Hey guys,
I decided to re wrote chapter 1, in my opinion as an author it lacked in description and it was boring. I was reading through all the chapters to give my an idea what to write on chapter 15 and I found that's chapter 1 was boring compared to the rest of the chapters. So I hope you enjoy the re edited chapter, I apologise pro those who have previously tee wows my story and end up re reading chapter 1 now it's been fix. I am sorry if it makes you annoyed.
Kiimiixxx
I woke up from an additional restless night's sleep; my neck hurt like it always did. My muscles ached and so did the bruises all over my body from having to cope with the ongoing bashings daily from my uncle who was an alcoholic.
Every day it is the same thing; the exact same thing repeats itself day in and day out. Except the shadows, the shadows had followed me everywhere for the last 4 years, since the day my parents died in that horrible car crash.
I got up from my bed, unwillingly of course. I hated getting up in the morning especially those mornings that ended in Y. Oh that's right that every morning , silly me I chuckled sarcastically to myself.
I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked horrible standing there in my tight black jeans, black converses and my khaki top that brought out my eyes.
My hair was a mess it was out of control, purple bruises covered my body and my eyes looked all blotchy from the continuous sleeping routine if no sleep. I had been doing physiology and I thought I think I have insomnia.
It was an irrational gesture or assumption but it fitted. I never got any sleep and I hadn't since my parents death.
I walked down stairs tripping over beer cans upon beer cans. My uncle was asleep on the couch, snoring like fog horn. He sounded horrible when he was drunk and snoring. It was worse then usual.
I walked to school swiftly trying not to be noticed at Anna-bell past. Anna-bell was a cheaper form of a bleach blonde barbie doll. There was only a few things stopping them from being the same person.
1: their name obviously
2: one was plastic and the other wasn't. Not unless you were counting Anna-bells rack and ass then yeah they could get away with being clones or identical twins. Either they were both attention seeking, crude, self opinionated bitches who needed to fuck off , like seriously.
"Hey Faith nice wig, what is it made of?" Anna-bell yelled out as she dove past very walking pace and in sync with my steps and pace. I rolled my eyes, she was seriously playing this game? With me of all people. What a silly, silly girl.
"I'll tell you what it's made out of, your boyfriend puibs after he fucked my over the science bench like he did to you last year after maths." I waved my hands in the air, with a giant fake smile on my face.
I had been copying something I had seen in a movie with cheerleaders.I think it was something like bring it on, bring it here. I don't know either way it had cheerleaders in it.
Anna-bells mouth dropped open to the shape of an 'o'. I think I just hurt her feelings. It was funny. Her friends Sophia, Janet, Lucy and Audrey all copied her exact facial expression. I began to laugh.
"Please apply water to burn," I laughed walking around the corner, taking my usual short cut to school. "You'll get what's coming to you." Lucy screamed sounding convincingly angry.
"Awww what's that a bad manicure." I whined in a girly way, I couldn't hide the amusement behind my eyes. It was just too funny not to laugh or react.
When i got to school I walked towards my locker, standing in front of it praying that someone hasn't filled it with shit this time. It was even more funny for me to e praying because I wasn't religious, what's so ever.
I opened it and quickly stepped aside. Just as a precaution if but there was nothing. The only thing that fell out of my locker was my books and a photo of Izac, yep there went my dignity.
I looked up to see Jake pending down and picking up the photo. All the colour drained from my face as I gulped."oh isn't that's sweet, hey everyone! Faith has a picture of Her crush hidden in her locker. It's not so hidden anymore is it?" Jake chuckled passing the photo to Kyle and he pasted it on to some other people.
At school I had been branded as insane, as being the odd one out. No one talked to me except Izac, I was continuously bullied. Izac would always be kind to me, he was one of the only said individual as who actually was kind to me. What so ever.
Izac was more one of those kids who would help you, even if it discomforted him or didn't fathomed him. He would still help you, despite what it was.
"Leave her alone Jake." Izac grunted, clearly frustrated. "What are you going to do about it huh izac?" Jake asked flicking the photo on the floor next to me. Izac looked down at me, at that same moment I looked up at him. I had crouched down to pick my belongings, that where now scrambled all over the floor.
"This." Izac stated bleakly before throwing a punch at Jake, his eyes filled with anger.
When ever I saw Izac something in the pit of my stomach came alive, spreading warmth through my body. I had never felt anything like it, ever. he wasn't like everyone else, he was different. special even, Something about him wasn't normal, he was so perfect to be normal. i could never place my finger in what made him so but whatever it may have been lured me in.
