(A/N): To my dear readers: I hope you enjoy this recent addition to the thrilling, 100 chapter story that is Collections of Love :) Read and enjoy and review! :D
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~*~Collections of Love~*~
~7- Angel~
I don't know how it happened. It is hard to recollect my memories of the incident. All I remember is wishing Sonny a good morning, trying not to focus on her lips, and how much I wanted to kiss her, or how soft her mocha hair had looked today. I had just wanted to stroke it, to feel the texture on my fingertips, to tangle her locks in my hands and breathe in the sweet aroma. But I restrained myself, like I had been forcing myself to do for the past couple of months, and continued walking in the opposite direction. And then it happened.
I don't even know exactly what "it" was, but I felt something collide harshly with my back, and I felt searing, excruciating pain. With a moan, I had fallen forwards, and landed fiercely on the rough, carpeted floor. It hurt like scorching fire licking my face, taunting me with pain and confusion. And I was silently suffering for the briefest of moments. And then everything went black.
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I look around at my surroundings through bleary eyes. I do not know how I got here, in the lap of some unknown stranger, but I know for a fact that it feels pleasant. My back is throbbing violently, and my face feels raw and untouchable, but I can't help but admire the way that my head fits perfectly where it lies. I blink, disoriented, and look up into the face of the one who is holding me so tenderly.
I realize that it is a girl, but her identity remains unclear. My vision is blurry and my mind does not function properly.
She has smooth creamy skin that seems to glow in the dim light, and thick, shiny brown locks framing her jawbone perfectly. Her dazzling, chocolate eyes have untold depth, and I look into them with meaningless wonder. Her eyes show so much. Her eyes show care, and concern, and worry. Her lips are soft as silky feather pillows, and the small slender hands that she uses to support the back of my neck are cool and gentle. She looks like an angel.
An angel sent from God, to help me in my time of need.
That is the only explanation. There is no other way that such perfection can be captured. I look up into the angel's face again, and my assumptions are automatically confirmed. This girl, this gentle female holding me, is an angel.
"Thank you," I drone, accidentally slurring my words, "Are you an angel? Why are you so beautiful?"
She giggles for a moment, a gentle ringing of silver bells, then quickly becomes serious again. "Chad, are you okay?" The angel knew my name. "I'm not an angel. I'm Sonny."
My eyes are wide as I stare at her. Sonny? Sonny is my sweet beautiful angel?
The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. I undeniably have feelings for her, so it seems quite obvious that I would find her beautiful.
"Sonny?" I whisper. She leans closer, and I can feel her sweet breath on my cheek.
"If you aren't an angel, then will you kiss me?"
Her eyes are wide this time. She gently strokes my cheek with her hand, murmuring her response. "You are clearly delusional, Chad. I won't kiss you, not now. But I want to," she adds in a whisper.
I can't help but smile.
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