The Angel's Ðemonic Secrets

Chapter 9

Hello beautiful, I had a really rough day today. So, I'm sorry I didn't post the chapter earlier.
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Aurora's POV

My parents leave and so do the few friends I have, they leave me to finish unpacking and relax at my home. I sit on my couch and think. For about a week now I have been feeling as if someone has been watching me, which isn't uncommon for me.

As I cant watch or see anyone I cant help the little twinge of paranoia that accompanies not being able to see if someone is watching me or not. However, this feels different then the usual hint of paranoia.

It feels as though someone has actually been watching me, even while I was in Japan. For a couple days in Japan and still continuing to Saskatoon. Am I just being extra paranoid? I'm in a different country now, its irrational to think that someone has been watching and following me to a different country.

I think I might be going crazy by thinking this, I just have a feeling that I am right. I have to follow my instincts, because they are the only thing I have left, they have developed and heightened from my blindness.

I know that I am being watched even if it is highly unlikely. But, for some reason I know that it is the same person. Their gaze has the same feel to it. They dont feel malicious, the exact opposite, for some reason their gaze feels almost warm... as if gentle?

I have had the occasional stalker and pervert, I learned that for some terrible reason disabled people are often the victims of assault because they are seen as weak and easily overpowered. But, luckily, Harvey has always protected me from any type of situation like that. Some impaired people would be able to fight back but I can't help but freeze.

Harvey is usually the most well behaved dog in the world, never doing anything wrong, like he is always thinking about me and making sure he dosent inconvenience me. But any time I am in trouble he becomes a fierce dog that is determined to protect me.

Their gaze feels almost pure and kind, which is completely different from the gazes I have felt from others in the past. And, I cant say that their gaze is unpleasant or disgusting like others have been, but its warm and gentle with no ill will. Its confusing me.

Not only do I feel a bit to over cautious thinking that someone has been watching me for almost a full week now, but I dont hate the feeling of whoever this is watching me. I cant help but groan at my internal mental battle, its giving me a headache.

I grab my scalp with my right hand in frustration. I feel Harvey's soft fur rub against my leg as he snuggles against me. He has been the perfect companion, I have had him since I was 10. However, he was not able to be an official seeing eye dog until I was 16.

I always felt uncomfortable using a support cane, even though I needed it to move around outside. I could use it easily enough but it felt like it was only doing half the job that I needed. After I got him, Harvey, almost as if he was following his instinct, started to help me.

It was almost to the point where he was essentially guiding me around. And I started to have less and less problems with my mobility thanks to him. He is getting old now but he dosent act like it.

The bit of excitement that I felt from coming back home and being with my friends and family is wearing off and the exhaustion is setting in. Travelling is tiring for most people, but for me its sensory overload.

Not knowing where to go and being in a new place is stressful and requires a lot of time as well as patience. Unfortunately, Rebecca was moved to a different flight because of passenger error or something along those lines, so she wasn't able to help me navigate.