Fallen Angel

Chapter 14

 

Chapter 14

 

My eyelids fluttered open as they got over the shock of light seeping through the creamy yellow curtains. It took me a minute to realise I was in my bedroom. That must have been how Ryvre felt when she passed out and woke up in my bed. A traitorous voice whispered, but you didn’t pass out...

 

‘Oh. I’m dead!’ I shot up faster than the speed of electricity and then regretted it a beat later, when someone in my head thought it’d be funny to through bricks at my mind, or try to escape my head. ‘Surely, you can’t get headaches being dead?’ I quizzed aloud. It was my typical luck that I’d get a headache whilst being dead. I laid back down, trying to get rid of it.

 

Suddenly, I heard someone’s gentle voice outside my door. Well, I thought to myself, this is it. I’m going to heaven now... or hell. Depends if I’ve been a good girl or not. My door creaked open and I saw it was Rosita holding her little newborn.

 

‘Now, Robin,’ Rosita whispered as she crept further into my room, ‘this is Electra. She’s amazing; she saved all our friends and family from some very bad people.’ She sat on the end of my bed.

 

‘Wow, I am dead.’ I said to myself.

 

Rosita yelped and tried not to frighten the baby. ‘Oh, my God, don’t do that! I’m glad you’re awake,’ she released a deep breath that she’d sucked up, ‘but you could have done something to let me realise it.’

 

‘You were engrossed in the baby. And besides, since when do you consider me amazing?’ I raised my eyebrows.

 

‘Next time,’ she said ignoring my question, ‘yawn or turn over or stir... something!’

 

‘Why is my guardian angel an image of Rosita and Robin?’ I asked her, ‘if I’m dead and you’re taking to my final destination – which is where exactly? – then shouldn’t you take the form of... I don’t know my twin-soul or something?’ That reminded me of Sam.

 

‘What?’ She said with many forms of disbelief. ‘Electra, you’re not dead.’

 

‘Yes, I am.’ I said matter-of-factly, ‘and I’m cool with it, really. I sacrificed my life for my loved ones – surely I’d go to heaven for that, by the way?’ She wouldn’t answer if I was going to heaven or hell.

 

‘Electra,’ she enunciated each word, ‘you...  Are.... Not... Dead. Got it, stupid?’ She rolled her eyes.

 

‘Wait...’ I considered it for a moment and came to a conclusion, ‘my guardian angel wouldn’t look like Rosita... and they wouldn’t tell me I’m not dead... Am I really alive?’

 

Rosita looked away out of annoyance and when she looked back she leant forward and smiled. The she pinched me! ‘Ouch! What was that for?’

 

‘To prove to you that you are not dead,’ she raised her eyebrows.