Angel Of Revenge

33:NOSTALGIA

JESSICA

For a quarter of the night,I kept tossing and turning. I had managed to forget about all the events that happened during the day that sickened me. The moment I had shared with Daniel was the one keeping me restless.

As I hugged the pillow close to my chest,my mind went back to that one morning when I woke up with his hand on my waist,my brain,however, refused to remember the feeling that the sight brought me.

I remembered when he treated my little cut with care. How the smell of my blood seemed to not bother him. I trusted him. I really believed he wouldn't hurt me. Maybe he wasn't as bad as I had initially thought.

I still could feel the little storm in my stomach as if I was looking into his eyes right now. I always got lost in that greenery, curious, searching everything I could about him. Everything about Daniel intrigued me.

These thoughts weren't good for my health and I knew it but my mind didn't always agree with me. I had been sad and stressed for too long,different parts of my mind conspired to keep flashing these images to me because somehow,they brought me something close to europhia. They were like some sort of antidotes and little by little,I could feel my shoulders relax.

Somehow,I won but I knew they wouldn't be erased,they would be filed away,secured.

Now that they had disappeared, I began to feel the cracks in my head,begging my attention. Dark thoughts breathed through them and in this cold night,I found myself sweating.

My senses were clouded in that scent again.

I started hearing their voices,angry and mournful voices. They weren't happy with what I did,that I knew for certain. I had tasted that fluid.

I was no saint,yes,but I was trying to make up for my biggest sin. I had killed my parents. I may have not been there when it happened but if I had listened to Jason and not question his intelligence, they wouldn't have died. He wouldn't have thought it was one of his silly visions,he would've went ahead and warned them.

My heart was heavy and dirty. I needed to cleanse it and I knew not other way if not revenge but now,nothing distinguished me from my enemy. Maybe it was high time I started adapting because maybe I wasn't going to get my wings back.
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THE MORNING CLOCK had just stricken seven and I was up,like a good servant,making sure the castle looked spotless. It really was a waste of time and energy. No furniture even had the chance to pick up dust because I always was breathing on it.

Somehow, I enjoyed it just as I did cooking. These two activities triggered the good memories I had of my mother. Even though I was the laziest child in her eyes,I remembered every chore she had taught me.

I loved the taste of tea and cake,too. My dad always looked forward to my tea parties,he'd never miss one. He'd always save the last piece of cake just so we could talk and bond over it.

My dad was a wise man,it was such a pity that wasn't passed down to me. I tried not to think about how disappointed he would be in me.

"But Jason started it first,dad" I said with a mouthful of cake after receiving a hot scolding from my mother over my never ending bickering with my brother.

"Two wrongs don't make a right,honey,"my dad had said.

"But dad,you heard what he said,he said Nora was ugly." Now that I was older,I realized how stupid it was to fight over a barbie doll. Almost every fight I had with Jason was because of that doll. If he didn't run it over with his monstrous bike,he'd call it ugly. Sometimes I'd cry,I was such a crybaby.

"I did but still,that doesn't make it right. Revenge is not in your hands,honey but in those of the creator."

If I had known that was the last piece of cake I'd share with him,I would've spent less time complaining and justifying why I had drawn Nora on Jason's exercise book to make his classmates tease him. Also,wasn't it ironic that the last advice he'd given me was that I should not play god?that I shouldn't seek revenge?

"I'd kill,just to know what's boiling inside that head,"Daniel's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Jesus,Daniel, you scared me!,"I said,putting a hand on my chest. "Oh and please don't kill anyone,rather let my thoughts remain a mystery."

"Wow,that's new. I thought you weren't the type to get scared easily,"he chuckled and I remember the ferocious girl I had presented to him on my first days here,when he'd frequently threaten to tell Victor the truth about me.

"And I won't kill anyone because I only want your blood,yours only." Dang that crooked smile. What was wrong with me,this wasn't a good thing but the way he said,yours only just made me almost forget that it was a threat. What was wrong with me?

I quickly gave him my back and continued wiping the TV screen.

I heard him clear his throat.

"Uhm,about last light,"he began. No no no,what about last night?

Some time passed as if he debated whether or not to say whatever he was thinking.

"Listen,I'm-"

"Oh America, I'm so glad I found you here,"I heard Christy's voice cut him off.

He sighed and looked away when his sister entered.

"You know my birthday's coming up,right?"

I nodded.

"Well,I promise I wouldn't bother you if I had any other choice and I'm s-"

"Christy, just spit it out already."I said impatiently.

"I need some pins and some fabric so I can finish my dress,"oh she even knew how to sew?

"There's some shop in town that sells fabrics.I've penned the measurements down just in case you forget. I'm so sorry to bother you like this,I'm just so busy I hardly ha-"

"It's okay, Christy. No need to explain,it's part of my job,"I said with the fakest smile and I almost buried myself when I caught him looking with an arched brow.

"Thank you,thank you!,"she squealed.

"I'll call a cab for you,"she said

"That won't be necessary,"Daniel said.

"I'll take her,"he surprised us both.

"What,you don't want me to?"he asked innocently as he caught two pairs of suspicious eyes on him.

"No,I didn't say that but why?" Christy asked.

"Because she smells like us,if she runs into the dogs,they'll kill her." He was such a smoth liar.

"Oh,that's so thoughtful of you, my dear brother,I could kiss you right now,thank you!" Christy smiled,that smile a kid had in a candy store, cute and genuine.

"I'll be waiting for you in the car,"with that,he left.

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