Find

Frozen River

"Find the angel." the words came almost like a whisper. Still asleep, I ignored it. "Find the angel." the words came again, louder. I slowly opened my eyes. I had been in a deep sleep, no dreams, that I could tell. So from where were the words coming from? I stood up and looked around, confused.

I was in some sort or country house. I found myself sitting near a frozen lake, with some snow covering it. That's when I noticed. I was surrounded by snow, in a really cold day, so why aren't I cold?

So many questions hit my mind at the same time that I had to sit on the snow again. "What is this place?" "Where is everyone? And, most importantly, "what the hell am i doing here?" I looked around again. Trying to see through the falling snow. Again, I couldn't see anyone, but there was a house, about 1 kilometre away. There was smoke in the chimney and I could see light through the window. i was quite surprised that I could see that, considering how far was the house.

I had nothing with me, except for a small backpack and a ring lying on the snow near me. I didn't recognise it, but i took it anyway. it looked very old, but it was also very beautiful. There was a tiny green stone on it, and the actual ring was made of something that looked extremely like gold. It must have been expensive.

i put my hands in my head trying to think straight. Where had I been before going to this place? I couldn't remember one single thing. Had I been drunk? It doesn't feel like it. Had something hit me in the head? I examined my body looking for fight injuries but I couldn't find any. I couldn't even remember how my face looked like. What the hell? I don't know where I live, I don't know my age, I don't know who my parents are.

I took the backpack off my back and opened it. It was full of blank papers. There was also a notebook, a pencil case full of all types of pencils, and a small and silver box with nothing inside. The backpack it self wasn't really pretty, it was a normal black medium size bag, like the cheap ones they sell in big stores.

how can i know what types of bags they sell in big stores and not know my parents name? This is just crazy.

I looked back at the small house. knowing that sometime i would have to get up and go there, even though I am more scared than I've ever been. Or at least I think I am. I couldn't hear anything coming from there, although I could still see the fire through the window. And, if I focus enough, I could even see a big fireplace with... socks hanging on the wall? Was it Christmas?

As like an answer to my mental question a car appeared, going to the house's direction, the song Jingle Bells playing loudly from the car's radio. i doubted anyone in the car could see me where i was, but i guess i was wrong, because the car stopped and the driver left the vehicle, looking in my direction. he took his phone and was talking to someone, probably the owner of the house, a few minutes later a woman came out of the house, followed by a man carrying a gun.

Then, suddenly a felt a hand covering my mouth. My eyes widened in surprise when I saw the blonde guy who was now standing in front of me. i felt like a know him, or like I was supposed to know him, anyway. He was tall and looked very young, about 17 years old. He took me by the hand and started running. I started running too, without hesitating. I don't know exactly why, but i trusted him. When we were a few meters away, we heard a loud sound from behind. The guy from the house had fired the gun. The blonde boy didn't even look back, just continued running, so I was assuming the bullet had not hit him. Good. That's good. After that first shot everything was quiet again and the only sound I was able to hear was of our feet running in the snow.

I don't know for how long we ran like this, but it was certainly for more time than i was used to because i was so tired I fell on my knees in the snow, breathing heavily.

"Come on" he said, his voice was high and soft "we are almost out of their property"

"Who are you?" I asked, coldly than I expected. Most people don't have the chance to hear their voice for the first time. Well, now I can add this to my curriculum

His face looked hurt, for just a moment, before turning expressionless again. He looked at me deeply. "Get up, it's not safe here" he looked around, to the forest surrounding the house and lake.

"Really? Wow, in my whole life, I never thought that a person with a gun could be dangerous. Thank you so much for making that clear." I said, the sarcasm boiling inside me.

he smiled just a little before turning serious again. What was up with that guy's emotions?

I wasn't talking about the gun" he said.

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Thanks for everyone who have read this story this far. The beginning might sound confusing or weird but I promise it gets better lol have a great day!