My Guardian Angel Chapter 3
I think you should already know right now that I OWN NOTHING in this fanfic except for Alyson who if you haven't already guessed by now is actually me . This is the last time I'll be doing this warning for the rest of the fanfic. So enjoy because now we'll be getting to the Kid Icarus part!
My 15th birthday was coming in about a month, it hadn't really bothered me for the past 14 years, but somehow it was this time, mainly because I got to thinking about how for my past years of being alive my dad hadn't gotten me a single present or cared for me the least bit. It just didn't seem logical that he would do that. I didn't like his behavior on me and I wish he would change. I start thinking about ways to help him change his attitude just a bit more, just so he could find some humanity in him, he doesn't have to fully change, just enough for him to stop drinking too much and abusing me, but I don't think jail will help him very much. He's been to jail before, but his buddies bailed him out each time. Then I remember seeing an ad in the newspaper about a counseling service that helps people with drug and alcohol addictions and also helps people with a lot of criminal records become better people. I go on their website and print out a sheet to fill out. I fill out everything I know except for the space below that asks for the subject's signature. I know I can't sign it myself so I brace myself and walk over to my dad, who is sitting on his chair watching a football game and sipping a beer, with six more empty cans surrounding him. I take a deep breath and speak in a low voice, "ummm…..Dad…do you mind signing this? I really…" "that's nice, get me another beer will ya?", Dad says, turning his beer can upside down and shaking it, showing that it's empty. I roll my eyes but obey him and get a fresh can out of the fridge. I walk over to him to give him the liquor, but a thought pops up in my head, "why are you letting him do this? This will only make him worse!". When my dad reaches out to grab the beer, I immediately swipe my hand away, preventing him from reaching it. "what are you doing? Give it to me NOW!", Dad demands. I give him the paper and explain,"Dad this is serious, you need help! I can't live like this anymore! You need to become a better person." "you sound just like that bitch you call your mother, trying to change me! You can't tell me to do anything, girl, YOU HEAR? NOTHING! I CAN DO WHAT I WANT AND YOU CAN"T CHANGE A DAMN THING YOU BRAT!" my dad screams, slapping me so hard I crash to the ground. My dad then starts kicking me around as I try to cover myself to shield myself from his beatings. He picks me up and starts beating me up again, and the thing I notice is that he's hitting me harder than he ever has before. He grabs me by the neck and drags me outside, pinning my neck up against the tree. As I'm gasping for air, I notice that I'm still in my pajamas, and that today is the coldest day of the year in Greece. I start shivering as my dad whips me across my back with his belt so hard that it's already leaving huge welts. My dad finally slams me into a tree and walks away. I try to lift my limp body up as best as I can, shaking from the pain and freezing winds, and see that he has a pistol in his hand. A tear slips down my eye and I pray my head off to the Goddess, asking her to send my angel "Please, please…help me….please", I whisper as my dad points the pistol at me. Suddenly something lands in front of me and I look up. The figure is wearing a light grey jacket with white furry trim, navy pants, brown boots, and a white scarf which is wrapped around his face, the jacket also has gold thread embroidered on the edges and embroidered into a symbol of a ring with wings, the symbol of the goddess of light. I can't see who the person is since he has a hood over his head, but I notice his white wings and know that he is an angel. The angel stares at my bewildered dad and takes off his hood and pulls down his scarf, giving me a chance to see his face. He is wearing a golden laurel crown atop his messy brown hair, and has sapphire blue eyes that are narrowed in anger. "Don't lay a hand on her", he says to my dad,"I warn you sir, either leave or face consequences". My dad stares at him, then foolishly charges at him. The angel dodges under him and swiftly strikes his ankle with his bow, which he had broken in half, making my dad trip. The angel then pins him down with his foot and points an arrow at my dad's neck, when my dad puts his hands up as a surrender, the angel gets off him and walks over to me. I'm freezing cold now and before I black out, I feel him picking me up and see a stream of light encasing us.
Soooo…didja like the new chapter? Sorry if I haven't been on in a while, I've been SUPER busy with color guard camp and practicing and I'm there pretty much all day from 9 am to 9 pm, so I'm pretty tired when I get home, and not to mention I've been playing Pokemon X a lot since I just got the game. I promise I'll update as soon as I can! Byeeee!