The Savior-1

Chapter 1:
My Guardian Angel

(AN- the first part of this was supposed to be in my one-shot, then saw a better opportunity, so I took it out and put it here. This is my first happy story *yay*. I kind of based this off a one-shot I am making. It's like an "alternate ending". Sort of. I guess this is the start of another story. Kill me now. Disclaimer: I don't own alpha and omega characters.)

Humphrey's POV:

Pain. That's all I'll ever feel. Life's personal punching bag. That's all I am.

Well, not anymore. I take another sip of my alcoholic beverage and position myself on the edge of our apartment's ledge on the roof. I peer over the side and stare at the drop from the top of my new home.

My mom and I moved here because we don't have the money. Not after dad-

I scream and throw the bottle over the edge. It falls seven seconds and then smashes against the ground. That's all it takes.

Seven seconds, and then I'm free.

"What about mom?" the prodding thought takes over and my body starts to shake. She is better of without me. All I do is get in her way and disappoint her.

No matter what mentality I see it in, I still shake. Honestly, I'm terrified right now.

This is my chance though, and it's now or never. I take a deep breath and prepare myself for the last seconds. The midnight air is blowing hard against my jacket, as if trying to push me off.

"Stop!" a voice yells at me. I turn around and see a girl my age run at me. I quickly try to push off, but she is way too quick. She grabs my arm and flings me against the roof of the apartment. She then sits on top of me so I can't run away.

"So you are going to save me just so you can beat me up!" I yell at her, trying to keep what's left of my rapidly decreasing dignity. "This is why I wanted to jump!" I try to free myself.

"No! I'm not like that!" she yells at me.

"Then who are you like? How do you want to hurt me?" I demand.

"I'm not going to hurt you! I stopped you because I care." she yells.

I stop struggling. "What?"

She gets off of me. "I came after you when I saw you go up here with a beer in your hand." she helps me to my feet. "I'm Lilly."

"Humphrey." I take a good look at her for the first time. Her hair is a stunning white, and her skin is smooth. I look at what she is wearing and then quickly look away. She is only wearing a slightly loose T-shirt and panties, not the most covering thing. I have to say one thing though, she is gorgeous.

It is as if she doesn't care about what she is wearing, or more like what she isn't wearing. She grabs my hand and starts walking to the middle of the roof. "C'mon, let's lay down and talk." she bends over to brush off the ground a bit and I look away again, embarrassed.

She lies down and I lay next to her, and we stare at the clear night sky, admiring all of the stars.

"How'd you see me go up here?" I ask. "And why are you just wearing that?" I say, trying not to blush again.

Lilly let's out a small sigh. "My older sister thought it would be funny if she locked me out of our room while I was only wearing this. I fell asleep leaning against the door, and I woke up when I heard you crashing about. Then I saw you go up the stairs." she looks at me. "I'm glad she did that."

Lilly lets out a shiver and I take off my jacket and wrap it around her legs. "Thank you." she says. "Why would you do it?" she asks me.

"What?"

"Pitch yourself over the edge." she motions to where I was contemplating my death not a few minutes ago.

I let out a deep sigh and tell her about my parents, how they divorced, whenever I first caved into alcohol, how my mom is working nonstop just to stay alive at a job way out of town, and pretty much summed up my entire life for her. A girl who saved me from death's snapping jaws.

The Savior.

She gives me a look of sorrow, a look of truly caring for me, feeling for my hurt.

"Nothing has ever been kind to me. I feel lonely and lost." I tell her, a small tear forming in my right eye. I look away.

"You know," she says softly and gently turns my head towards her, "all of that can change."

I look her in the eyes and that's when I feel it.

Relief.

It washes over me as if all my troubles are nothing anymore. And I realize something.

I'm in love.

Funny, it took about seven seconds for it to wash all over me. A much more pleasant seven seconds than falling to your demise.

I lean in and kiss her. I don't know why, it just feels right. To my surprise, she kisses me back. I enjoy the moment, and feel as if nothing bad could ever happen to me again.

