Broken Wings

eight- Guardian

It felt like every limb in my body was burning, my head was exploding. I opened my eyes and saw the bright light. The light sting in my eyes. I couldn't move, I tried to remember. The last I could remember was falling down the cliff in a car. I remember dying. Wait, was I dead? I looked around, but I couldn't see anything. The light blinded me. I heard a voice. I could recognise it.
Nora. It took me a few seconds before it hit me that the voice came from my own head. Nora, the voice repeated. It was Cam, I smiled, my eyes were closed again.

When I woke up again I could see Cam, sitting beside me. On the edge of the bed. The room was all white, clean. "Am I dead?" I said and smiled. On a closer look at Cam, I saw it. Out of his back, he had crystal wings, like water. Shine, almost just as much as the light from the lamp. I could hear Cam's laughter, short and happy. "No, not anymore"
Anymore? So, I had bine dead, but now I wasn't? I tried to stand up, but Cam's hands came and stopped me. "You need to rest," he said calmly, "You have wings ... How is that possible?" I blinked hard twice. "Yes, it is. We can talk later. You need rest" he didn't need to say that twice, because not shortly after I had already fallen back to sleep.

I woke up, in a panic. I had dreamed about the night I fell of the cliff, about Daniel.
I stood up, Cam was still here. He had fallen asleep in a chair on the other side of the room, beside the door. I smiled the moment I saw him. he woke up, when he looked at me, smiling. He stood up and came to me. He still had the big wings coming out of his back. They were beautiful, like diamonds. He sat down in front of me, "You ok?" he looked so happy, but still so sad when I looked at me. "I don't know... what happened at the cliff? I died, but..."
"Yes, well sort off. Last night, when Daniel had taken you, I saw his car and followed. I saw the car driving over the edge, he had jumped out, but not you. I jumped after you."
"What about Daniel, what happen to him?"
"I took care of him" his voice had turned darker, but his eyes stayed bright brown. "How?" I knew he couldn't die, so what did he mean about taking care of him?
You don't want to know. I flinched, I wasn't prepared to hear him in my own head.
"But how did you get wings?" I looked at the crystal fathers.
"You were dying, but I couldn't stand the thought of not having you in my life. I jumped out and dragged you out of the car and up at the beach. I saved your life-" he smiled, he was full of energy. I had never seen him this happy. I remembered the talk between him and Dabriana. "You are a Guardian." A smile grew on my face.
He smiled, looked down at his hands for a second and looked up at me again. "I'm your new Guardian, Angel." A warm vibe like never before crawled through my body. I bent forward and kissed him, I didn't know of anything else to do. He had become my guardian, now I knew, I knew this was where I was supposed to be. We sat down on the bed, looking at each other. "Am I the only one who can see you're wings?"
"Yes, but I can close them in" in the next second the wings bent inwards and disappeared.

We sat for a wild, talking. I went to my room, took a shower and fell asleep on the bed.

I was standing in the woods, it was all dark. The air was clean, no fog. The grass was shimmering, it had just rained. My feet felt cold. I was barefoot. All I had on was my pyjamas. The shadows were standing behind the trees. The disavow was clear. I had dreamed this before. I looked at the place were Cam had bine standing the last time, an angel was standing in the shadow, looking down. He held his hands at his chest. he came closer, into the moonlight. I saw the blond hair, it wasn't Cam, it couldn't be ...
His head slowly looked up, I saw his grey eyes, it was Daniel. It looked like he was in pain. I looked at his hands, they were covered in blood, floating down. He was wounded. His eyes turned down at my hands, I looked down. In my left hand, I held a knife. A big kitchen knife. It was covered in blood, his blood. He came closer, looking at me, his eyes were filled in tears. He looked at me and said, "It's you're filled ... it's all because of you" he had pain in his voice, cooking. He coiffed, he laid his hands over his mouth, the coiffing got louder. Blood came spouting out.