I'm Not An Angel

02

"What is he doing here?" Owen says through gritted teeth. My eyes travel down to my feet again. "You make her uncomfortable. I don't like when she's uncomfortable." He grabs my hand, squeezing it. That alone gives me so much comfort. I lace my fingers with his and step closer to him, continuing to look at my feet.

"Why do I make you uncomfortable?"

"Lucas don't." The other mysterious man says. Well at least I know mystery guy's name is Lucas. I want to speak up, but every time I open my mouth nothing comes out. I sigh in frustration, squeezing Owen's hand again, hoping for some confidence to come out of it.

"Just spit it out." Lucas says very roughly. I feel tears start to well up. I hate being yelled at, more it making me very uncomfortable and scared than me just not liking it. I continue to squeeze Owen's hand, praying it will calm me down and tears won't fall.

"Lucas stop. Now. You don't know what it will do to her. I brought you here to teach you. Control your urges right now." The other mystery guy tells him.

"She's scared of me." A tear falls from my eye. "I scare her."

"I wonder why." I hear Owen mutter.

"Lucas I told you to stop!"

"I want to know why I make her uncomfortable!"

"Because not everyone likes you doing this to them!"

"WHAT IS HE DOING!?" I scream. I don't even know what came out of me. I have no clue why I did that. So I mutter an apology. "I..I'm sorry. I..I didn't mean to yell. I..I apologize." I hear whimpering from the other side of the room. I look up to see Lily crying and my mother comforting her. My heart breaks. I scare my little sister. More tears fall out of my eyes as I run back up the stairs and into my room. I lock it before Owen can get in and climb up the stairs to my loft. I find my blanket and find immediate comfort in it. Almost as good as Owen, but I don't want him right now. He'll make opinions and I need silence.

I move over to the corner farthest away from everything and hide in it. I hold my blanket tight in one hand, using the other to wipe my tears as I bring my knees to my chest. I dig my knees into my eyes, wanting to see black. Tears continue to fall as I ride it through. I don't even know what happens to my body during these times, but it just shuts down. I hear knocking on my door, but I don't have the energy nor the want to get down and open it, or yell.

"Aven please!" I hear Owen yell. That breaks my heart. He knows how to get into my room with the door being locked. I continue to cry, rocking back and forth, hugging my knees.

"Aven?" I hear from my window. I look towards the window and see Lily climbing through. "Aven did I make you sad?" I shake my head and put on a fake smile. "Then why are you crying and not letting Owen in? You're gonna make Owen sad."

"I don't want to make Owen sad." I look back down at my knees. She climbs up the loft and sits next to me. "Lily, did I scare you earlier?"

"N..no."

"Lily, I can take the truth."

"A little bit." I sigh. "But mostly because I don't like seeing you sad and..and when people fight it makes you sad and they were fighting and I didn't want to see you sad. But when you yelled you scared me a little bit." She confesses.

"I'm sorry Lils, I..I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's okay Aven. I know you didn't mean it." She pauses looking me up and down. "Can I hug you?" I nod my head and she moves over, positioning herself to give me a hug. She holds me tight and I lightly wrap my arms around not wanting to hurt her. "Can Owen come in? I know he calms you down and mommy said the people here are really important."