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Chapter 10
Pietro had escaped his fathers anger by a miracle beyond miracles. He was still alive but in a sense one could think him dead.
His dreams were filled with her, she was just beyond his reach, everytime, the same thing. He was almost afraid to sleep. Why did he have to dream of her, wasn't it enough that he had to see her die? Wasn't enough that he never got the chance to say he was sorry? Wasn't enough that she had never known how he felt?
*****
"Pietro," Ami said quietly while in one of his dreams. Was it a dream? It seemed so life-like he heard himself think.
"Pietro, you need to live. I died but my soul is just as alive as when I was with you. You live and yet you act dead. Live." Ami told him in a surreal voice. Tears began to form in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry for how I treated you, before you died," he started.
"I know." she said firmly, impling that she had more to say.
"This is a dream Pietro, but that is the only way for me to communicate with you. Never doubt it's verasity. Never. I love you." she said, her voice gradually fading.
"My time here is spent. Yours is not. Live." was her final command and then she was gone; again.
*****
Pietro walked down the school hall. He didn't know why he had come, maybe because Ami had given it such importance.
Maybe he wanted to see if she was missed.
He wasn't sure.
"Are you ok?" Todd asked quietly when Pietro tried to get his locker open without success.
Pietro just froze. All the strength in his legs had left him. He fell to his knees and cried, "She wasn't supossed to die."
*****
"Let me go back, please," Ami asked humbly.
"That isn't possible," a omnipotent voice answered.
"There must be a way," Ami mused quietly, not that sound mattered, He heard everything.
"Maybe there is," He said after after realizing something.
*****
Someone had just tapped Pietro on the shoulder. He turned and could have died of shock. He was pretty sure the person in front of him was Ami.
"You didn't listen to me," she began suddenly.
"What?"
"The dream, you didn't listen to me. You're still stuck with the illusion that I'll be coming back. After today I will never come back to this world again. Please just move on." she pleaded.
"What! How am I supossed to do that?"
"People do it everyday Pietro. You can too. You're so much stronger than this. You think that if you let me go you'll forget. Pietro, trust me, there is no way you'll forget me. You can move on it's all right. I'm never going to be completly gone, just beyond your sight. I'll never leave you. Never. 'Cause I'm your guardian angel. I was never meant to love you in this world."
When she was done speaking she hugged him around the waist, breathing in the last thing she would know from the world. "I'm happy there." Pietro pulled her away, he'd never have another chance to do this. He pulled her face close to his, "You still owe me something." and he kissed her. The moment he pulled away she was gone and in his hands were to feathers, beautiful long, white feathers.
"I'm happy there."
A slight breeze came up from the east and he was sure he could feel her, standing near him, just behind him so he couldn't see her. He could almost here her say,
"My time is spent here. Yours is not."
THE END
Chapter 10
Pietro had escaped his fathers anger by a miracle beyond miracles. He was still alive but in a sense one could think him dead.
His dreams were filled with her, she was just beyond his reach, everytime, the same thing. He was almost afraid to sleep. Why did he have to dream of her, wasn't it enough that he had to see her die? Wasn't enough that he never got the chance to say he was sorry? Wasn't enough that she had never known how he felt?
*****
"Pietro," Ami said quietly while in one of his dreams. Was it a dream? It seemed so life-like he heard himself think.
"Pietro, you need to live. I died but my soul is just as alive as when I was with you. You live and yet you act dead. Live." Ami told him in a surreal voice. Tears began to form in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry for how I treated you, before you died," he started.
"I know." she said firmly, impling that she had more to say.
"This is a dream Pietro, but that is the only way for me to communicate with you. Never doubt it's verasity. Never. I love you." she said, her voice gradually fading.
"My time here is spent. Yours is not. Live." was her final command and then she was gone; again.
*****
Pietro walked down the school hall. He didn't know why he had come, maybe because Ami had given it such importance.
Maybe he wanted to see if she was missed.
He wasn't sure.
"Are you ok?" Todd asked quietly when Pietro tried to get his locker open without success.
Pietro just froze. All the strength in his legs had left him. He fell to his knees and cried, "She wasn't supossed to die."
*****
"Let me go back, please," Ami asked humbly.
"That isn't possible," a omnipotent voice answered.
"There must be a way," Ami mused quietly, not that sound mattered, He heard everything.
"Maybe there is," He said after after realizing something.
*****
Someone had just tapped Pietro on the shoulder. He turned and could have died of shock. He was pretty sure the person in front of him was Ami.
"You didn't listen to me," she began suddenly.
"What?"
"The dream, you didn't listen to me. You're still stuck with the illusion that I'll be coming back. After today I will never come back to this world again. Please just move on." she pleaded.
"What! How am I supossed to do that?"
"People do it everyday Pietro. You can too. You're so much stronger than this. You think that if you let me go you'll forget. Pietro, trust me, there is no way you'll forget me. You can move on it's all right. I'm never going to be completly gone, just beyond your sight. I'll never leave you. Never. 'Cause I'm your guardian angel. I was never meant to love you in this world."
When she was done speaking she hugged him around the waist, breathing in the last thing she would know from the world. "I'm happy there." Pietro pulled her away, he'd never have another chance to do this. He pulled her face close to his, "You still owe me something." and he kissed her. The moment he pulled away she was gone and in his hands were to feathers, beautiful long, white feathers.
"I'm happy there."
A slight breeze came up from the east and he was sure he could feel her, standing near him, just behind him so he couldn't see her. He could almost here her say,
"My time is spent here. Yours is not."
THE END