*'~The forbidden Angel~'* [Editing]

Chapter 9 ~Part 2~

~Part 2-Wake up, see reality~

'Thank you soooo much Emily. You are the best... really. Love you!' I whispered.

'Oh, its nothing... But are you sure they will be okay here? What about you?' Emily asked.

'Ah! I am fine... And these guys will be fine... I hope they wont get angry with me... these guys... Well, I couldn't leave them at school, could I? Well, it doesn't matter, right?'

'But are you... gonna be okay, with guys? Maybe I should stay with you...' She said.

'Ah, trust me, these guys are very close to me,' I blushed to myself. 'I mean, Robyn's my best friend, and Mr. Brown is ...my mom's friend, and Brad... is my friend too. I trust them. So you should not worry about me... C'mon, Mr. Emerson must be waiting for you...'

She blushed at this sentence. And nodded, 'bye! Take care... and good luck...' she said as she stepped off the doorstep and I closed the door. Then I sighed. I know, I know, I am impossible. But what could I do? I couldn't leave them alone, could I? I phoned Mrs Emily as soon as Mr. B fell unconscious. I first brought Robyn to Emily's car. Then Mr B somehow too... On the way, we found Brad, lying on the stairs, so we helped him too. Now, they lay on my bed room, Robyn in my bed with Amy, Mr. B on the sofa and Brad on the couch. I spread a mattress and put it down. Ok... I had very few blankets, I gave one to Robyn and Amy, one to Brad, and one to Mr. B... I was left with none. So I tucked in a corner and fell asleep.

I had a dreamless sleep. Because the angel from my dream was sleeping on the sofa beside me...

When I woke up, I felt the world warm... Sweet! But I didn't pay much attention to that... Amy... Yea, Amy... She must have woken up. I got up and threw the blanket away... Oh, Amy's not there... Its Robyn, Brad... WAIT! Robyn? Brad? What are they doing here? Ah! I remember...

Amy... where's Amy? I saw she was not sleeping with Robyn. I kicked off the blanket and ran to the bathroom. Nope. Then to the balcony, nope. Then to the living room, nope. I heard a sort of noise from the kitchen and ran there. I let a sigh of relief as I saw Amy -in the arms of Mr. Brown. He placed a glass on Amy's lips and she drank a sip. Then she jumped with joy. He smiled that magical smile. I smiled automatically.

He suddenly caught me looking at him. I blushed.

'morning Melissa', he said with his eyes hidden. Oh dear! It was the same cold reaction...

'Hi...' I gasped to myself. What if he forgot? I bit my lower lip.

'Here.' He handed me Amy. Then he drank a sip from the glass. 'Nice!' he whispered to himself. He then smiled to himself as if laughing on a private joke. Then he sighed loudly. My eyes widened. what's with this change of emotion?

He suddenly looked up to me with twinkling eyes.

Huh? He suddenly looked happy about something. Did he remember what happened last night? He passed the glass to me.

'Secret recipe... You'll like it!' He smiled my favourite smile. Then he walked away. But there was something I was missing.

I was disappointed... We confessed, and he doesn't even remember. I tried to think about the good things. Well, I know he likes me... I took a sip. Wow! Nice! This drink is so sweet, no wonder Amy likes it, she has a sweet tooth. I mean, she doesn't have any teeth...but...Ah! I know you get me. Then, I am glad he doesn't remember that I was the one who kissed him, not him this time. I took another sip. I am glad he doesn't remember that he said the things to me which he wouldn't have ever. I am glad he doesn't think he embarrassed himself in front of me. I took another sip. I am glad he was open to me, of all people.

I looked at Amy. She smiled. I sighed.

'At least you remember what happened Amy, right?' I said happily. Then I sighed, 'how will you know? You were sleeping right?' I clicked my tongue.

Then I looked at the glass I was holding. Wow! This sure was delicious, I thought as I drank the final sip... Hmmm, I must be hungry. I hadn't had dinner last night. But this wasn't bothering me... I sighed again.

'Did you really forget everything?' I said out loud. Maybe to the glass... or the empty room. Amy looked confused. I placed her on the counter. I sighed.

Suddenly I heard a whisper in my ear from behind.

'Do you think that's why I gave you an indirect kiss, huh?'

I didn't have to turn, I knew who it was. But my mind was not working. What did he mean by k-kiss? I squeezed the glass.

As if he read my mind, he took my hand and raised it. Right, the glass. Wait! He drank from the same glass. So did I! I blushed. It was an indirect kiss!

'You- you remember?' I gasped. I felt happy and surprised and confused at the same time. My feet grew cold.

'Yep!' he said in my ear. I felt relieved, but my heart raced.

'Then why... you, well, um', I felt hard to talk when he was standing so close, and breathing on my neck.

'-behave like nothing happened?' he completed my sentence. I nodded. He backed up and after he didn't answer for a few seconds, I dared to turn towards him. He raised a hand to his hair and pulled back slightly with frustration. I pulled his hand down. Oops, it was a reflex action. I removed my hands and hid them behind me. He pinched his head between his brows.

'Well,' He finally said, 'what do you think? I wasn't embarrassed or what? This is the first time, I...don't drink okay? And after what happened yesterday... I don't know what to explain. I... that girl, Robyn right?' His hand tightened to a fist. I took and squeezed it.

'No! Please don't be angry with her! Forgive her! After all what happened was for good.' I blushed at the sentence. But then I saw his face, which was redder than mine. Right! He was embarrassed actually. But he looked sooo cute. I soooo wanted to kiss him! I tried to hold back. But my hands raised automatically.

'So cute!' I said out loud as I pinched his cheeks softly. Something more than softly. Then I gained consciousness and removed them automatically. Major oops! I had a bad feeling on what was going to happen when I saw his face, dark.

'What are you going to do?' I gulped.

'You, need a punishment, you naughty girl!' He neared me.

I blushed and not because I had been called naughty for the first time in my whole life. I tried to run, but he grabbed me.

I felt the lyrics of one of my favourite songs ring in my head, 'you can run, you can hide, but you cant escape my love...'