Skye's POV
I lived in the forest in Mineral Town. What no one knows is that directly down from Gotz's house it looks like the mountains close and the sea begins. But there is a tiny path in the corner of the mountains and down that path is a cliff. It's just barely big enough for my house. When I was a little child I was playing with my friends. In my days of childhood I wasn't a thief so I played with Gray and Rick. We were playing hide and seek and I fell down the small path. After that I never told anyone about the cliff.
When my mom died and I was forced to steal. I wound up building a house here. The space inside was limited so I didn't have a lot of furniture. I had a bed with old covers, a table for one and a small dresser for my clothes. I put on some jeans and a deep blue tee. I planned to hike up the mountain that day to see who I could steal from. I started up the steep narrow path and made it out of the dugout cliff of a home. I walked up the Mother's Peak Mountain and targeted the valley. From here you can see every part of the small town except the Villa and an angel's farm. I never stopped thinking about that girl. She calls herself Claire and claims she is not an angel. But on that day…
When I first met Claire she and I were out of Romana's Villa. I'd never seen a girl like that before, a girl that seemed to glow on her own. She twisted herself around, let go of her umbrella and closed her eyes. I could not let her fall! I ran to her trying to be quiet so I wouldn't get caught. I caught her and held her in my arms taking her feet off the ground. It seemed like I was trying to protect her. I wanted to protect her. I wanted to never put her down just in case something or someone tried to hurt her. I held her cold body close to me and she opened her left eye a little. I stood there speechless. Her pale blue eye looked past me into the skies. Then she asked "Am I dieing?" I held my breath; all of my being didn't want her to die. She felt cold next to my chest. I wanted to hear her velvet voice again and again, so I said "I hope not." She opened both of her eyes. Her pale blue eyes looked for mine. "I am dieing aren't I? ...You're taking me away…. To heaven I hope." I wished with all my might that that would never come true. I didn't want anyone to take her from me.
I had to prove that she would stay with me. I thought of all those TV shows and movies and I pinched her. They always say 'Pinch me.' Whenever they thought they'd died. So I pinched her. But I regretted it. The angel whimpered and buried her head into my chest. I felt a wave of agony come over me. And yet at the same time I was relived. She hadn't died yet, but I hurt her!
I sighed with agony and relief and told her she wasn't dead or dieing because she had felt that. Her head parted itself from my chest and met my eyes. The angel in my arms had a powerful force. Her eyes bore into mine. Telling me stories about her, and asking my eyes about their stories. Her face colored a little and I smiled. She looked so cute!
My angel looked down and stammered. "Ah- C-could you put me down?" She asked. She looked a little uncomfortable. I wanted to shout no, and hold her in my hands forever. But… I wanted to fulfill every wish she had. So I put her on the ground. My heart ached when she left me. But all I said was "Sure thing my angel." Being the angel she was she wasn't used to our human grounds so she stumbled. I steadied her and once again had to let her go. "I-I'm not dead so I'm not an angel!" She protested. "M-my name is Claire." My heart pounded when she said her name. I kneeled ignoring the wet ground and took her hand. I kissed it lightly fearing to much pressure would harm her again. "Knight Skye at your service. And yes you are an angel." I argued with her. She tilted her delicate head to the side I blushed a little more but she didn't seem to notice. "You're an angel because; you fell from heaven to land in my arms." I raised my hand to my head and made a sign the angel should understand: peace. Then I winked at her. She lowered her head a little and I felt dumb again. I brought her chin up to meet my face so I could see her radiating face. "Claire." I stared into her perfect eyes. "Thank you for being my angel." I thanked her. A raindrop fell on her cheek and she blinked. I chuckled at how cute she looked.
That day I walked her home and gave her my jacket. She returned it to me the second time I saw her. It had the faint scent of her. She gave it back a thousand times better. I scanned the valley. Vesta's farm seemed like it was a good place… Ok that would be my target after night fall. I would have turned and left now, but for some reason I looked over to Galen and Nina's. The old couple, I usually left alone, seemed to have something I was looking for in their yard. I could feel it in my body.
There she was! My angel was in their yard breaking lumber. But she wasn't alone. There was a young blonde fellow with her. I couldn't help my eyes from narrowing a little. He was a lucky man. He could see her whenever he wanted… She looked up and smiled at him. I felt a twinge of jealousy course through my body. Then her face changed as she turned away from him. I laughed. She was annoyed! I felt so relived even though I know I shouldn't. I watched them for a while crouched near the walls. I felt bad spying on my angel so after a while I decided to leave. I turned my back and started to head down the mountain.
I heard her cry out in pain. I turned around almost falling off the mountain. Her face was twisted in pain, but she reserved herself before facing the boy again. She sighed a little, her whole body shaking. There were three logs still in front of her. She continued to work. I wanted to run to her. To grab her arms and hold them still so she couldn't work. But I couldn't there were too many people that could see me. She finished the last log, dropping her axe. She stumbled a little. The blonde boy with her was looking at the passing river. She started to fall. I started to walk forward a little, and it took all of my will to stop myself. My eyes must have been playing tricks on me, because I thought she said 'Save me Skye'. When she hit the ground tears welled in my eyes. My gift from heaven was hurt and it was all because I couldn't go down to help her. The boy shouted her name and ran off to who knows where. I watched him for a while as he got a young dark haired man from the farm, then I shifted my eyes to her. She lay on the ground. I almost jumped off the wall when I was leaning in closer. The farmer knelt down and picked her limp body up off the ground. I hated him too.
He was holding my gift from heaven in his arms. They walked all the way to the clinic and I wanted to follow. I hated myself along with those two boys. I couldn't go down to help her and yet… I hated the people that did help… I sighed and turned back to my house not sure how to forget this awful sight. I had to visit her tonight!
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