Emotional Killer

Past with the Present

"Why he scared?" She asked worriedly. She was talking about her adopted brother, who had just been holding her for a very long time. "I do something?"

The little girl was unaware of what she had done, or well, nearly done. She had nearly committed suicide at the age of two. Barely able to talk, let alone walk. She was simply helping someone, though they needed the help long before she came.

"He's just worried, Amber. You got awfully close to the ledge, and I told you that was dangerous," Her mother stated. The mother, Angel Wintermare, adoptive as well. Her heartbeat was still uneven of what she could only imagine. Her darling little girl, nearly walking of a ledge of a cliff.

Luckily, Amber's brother, Topaz, was there to grab her. Angel was shaken by the scenarios playing in her head, but she knew Topaz was worse. If he was a tad bit too slow, he wouldn't have a sister. Angel wondered how he was holding up.

Topaz was... well he was doing well. He is twenty-five years old, but he was still trying to grasp what happened afterwards.

He was outside playing with his sister. They could hear the ocean waves splash against the Cliffside. How you could taste salt with every breath you took. Letting his little sis see the sunset and the ocean far off.

Topaz thought it would be great to have some sandwiches with this moment. He told Amber to stay put, so he could get them something to eat. He failed to notice the man creeping up from behind the hotel they stayed at.

Amber took her time too, only noticing once the man was halfway to her. Within seconds he had closed that distance, standing to the side of the small child. Amber looked up, meeting the man's eyes. His eyes were a dull chocolate, there was no sparkle, just an empty pit.

He broke the eye contact and continued forward to the cliff. She reached out to the man, her small hands barely grazing his leg. His walk faltered, but he continued. Amber followed, tumbling her way after the man. Now, she was a good twelve feet away from the ledge.

By the time she got to him, he was at the ledge. She could hear something, loud and panicked. Amber went to grab the man's pants, his leg just escaped her grasp. The noise was louder, more familiar.

She could hear something else, sobbing. She could feel a weight on her chest, it made her feel bad. The man's body leaned over the edge, slowly falling forward. Amber continued to lean out her hands. He was no longer touching the cliff, body completely over the edge. She reached out more, feeling the faded jeans of the man.

Jerked away from the cliff, Amber's breath escaped her. The man's body disappeared completely over the edge. Something beating against her back came apparent, Topaz's heartbeat. Large arms wrapped around her, securing themselves tightly. Heavy breathing and muttering of words, shaking and rocking back and forth. That is what Amber felt, what she heard and saw.

Angel joined them, panting slightly. A worried look, gazing over Amber and Topaz. Amber didn't know what was wrong, she didn't know at all.

*Angel POV + a few months later*

As we entered the hotel's parking lot, I told the kids, "Okay, we've arrived to the hotel. Please, don't cause any trouble Topaz. You nearly got yourself kicked out at the last hotel. Amber, Dearie, please stay near me while we check in. We don't need any accidents happening." I can't deal with another angry owner.

The hotel seems to be in good condition. Entering made it obvious that it's old. Warm colors of red and gold, all them faded. The owner looks obviously nervous, he must be shy. I started the conversation, "Hello sir, may we book a room for three? I'd rather make sure I can watch over these two rascals."