Rowland warned as already the young boy disappeared through the trees, blending into the shadows of the night.
Continued...
Rileys sleek form drifted silently up to a crouch beneath the window sill on Nora's old wooden porch. He quietly looked in on the tragic events unfolding. Nora's mother kissed her own hand through the sobs and gently touched it to her daughters now pale forehead. A curvy blonde girl bent forth over Nora's still form and hugged her old friend goodbye as the mother gently pulled the white sheet up, saying I love you for the last time.
The paramedics took their own sweet time wheeling the body off and getting the wheel caught on the door stop. Riley took his chance, quickly knocking out one paramedic that stood off to the side he switched the bodies in the blink of an eye. He took off back into the forest, leaving the medical staff behind none the wiser.
Unknown to him a silent threat stood in the distance, learning and taking in his every move.
...
Rowland laid Nora on the ground gently, scared of breaking her frail being. He looked up expectantly as Riley rushed up, cradling the body in his arms. The teacher hesitantly took the body out of his young apprentices arms and set it next to Nora.
Rowland spread the bodies next to eachother, the only difference between the two beings was that one had a gaping bloody hole in her chest. He crossed their arms and gently pressed his thumb nail into Nora's wrists, chest and head. He repeated the process on her body and let the blood flow freely as he sat back.
"What now?" Riley asked nervously while squating down next to his friend on the forest floor.
"We wait." He answered simply as Nora began to fade. Her body growing stonger and more life-like.
Meanwhile...
Noras pov
The cool breeze engulfed me, I shivered as the rain seeped through my clothes and curled in, trying to find warmth. My hair kept brushing against my cheek and I tried to swipe it away but my nails scratched my face and I whimpered in pain.
I slowly opened my eyes and had to remove the crust that had built up from them watering in the cold. I saw a lock of black hair through the blur and I was over joyed!
"Patch!" I called out, rising to touch his face. I was interrupted by a flash of pain in my chest that caused me to gasp and fall back, weak.
"Shh." He whispered soothingly as he picked me up bridal style and I melted into his warm embrace. He began walking through what I recalled to be the woods behind my house and I couldn't wait to be back in my familiar warm bed.
"What were you even doing when I came to your apartment anyways?" A voice I don't recognize spoke out.
"What, you mean after you intterupted my shower?" Patch said with a chuckle. Only, it wasn't Patch. I tensed up and willed my eyes to open and made the fuzz go away. This man wasn't Patch. His hair was longer and unkept and his eyes were completely dark as he stared down at me. His skin was pale and I couldn't see any color of veins, unlike Patch that seemed to have a glow since he became a guardian angel.
"Yeah sorry about that... Again." That strange voice sounded out as he looked down with a blush.
"Haha forget it. It's gonna happen again anyways so I might as well get used to it. When you came in I was searching for a pot to make...Crap!" my captor called out in anger and I flinched away from his voice. He didn't seem to notice.
"What!" Blurted out the young man in alarm.
"I forgot to turn off the water! My water bill is going to be crazy high!" He groaned and hung his head as he resituated me in his arms. The sudden movement hurt my chest and I called out in pain.
"Sorry." He said with a grimace as he looked down at me.
I looked at him, lulling back and forth as he ventured through the forest and soon became drousy. I struggled and twitched to wake up but my body failed me and I fell asleep from exhaustion.
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3rd person pov
Rowland sighed in relief as she finally fell asleep, he was getting quite tired of carrying her body through the wilderness. He waited for her to sleep seeing as he didn't want to startle her and lessen her health if she got worked up about suddenly showing up in his shady apartment.
Two whistles of different pitches filled the air and left Rowland and his small friend standing in the center of his apartment.
Somehow a plastic dish had made its way to the drain and was acting as a plug, causing the water to cascade over the edge and fill the apartment floor.
Rowland made his way into his bedroom and left Riley tocake care of the mess. He gingerly set the girls body on his mattress and pulled up the blanket, taking care not to jostle her as he tucked her in. He sat next to his beautiful girl, eyes full of questions and compassion. He gently brushed her hair from her face and saw the shallow cut that rested on her cheek and he couldn't help but be mesmerized. The way her eyelashes extended to rest on the apples of her cheekbones, the way her dainty figure held elegance but bravery even as she slept, and the way her hair splayed on the pillow above her.
Rileys banging around in thekitchen awoke him from his stupor and he swiftly stood up, taking one last look at his newfound adoration before he walked out and took a few steps, finding himself in the kitchen.
Riley layed splayed on his back in stunned silence, which was quickly broken by Rowland's boisterous laugh. It seems the young man had slipped on the slick floor in his attempt to shut of the never ending flow of water.
"Next time why don't you watch where you step, eh?" Rowland said through his fist as an attept to stifle his laugh hoping to not wake Nora.
