Angel's Devils

Chapter 3: A Change in Life

Morning dawned on him. A small peak of sun rays crept upon his face. He lay still by the tree trunk, curled into a tight ball. His breaths were slow and weak. His eyelids felt so heavy to open and his body felt too still to move. Heath couldn’t feel half of his face anymore from the cold, his ears and nose were numb from the bitter weather and his cheeks felt like they were on fire.

A low groan escaped his lips, the lashes his received last night were now beginning to hurt and he knew that some had bled, but now they stopped from the cold. He closed his eyes once again, and he felt his body relax, was he dying?

“He shouldn’t be far from here,” A low male voice spoke.

“Yeah, as soon as we catch him the faster we get our paycheck.” Another voice replied. Heath, with great effort, moved his head and raised it an inch.

“Quiet!” The first spoke harshly and Heath held his breath, had they heard him try to move? Then the voice said in an audible whisper, “We would be executed if the Heads hear us, and they sure can. They watch everyone’s move!”

Heath let out his breath of relief. He sat up and moved his arms in small circles trying to get the blood flow back into them, and then he tried to move his toes, but unfortunately they were still slightly stiff. Taking a deep breath, he heaved himself off the ground and stealthily he left the forest, how stupid these cops were, not noticing him leave even though they were so close.

As he made his way back to the street, he pulled his hood over his head to cover his face, he needed to go to Maya, and she was his only hope of getting some food, water and maybe some attendance to his whips on his back. But to his dread, he saw his face on almost every single corner of the streets. A paper that had his face grinning in his bartender uniform had a large WANTED printed over him was placed on every single pole, tree, the glass of shops and the newsstand.

The sooner he got to Maya, the faster he could go back to his side and figure a way of escape there. He knew her house wasn’t that far, probably a five minute walk, but he was feeling a little nauseated by the fact that she might hand him over herself. One can never know what’s in the rich people’s minds.

As he walked to Maya’s large mansion, no one seemed to recognize him or give him the slightest bit of glance or attention. It seemed the killing of Sira wasn’t that important after all. People had other things in life to do or to worry about other than a cruel rich lady who has been killed by her mistreated bartender.

Anxiety grew restless in the pit of his stomach as he reached the Turner’s front steps. Slowly he marched up and pressed his finger on the door bell. All he hoped was that Maya would answer the door and not Betty or Mr. Turner. Then he thought about it, it was morning and if he makes an appearance now, he would be an easy target to catch than if he appeared at sunset or night. Therefore before the door opened Heath quickly walked away, and he decided to keep away until the sun has disappeared. Besides, it was Monday and Maya had school.

So does Tyler and Lily, a voice spoke in his head, what about them? He didn’t know. All he thinks is the best to do is sit in the most public place ever and wait. That’s why he was heading over to the park, nearby Lily’s school. Therefore, he could see her whenever she came out at recess.

Heath made his way to the nearest park bench that had the best view of the elementary school. He could see the whole yard, and the little yard where Lily will come out and play. He sat quietly and kept the hood hiding his face, he sure didn’t want an old lady to come out of nowhere and point fingers at him.

What felt like an eternity later, he heard the loud ring of the bell that announced the morning recess of school, and Heath couldn’t believe that he has been sitting down on the park bench for over an hour deep in thought? He glanced around the yard looking for his little sister, but she was no where to be found. Worry began to fill inside him, was his family held captive in the house until he showed up there? Or was Tyler angry and keeping her from leaving the house?