She snuggles closer to me and we stare at the night sky. I don't know how much time passed, but Lilly has fallen asleep against my chest, on the concrete.

My mom works somewhere far and she only comes home every other weekend. At that time she gives me money to survive two more weeks, and she is off to work before I know it. My mom left to go back to work two days ago, so the house will be clear for a while.

I slowly get up, so I won't disturb Lilly's sleeping. She is so beautiful when she sleeps. I then scoop up the partially naked girl in my arms and make my way to the elevator. I press my room floor number and wait for the elevator to come up.

I ride it down to my floor and walk up to my house door. I unlock it and walk inside, all the while holding Lilly. I gently set her down on my bed and pull the covers over her chest. I then exit my room to sleep on the couch.

I don't fall asleep immediately though. I get lost in my own thoughts.

There is only one thing to do. I get on my knees and pray.

"Uh, hey um... God? I haven't done this before and I... uh, don't know how."

I must sound stupid, so I get to the point. "I haven't been religious or anything. At all, not ever. But I think this is your way of saying that you still care for me."

I sigh. "I just wanted to thank you for the angel you sent into my life. My guardian angel. She is gorgeous. You must have spent a little extra time on her, because she is perfect in every way."

I end and curl up on the couch, pulling up a small blanket up to my neck.

A wave of calmness passes over me, and I sleep peacefully, something I haven't been able to do in years.

Lilly's POV:

I wake up still smelling Humphrey, but I can't feel him. I slowly sit up and look around me, and I find myself in Humphrey's room. He must have carried me here from the roof. I climb out of bed and walk into the den.

"Hello Lilly." Humphrey says as he runs around the kitchen, cooking something.

"Hey Humphrey." I sniff the air and I am confronted by an amazing smell. "Whatcha cooking?" I ask as I sit down at the small table, which is just big enough for two people.

"French toast. My mom taught me." he flips three slices of toast off of the skillet and onto a plate. He puts another two on a different plate, and puts all the rest on one big plate. Then he dumps powdered sugar over all of it.

"Milk?" he asks, walking toward the fridge.

"Yes please." he pours us both a glass and slides mine to me. He then plops himself into the seat in front of me.

"So... what's your story?" he asks me, after I dug into a few bites of the great tasting breakfast.

"What do you mean?"

"I know you don't have parents."

"How would you know?" I ask.

"Well, no normal parents would let their daughter be locked out in that." he points to my underwear, which I am still wearing.

I blush a bit and confirm his accusation. "You're right. My parents were killed in a car crash when my older sister Kate turned 18, only two years ago when I was twelve. Now I live with her, and I know that I am the most mature one out of us two. Its like I have to watch Kate all the time."

He gives me an understanding look. I would have taken it as false if the look was from anyone other than Humphrey, but I know Humphrey has been through rougher times.

"Kate doesn't watch out for you?" he asks me.

"Nope, if I were to stay here, I bet she wouldn't call until three days from now, once she recovers from another hangover."

"You know," Humphrey says, as he digs into his second French toast. "You can always stay here, as much as you like."

I am about to say no, I mean, come on. Live with a fourteen year old boy?

But I think about it. I trust Humphrey, even though we met last night. We both have that feel of having a rough life, and we get along easier. Besides, I'd rather wake up to breakfast and smiles, not cold oatmeal and the sound of my sister puking. "Ok, I will."

"Really?" he raises his eyebrows.

"Yes, I trust you. And besides, it beats living with Kate. You are way nicer." I say, with a hint of flirt in my voice.

"Great! It has been rather lonely this summer." he finishes his third piece of the delicious toast.

"I'll go get all of my stuff later today." I say.

You never know, this summer could be fun for once!

(AN- how it that for a start of another chapter story. As you probably noticed, the one-shot I mentioned isn't out yet. I'm still writing it. I think I can see this story going places. Until next chapter, open your heart to love -SilverWolf1500)