"Yeah yeah." Riley groaned as he took his friends hand, rose from the ground and turned to shut the water off.
"I'll go get you a towel man." Rowland walked away still chuckling to himself as he entered the mold infested bathroom. He dug through the cabinet, trying to find a towel that actually smelled and looked clean. He held his hand up triumphantly and went to turn out the light but suddenly thought of something and dug through his drawer until he found what he was looking for, a bandaid.
He lightly jogged into the kitchen and flicked the rag at Riley's face before returning to his bedroom. Nora lay as still as ever and he guessed that she would sleep soundlessly through the night. Getting down on his knees he carefully peeled the bandaid from the slick wax paper and lightly pressed it against the gash in Nora's cheek.
Rowland walked into his bathroom and gathered a few more towels, clean or not and walked back into the kitchen. Handing Riley a few they began the task of soaking the water up and eventually after an hour were done and passed out on his moth infested couch in his less than glance worthy living room.
"So what did you find out about Jev?" Rowland asked while laying on his couch and his arm behind his head. He had kicked Riley off to the floor wanting the space to stretch out.
"Not much, I was a bit busy testing the waters of your shower to find out anything relatively important. Yes, he is assigned to the girl, uhm Marcie Millar I think was her name. Her father is Hank Miller, who is also Nora's father. I dont think Nora is aware of this fact yet though. She is quite the girl. I see why Nora never liked her. She's in danger from her fathers actions and his aquaitences. I think thats all but I'm not exactly sure, something just doesn't feel right about it. What do you think we should do? Rowland? Row-" At this the young boy looked up and saw his friend fast asleep and sure enough he let out a loud snore.
Riley lay quiet with nothing left but the thoughts mulling around in his head. He layed there staring at the ceiling and listening to the sirens wailing in the distance and his mood darkened as he thought about all the pain and suffering in the world.
He was so caught up in his quiet revalations that he almost didn't notice the quiet moan come from the bedroom.
"Rowland!" He hissed, getting up and flicking his bear of a friend on his ear. This was an effective method he usually used of waking his friend up.
"Ouch!" He growled out, quickly standing and glaring down at the little pest.
"What do you w-" He was interrupted by the sound of soft foot steps as the girl made her way down the cramped hallway.
Noras pov
I woke up with a pounding headache and a dull ache in my cheek. I slowly sat up and looked around me, taking in the blindless windows and the trash littering the floor. I pulled the covers up to my chest and sat thinking hard about what had happened. I had died? Then a strange man came to take me away. He looked like patch in a way.
With a groan I gently slid the hole covered blankets off and used the wall to help hoist myself up off the mattress. I rand my hand against the wall for support and padded down the small corridor. I walked into a dingy kitchen that contained only one table and chair off to the side. Hearing a rustle I looked tomet left and saw my captor staring back at me with the tiny boy standing next to him. They were both shirtless.
I did what every normal person would do, I screamed and fell backwards over my feet as I inched backward towards the corner of the walls.
The dark angel flinched slightly and had a brief look of hurt cross his features.
"Now you scream? I think I liked you better dead." He sighed and slid his hand down the front of his face. The boy looked up at him and spoke, "I thought you said this was supposed to be easy."
I recognized his voice from the woods and identified him as the stranger.
"I thought it was." he replied with a shrug of the shoulders.
Looking back at me with inquisitive eyes he spoke, "Nora do you remember anything that happened?" the stranger addressed me.
I didn't want to think, I didnt want to remember, I didn't want to admit the truth. I wanted to go home and see my mother, I even wanted to go shopping with Vee. But most of all, I wanted to kiss Patch. With that I felt the start of tears break free and travel down my face in waves.
The man named Rowland I think it was, walked up and stooped to a crouch in front of me as he gently wiped the tears from my face. I noticed something, him and his friend no long had their wings. They were just gone!
Following my eyes he guessed my silent question. " We are like the angels, they are only there when we want them to be. Notice how you don't have any, you don't want them right now." His soothing voice came as he breathed across my face, smelling nice and clean.
Once again I found myself leaning into him, craving more of something, anything to satisfy this incurable thirst.
I leaned away in denial and pushed him back with my fingertips, I wanted nothing of this demon. I needed Patch, now more than ever.
I sat there the rest of the night, wrapped up in memories of my beloved and how I knew I would never give up. Ever.
He was my everything, and I wasnt about to give that up so easily.
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A figure stood outside the building in the rain, calculating and watching. A smirk touched his lips as he stood twirling a ring in his hands.
Oh my goodness! Long chapter for you all! On my ipod none the less! So excited! Next chapter should be up either late tomorrow or Friday seeing as I have to work tomorrow, I'm sorry! Well anyways, I hope you are enjoying my writing! Reviewers are greatly appreciated and rewarded with cyber cookies.