I sat on my bed fuddling with my locket in complete silence; I was absolutely alone until the sound of someone banging on the door echoed through the house. I recognised the knocking time and the way the knocks formed a pattern, that was how I knew it was Izac.
I dashed down stairs to answer the door. Izac was my best friend and I love spending time with him. For so many reasons.
1: Being he was awesome
2: When i moved schools after my parents died the only person who even bothered to even talk to me was Izac
3: Izac actually understood me , unlike anyone else I had met. The handn't been a singer soul who understood me like he did except my mum. Mum for some reason understood me, unlike dad. There had always been a lingering feeling he wasn't apart of me, but always ignored it.
And 4: I was with Izac, I couldn't see the shadows. The shadows disappeared and were not in sight until when he left me, by my lonesome.
I opened the door, the sun glaring me directly in the eyes. I squinted past the bright glare and my eyes met the figure of Izac. He wore black jeans, a grey singlet that showed off his muscular body and a silver chain hung around his neck, which he never took off. The wind blew his long mahogany hair around and his blue eyes glittered in the sun. He looked perfect, almost too perfect, but I didn't mind.
I took a long look at him; my eyes abruptly were drawn to something behind him. The sun shone and made something begin to dazzle from behind his back; mistakenly there was the shape of wings. Perhaps I was just seeing things but I don't think I was, it couldn't have been physically possible, but they looked so real.
''Are you going to invite me in..? '' He asked, a smirk on his face.
''Oh sorry, yeah sure come on in'' I gestured to him, he walked in as I shut the door behind him.
My mind was scrambled, I couldn't believe what I had just seen.
"So where lard ass huh?" He asked curiously, sniffing the air and screwing up his face. "Bar or Tab." I stated sarcastically thinking what kind of question is that's we are taking about uncle Henry. He's a drunk skunk and loaf.
"Hey do you have the homework for biology? I missed getting a copy. Ms Ferias was being all bitch because I was late." he smiles trying to funny.
"Yeah hear come this way." I smiled signalling I wanted him follow me upstairs to my room. I had all my homework spread out on the desk. It took my a little while to find the specific paper I was looking for, but I did. I actually managed to find it.
I sat down at my desk and began to copy what was printed in the sheet of paper into my book I had laying flat on the desk. Izac paced around the room looking inquisitively at everything.
"Oh my god." I could hear the smile in his voice. I turned around and stared at him wide eyes and baffled.
"What?" I was worried what he had found. There were so many things in my room that could be interesting and shocking to others who weren't me.
"This is the picture you took of us at the city hall trip." He smiled. I stood up tearing the paper from my book and folding it into a neat piece of paper. I placed the paper between my fingers and passed it to him.
"Her everything is copied the only thing you have to do is answered the questions." I smiled .
Izac smiled back at me until I noticed his face angry and filled with disgust. "What is that?" He asked curiously, pointing to the bruised on my arm.
"Nothing." I lied, it want nothing, it was everything. All the pain and hair I had to Iive with because of my prick of a so called uncle.
"That's not nothing." He stated grabbing my arm and revealing it. He moved my shirt revealing the other bruised, he traced them with his delicate fingers. I suddenly got a flush of goosebumps up and down my spine. I could feel the warmth spreading through me, under he touch.
"You need help, I'm going to help you." He grunted storming out of my room and down stairs. He was fast it was as if e slithered away.
After Izac left I sprinted to the internet café, deciding to do some research.
I looked up the supernatural beings; the supernatural beings with Beaty, kindness. There wasn't anything in the cats gory. I typed in Izac's name gracefully. I slowly scrolled up the google webpage until my eyes caught a glimpse of a website describing traits from Izac.
The website talked of fallen Angels and how some angels were damned from falling in love with humans. It didn't make scenes but it did in a instant. I can't explain how but it did.
it showed a picture of a group of people, obviously people i had never seen picture was dated in 1895. I scrolled down the page and it had the birthdays and the date of death of each and every person in the picture.
I scanned the screen quickly, everything looked normal and fine until I saw Izac's name. It had written Izac Richardson date if birth unknown. Date of death unknown. Shivers ran down my spine an not the good kind of shivers either.
I blinked a few times still scrolling down the page. I found a few photo's of him in it, they were all dates aytime for 15 hundreds. You could faintly see in the picture the beautiful aky colouring of beginning lining of wings behind him.
It couldn't be real? Could it?. I was concerned now, I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. A flash back of the day the picture was taken of Izac and I came I mind. I remembered how I thought I saw winds, but I ignored it.
