Bounded

Chapter 1

Bounded

Heaven. What is a humans perception on heaven, I bet it's beautiful a place of harmony and peace. Maybe once, but that's was an extremely long time ago when god was still alive, I've never seen heaven as it once was admired for. My birth was long after heaven in kind words went to hell. I'm glad I was never risen in heaven but on earth by humans, by my family. I am the first and only one of my kind a true born, the first angel to have been born and not created. However this is not good as it means I have to watch my back every second many people want me dead as I am an abomination in gods name. My birth parents whoever they, went against the heaven holy testament and had a child which is forbidden in gods name. Every angel there is has a bound partner, angels don't have full souls this is because a piece of they're soul is in their soulmate, it's very rare for an angel to find their bound and many live their life alone because of this. But if you do find your bound I can only imagine it's the best feeling, it's been said it's like white energy and nothing can break the love and adore. I'm happy my birth parents found each other's bound, even if they broke heavens testament to have me. I wish I could meet my birth parents but they're either dead or captured but I can only assume they gave they're lives to protect me, by hiding me on earth. I was given to a human family , they may be human but they are still acknowledged on heaven as the family's father, my dad is a god scribe or was. As I said that was a long time ago I am grateful for David and Mel to raise me.

My whole live I've wondered why my live has been complimented, or why did this ever have to happen to me. I knew I was different from other children as I developed and learned much more advanced than most. I was 5 when my scars perceived growing down my back. But the best thing to ever happen to me was when I was 7, my adopted parents had a child of their own to add to our little family, my brother jay. The moment my eyes laid on jay I knew we'd be close from that day on I stuck by his side like glue teaching him, raising him and he became my best friend. We'd become inseparable.

I'm now 14 years old. The sun came streaming in through the curtains, blinding my eyes I toss and turn in my bed not quite ready to get up for the school day ahead. Slowly feeling unconsciousness starting to overcome me surrounded by my cosy duvet my eyes struggling to stay open jaggering shut. I flinch and shot straight up when I hear a banging on my wooden door, "time to get up for school misses your not get a long lie today", of course just when I'm about to fall back asleep Mel comes to get me up, ignoring her I turn to the other side. My handle creeps open letting a cold draft into my room, then suddenly a weight collides onto my stomach and I hear nothing but joyful laughter. I peel one eye open and then the other to see my younger brother smiling up at me. I couldn't help but smile at his adorable ness it just melts my heart every time. " it's time to get up sissy don't make me drag you", jay exclaimed in his young voice, "okay I'm coming you rascal, now get off so I can get up", I say this in a playful voice alerting my brother to stop crushing my ribs, even if he was light weight his elbows dig into my ribs. As soon as a speak he jumps off the bed and runs out the door slamming it behind him, silently laughing to myself at my brothers innocent and playfulness. I pull the covers off my body and slowly pull myself off the bed being hit by cold air as the duvet no longer kept me warm. My toes tingling from the cold hard wooden flooring. I better start getting ready for school before jay bursts in again. Slowly coming down the stair now completely ready for school in just simple jeans and a white baseball shirt, I see my brother sitting at the breakfast unit eating... my Frosties. That little menice is eating the last bowl of Frosties my Frosties. I come down and sit next to him and just stare, jay looks up from his bowl and faces me knowing what he had done, no one steals my food and gets away with it . He starts to giggle as I grab him and pull him down to the ground grabbing his head and giving him a nuggee. "Stop that this instead, do not harm your little brother missy". I pull jay up from off the ground him still giggling, I love my brother in fact he's my best friend we do everything together but that doesn't mean we don't like to play fight. As my mum walks out the kitchen I feel a weight pounce on my back dragging me to the floor. My brother stands triumphly above me smiling down, while I was face first on the floor. I slowly get up and glare at jay and he turns and giggles, I'll get him later for that. However it's time for school we better start walking. I call on jay to hurry as I grab my leather coat to pull over myself to keep warm from the autumn breeze. As I'm ready to leave the house I yell "bye mum, bye dad, see you when I'm back from school" as I called this my dad came rushing down the stairs. He came over in his usual outcast of glasses, shirt, jeans and that same pair of stupid socks he wears. They look hideous bright yellow, I even bought him new socks at Christmas yet he is still persistent on wearing them. He came over to jay and ruffled his hair and then came over to me and hugged me goodbye. " have a good day you both, and please stay out of trouble today" he says while looking me directly in the eye somehow knowing that was aimed at me. It's not like I look for trouble or try to get into trouble it just always finds me, and I guess msarcasm isn't a good mechanism. It doesn't help that I can't help it because my body's been changing a lot recently with my true form beginning to show, silly things I can't yet control my eyes will sometimes flicker colours and my wings haven't came through yet but I feel them in my back. These can cause discomfort however dad has been there to try to help me, but he doesn't fully understand well no one can I'm the first of my kind we don't know what to expect. I think I scare my parents sometimes and I don't want to, I don't like the idea of them being afraid of me I would never harm them. I can't even imagine the thought of jay being hurt as much as a scratch freaks me out, I would never allow anything to happen to jay I'd give my life in a heartbeat for him.

I'm the biggest hypocrite of all time I don't want my family to be afraid of me yet I'm afraid of myself and what I may be able to do. After seeing my father and saying goodbye I grab jays shoulder and drag him out the door with me to start our decent to school. The air was cool like ice blades blasting at my face making my cheeks cold and for me to shiver. I look down to my brother and see him shiver too, but look to see my burgundy scarf wrapped round my neck I slowly start to unravel it from my neck. The fabric of the wool warm in my fingers but I toss it over jays head and wrap it round his neck to keep him warm " thanks sis". "So jay what are you learning about today at school" I engage in conversation with my brother genuinely interested in finding out. "Well all week we've been learning about world war 1", "oh haha I remember learning about that you just be loving that you love learning about history" I say excitement in my voice for my brothers enthusiasm. "Yeah I'm loving it it's really interesting", I know my brothers only young but for some reason I see his career in being something to do with history as he's obsessed with learning about the past, I'm not quite sure why to be honest I personally think people should live in the moment and forget the past, but if it's what my brother loves I'll support him and help him learn. As we walked along the path to school my brother went into a deep conversation of world war 1 describing to me what life would be like for a veteran during those time eras, if I was told this in class I would yawn but since it was jay I genuinely was interested to hear more. I was so deep in thought and admiration almost missed the school passage entrance. As we enter through the gates me and jay say our goodbyes and part ways, him going to his friends and class and me going on my own to class. Yeah it sucks not having friends but I just don't get along well here so I stick to myself. And I also don't want to attract any unwanted attention to myself I may be a smartass sarcastic person but doesn't mean I want to be on the radar. I can't risk anything in case the monsters get track of me, I've never met one but my dad describes them similar to me angels, but who are dark and twisted with tinted souls. It is believed that tinted souled angels turn malicious because they're bound is dead, once bounded you can never bound again, this is the greatest pain an angel can experience through the tales of those who found there bounds. I'm snapped out of my thoughts when a loud ringing noise goes off in my ear signalling the beginning of a school day class time. I wonder the corridor to get to my next class.