Trixie's POV
Kim and I spent the four months I stayed with her and Naomi just talking and trying to figure out what I should do. I listened to her talk about her new life and the big decision she wanted to make. She wanted to give up her wings, all by herself. "Wait, Kim are you sure about that?""Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"You won't see any of us again." Kim sighed and looked at me.
"That is something I thought about, but I've spent most of my life with you guys. It sucks that I wouldn't be able to see you or Pearl, Thorgy, and the others again but sometimes you have to open up new parts of your life. I would still think about you all and know that you all would be okay. You can't die or get sick, you don't feel pain. But Naomi is a human, a human who is alone and doesn't have anyone. I want to be that someone that she has."
"You really love her?"
"Yeah I do, I really do."
"How did you know that you loved her?"
"Just a feeling you know? She was all I thought about and all that I became concerned about. She got sick with the flu four months ago and I cried because I thought she was gonna die. We can just sit in silence and be happy, she makes me happy. She makes me feel like I have a purpose, a special purpose. I know we angels have a job and all, but she makes me feel like I am meant for more than that. Like that isn't all my life is for. She makes me feel alive, like for once I can make choices for myself. And I would be happy with all those choices even if the outcome is bad because I have her. But then again, that is for me. We know we love someone in different ways, our hearts are different but as angels we don't really use those hearts. Naomi makes me use my heart, makes me feel like it matters." Kim grabbed my hand and smiled softly. "I can't tell you how to feel Trixie, but don't run from what you don't understand. You can't know the answers to the questions you have if you hide from the fact that you do indeed have questions. I know it is scary, trust me." I hugged Kim and held onto her tight.
"Thank you Kim, thank you."
"That is what friends are for Trixie."
"I think I'm gonna go for a walk."
"Trix, it is almost dark though."
"Yeah, I know. I'll be okay, I promise." I stood up and walked to the door, hand on the door knob. "I think I'm ready to go back to talk to her."
"Okay, I'm here if you need me."
"Thanks." I walked out of the apartment and waved bye to Kim as I walked down the hall. I wasn't ready to go back to Katya's place just yet. She might not even want me back there. I left without saying a word. I walked down the sidewalk until I saw a park. The sun was setting and people were starting to go home. I sat on an empty bench under a large oak tree. I watched the sun set and took a deep breathe.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" I looked beside me to see an older man sitting beside me.
"Yes, it is a beautiful sight, I've always loved sunsets."
"I meant life as an angel."
"Excuse me?"
"You're an angel, I can tell by the dress."
"Uh, how do you know about angels?"
"Because I used to be one myself."
"What happen? You are..um."
"Old? Yes, I know. I had my wings taken."
"Why?"
"Well, what do we get our wings taken for?"
"Love."
"Correct, I fell in love."
"I'm sorry."
"Why? I am happy, I have lived such a happy life."
"But you'll end up dying and you can't see your friends back home. Those are such terrible things." The old man chuckled and cleared his throat.
"Are they really? I would rather live a life with the woman I love than see her die and never have felt the sensation of love. Angels are sent to humans who live such empty lives, sent to help them improve their lives the best way we can. Most of the times we become friends with the people we help, but every so often an angel falls for a person. Some move on and continue their jobs while others like me, give up the life they knew and go head first into a new world filled with emotions. It is hard at first but it becomes worth it."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because you look sad. The sadness of an angel is caused by one of two things, leaving the person they love or incapable of completing the job. Angels wear heartbreak on their faces. I don't know your story but love holds amazing things when it is from the right person."
"Thank you."
"No problem." The old man smiled and turned his head when he heard someone yell dad. I looked past the old man to see a younger man running towards him.
"Dad, mom and the kids are ready to go." The young man was holding a little girl in his arms. She reached for the old man with a smile on my face.
"Papa." He stood up and took the little girl in his arms.
"Hello Milly." The little girl looked down on me and pointed.
"Pretty lady." I smiled and waved at the little girl.
"Well let's go." The old man turned back to me and smiled. "Good luck."
"Thank you."
"Bye pretty lady."
"Bye bye." I sat on the bench for a little while longer but decided to go back to Katya once it started to rain. I walked in the wet streets but decided to fly once my feet started to get too wet. As I flew, I watched the raindrops fall. I held out my hand and caught a few, watching them roll between my fingers. While I flew, I thought about Katya. I wondered if she would be mad at me for leaving, but she didn't really want me there did she? Maybe she was just faking it to get me gone. My tears started to mix with the raindrops falling in my hands.
I reached Katya's building and stood at her apartment door. I took a deep breathe and knocked on the oak colored door. I could hear the sound of another person talking. I froze when a red haired woman answered the door. She stared at me and looked at me from the top of my head down to my feet. "Katya, who is this?" The woman raised her eyebrow at me. Katya came to stand by the woman.
"Ginger, what are you talking..?" Katya stood still as she laid eyes on me, not saying a word.
"Katya, I asked who this girl is." Katya smiled with tears in her eyes.
"Oh her? She's my angel."
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Oh her? She's My Angel(Trixya)
RomanceA Trixya love story What happens when a person is so cold stone, broken, has walls higher than mountains and scared to be loved that someone from above is sent to help them? A story of healing and opening up is told. A story of finding yourself and...