Chapter 11 Who was she?

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Sean's pov :

As soon as the bus door opened to let us out, lizzie ran inside her room and locked her door. I tried knocking and calling for her but it was all silent. I sat by her door and thought of possibilities of who that woman was...... Maybe she was an old friend.. No she looked to old to be the kind of divas who take revenge for the most stupid of things. Maybe she and her had had a fight. A very bad fight. Idk.... I yawned and fell asleep by her door.

'Sean'

I woke up after hearing lizzie. Yes!!. Can u come in here? She asked. I turned the door knob and the door was unlocked! As soon as the door opened, I saw lizzie her face and eyes red (probably from crying) lizzie what's wrong? I asked. Things.... A lot if things, she replied and looked down to the 'very dark flooring she hates'. Like what? I asked and sat down on her bed next to her. She took a deep breath and started telling me.....

" that woman at the bus stop... She wasn't just any old woman. She's my mother. See, when an angel goes to a certain age the professor doesn't allow us to meet, greet or talk with our families at all. But I'm perfectly fine with that rule, my mother and father did something when I was young. They didn't know that I knew what they had done. But on the last day.... The day they were leaving we have a huge farewell party thing. In the party, each child gets injected by this truth serum which is when we tell our parents what ever we think about them.... When my turn came obvio I was scared to death because I knew I would say something stupid or tell them that I know what they'd done. I didn't go to the farewell party. I told everyone I was too sick so they didn't make me go.... But instead my parents came into my room and out the serum in me before I could reject! I was furious! Anyways... I told them everything until the serum wore off. I fell asleep for like 5 to 10 min and when I woke up they were gone. I was kinda happy but a bit sad too..... I mean they left without saying goodbye and now my mother comes and just tries to start a convo with me?! No no no no no!!!" Lizzie said

I sat there listening carefully. What's the thing that u know bout them? I asked. She looked up and down and everywhere but didn't make eye contact. I stood up grabbing her arm and pulled Her into a hug. She sighed, when I was younger my parents were traders and u know money hogs. I was about 5 years old and very smart for my age but as usual my parents didn't give a shit. One day I was I think playing or something idk... Near my parents office. My ball or whtevr fell into their office room so I went to go get it..... WHN I entered I over heard pple talking woh my parents. About how old I was and my eating habits and if I'm disciplined properly or not.... I wondered what was going on so I eves dropped. Soon I found out they were selling me away. Since I was five I didn't know what to do.... I went home and wrote what I heard on a peice of paper and forgot everything that happened that day. But then as I grew older I kept remembering things. Like being in their office and listening to pple talking. One day I think I was 13 or 14 I was cleaning out my room completely and I found a very old and wrinkled piece of paper torn in my diary ( I was thirteen what do u expect ) so I took it out and read it.... I cried and felt so angry and betrayed from my parents I didn't know what to do. But in the end of the note I had written that they made a deal to sell my when I was the right age. I didn't know what the right age was so I just waited. A year later I was 14 and this man and woman came to examine me and how I live, eat , sleep and all that. I knew what was comming and I had to do something QUICK. That night I ran away and slept at a park. My parents found me at the park in the morning but it was enough to make the "new parents" back out on "buying me" at that point I was sad , angry , depressed and just plain ughhhhhhhhhh." She started crying. I hugged her tightly and breathed on her neck. She giggled and sobbed. She stopped crying after I said,

Well u have me to take care of u now, U don't need no traitors.

She smiled and kissed me.

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