higher ready to face Mr. Bipolar. With renewed determination, I left my room and walked down the hall towards the front door.

“You look like you’re about to go to war… are you okay hon?” asked Em. Concern was evident in her voice.

She didn’t know how spot on that comment was.

“Pft what? I’m fine I’m going to meet up with…Lauren she needs help with some… stuff. Call me if anything kay?” My nervousness was obvious, but I made my escape quick before she could say anything else. I tinge of guilt started to sprout. I’ll have to make it up to her later.

The night was icy as was usual for San Francisco weather. I looked around unsure of where to go. I continued to walk in a random direction. It was dark out, and I was starting to regret coming out here, when soundly I heard him.

“What is it that you fear?”

His voice sent my heart fluttering like a butterfly on caffeine. I internally scolded myself. I’m supposed to be mad.

I quickly turned to face him, my anger building up again.

“Did you seriously forget how we met? I was being attacked by Psylas the psycho! Yeah, that creep is still after me!”

I noticed he tensed up and shock showed on his face for only a second before it became the unreadable mask he wore so well.

“He’s found you again?” he asked brusquely.

“You’re my soul mate! How can you not have known? You know what, it doesn’t matter. Thanks to Vince he was not able to get his hands on me.”