"It could be possible." I stated still looking closely at the screen memorising each and every picture and words. It was overwhelming seeing his name to many times, I felt light headed.
Angels were perfect and to me Izac was nothing less than perfect. It still didn't explain why I through I saw wings. I shook my head closing the laptop and packing it into my tightly stuffed bag.
I walked home silently and alone. In one aspect it was peaceful and relaxing but in another it was unusually but still a familiar feeling. The feeling of loneliness has grown on me quite frequently after my parents died. Since there death I had felt the loneliness I had ever felt in my life, and it wasn't good it was horrible.
I finally reached my house and walked up stairs. Plonking my bag on my bed and walked over the picture. I stared at it for a few minutes before actually recognising the faint lines of wings. I gulped, there was some hint in my throat. A lump of some sort.
I felt myself shiver again, a kind of shiver the reassured me I wasn't dreaming.I reached for my phone in my pocket, quickly dialling in Izac's number and taking a breath before pressing call. I knew I was nervous, really nervous and unsure some what but a part of me knew it was the truth.
''Hello." I smiled at the sound of his cheery voice.
"Hey it's me , can you meet me at my house please'' I asked, worriedly.
''Ahh… Sure I'll be there soon, like in the next half an hour'' his time sounded definite and determined, which I always found attractive.
''Ok'' I whispered, I was so scared what he might think of my observation.
The phone hung up and I waited on the porch for him to arrive.
Time past quickly, but for me it was an eternity. I heard rustling of the grass and the trees, I jumped quickly. In the cleaning I saw shine of mahogany hair, It was Izac.I stood crossing my arms and staring at him closely.
''What did you want me to meet you for…? '' he asked, walking up the steps and coming to stand beside me.
''I need to talk you about something'' I replied, twisting a strand of my hair around my finger...What if he took this the wrong way?
"You won't believe me, you will think I am crazy." I gestured toward the chair thy sat in the from veranda.
"I already think you crazy." He chuckled . I chucked him a haha so not funny glare.
"I'm being serious Izac." I placed my hands in my lap, I was scared of what was about to happen. I had never been one who was good at predicting propels reactions or emotions. Supposedly it was because I'm so emotionally damaged, according to the council we I had been forced to see.
"Okay, okay. What's wrong ?" His eyes softens at he got the drift that I was being 110% serious. "Izac I think your a magical being!" I stated not looking him the the eyes, if I was wrong I would be so ashamed and feel guilty for assuming stuff that's incorrect.
"You think I'm what?" He asked, with a chuckle hidden behind his tone. I looked up at him, from beneath my eye lashes. "I think your an angel!" I smiled pressing my lips together nervously.
He looks like he chocked, like something was preventing his from speaking. "Why would you say that." He raised his eyes brown, and his eyes turned to a grey blue. Not the usual blue that reminded me of the ocean I played along side as a child.
"I looks on the Internet and there is pictures of you from the 15th century and even before." I stated. His eyes grew wide, they glowed as I they were worried.
"It could t be me, it could be someone who looks like me." He tried to brush me off, but I knew what he was doing. It wasn't going to work.
"No, no it can't be anyone also because its exactly you. In the pictures you looks the same as you do now. The same usual beautiful and entrancing eyes of yours, you gorgeous smile and your blissful lips that I have been pleading to kiss for so long." I looked up at him again, I could see the small smirk hidden behind his lips. He was trying to keep composure , probably to not give anything away. But it obviously want working.
"Everyone time I see a picture of you I always see wings hidden in the back, like a fair blemish in someone's face" I smiled trying to extend what I was originally planning to say to him.
"Your an angel Izac, I'm sure of it ." I looked at him, his facial expression screamed of relief and relaxing.
It was odd in a time like that. You want the truth?" He asked running he back if his neck.
I bit my bottom lip and nodded. I felt something warm and sticky begin to bubble in the out of my stomach.
"Yes. I am Angel Faith." He said smiling and exhaling sharply. He stood up and crouched down in front on me. Tracing the shape of my lips and caressing me chin.
"I love you Izac." I stood and and pulled him up with me. "You what? he asked wide eyes and shocked.
"I love you." I smiled wrapping my arms around him and pulled him down for a kiss. He moaned against her lips before swiftly breaking the trace. " and I love you." He smiled running his fingers though my hair. I froze and my eyes widened. I felt my arm slip from his grasp and my eyes flicker shut. The last thing I remember was Izac calling my name.
I fainted...yep , that's what I did. This new information took me by storm, my best friend was my gaurdian angel?...and I didn't even know it and he loved me.. Wow!
