Feathers and Shadows

Chapter 13

"Was the slap really necessary?" Dylan asked as we drove towards my house.

"No not really." I said.

"So then why did you do it?"

"Because you touched me."

"So what, you have a problem with touch now?" He reached over to poke me. I recoiled, breathing heavily and put my head between my hands as the memories and the pain all came rushing back.

"Pull the car over!" I screamed.

"But I just -" He started but I cut him off.

"PULL IT OVER NOW!!" He slammed on the brakes and jerked the car over to let traffic pass by. I jumped out of the car and sprinted towards the trees, halfway there I dropped to the ground and curled into a ball. I heard footsteps come up from behind me.

"Go away!" I screamed.

"Ruby. Its me I'm just trying to he'll -" said Dylan.

"I said go away!" I started sobbing uncontrollably, then the shivering came, I almost blacked out again. The feeling of his boot, slamming into my side repeatedly. Then a new memory came, it was Jay. He was on top of me, feeling me up. He squeezed so hard it drew blood and tore my shirt then nothing. I lay there quaking unable to sit up, or even open my eyes. I could tell Dylan was still there, I don't know how but I knew and it gave me a little comfort. It also seemed to calm me down a little, but then the memories came back. It seemed like forever before I finally composed my self enough to stop shaking, then open my eyes. It seemed like I was in a daze when I returned to the car. He silently got into the drivers seat. I pulled my legs up to my chest. We drove along in silence until I reached my house. I thanks him for the ride and opened my door.

"Ruby, where have you been?" I heard my dad say from the kitchen.

"Sorry dad," I said, " I got caught up with work and went to Tayli's house. I didn't mean to be this late. "

"Ok I'm just glad you're home safe." He still didn't come out of the kitchen. I snorted at the safe. I went into the kitchen and slammed right into a body. I backed up rubbing my nose for the second time today.

"Dad what the he-" I was cut off by a hand on my throat.

"Dad?" He said laughing, "who would want to be the father of something as disgusting as you?" He threw me against the wall, cracking it.

"Dad, what are you..." I trailed off as I saw the white wings protruding from my former fathers back." You're an angel?!? What the fu-"

"Uh uh huh. No foul language Missy" the angel said hurling me acrossed the room I slammed into the couch tipping it backward.

"Why....?" He snapped toward me faster then I could process.

"Why?" He said angrily, " to be honest I don't really know, I was told to watch over you. Act like your father until it was 'time'. It was the most horrifying experience I've ever had to endure. This must be a test of my loyalty to God. I think it was a little extreme." He kicked me in the chest again sliding me across the floor. I coughed and blood splattered onto the floor. I'm going to die here I thought, no one will know either. He strode slowly over to me, his expression told me I wasn't getting out of this alive. I sank my head back down to the floor, giving up and waiting for the end.

"What? Giving up so soon? Here I thought that the daughter of someone very important would put up more of a fight." He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off the ground, my feet dangling in the air. He hit me in the face with his wing and snapped my head to the side. Then he threw me toward the door. I landed a foot before it and reached for the doorknob.

"Oh you think your going to escape?" He said maniacally, "haha haha I've never seen funnier." He grabbed me by my hair again and pulled me up to his face.

"You lose." He whispered.

I felt something enter me, I looked down and saw his arm protruding from my stomach. I looked back up at him as he removed it. It felt like everything was slowing down, minutes seemed to have passed before I hit the floor. I started to fade, the light around me becoming dimmer. My body growing colder, I thought one last time with all my might, DYLAN, and faded from reality.