Chapter 9: Hush hush Angel

I sat in wonder at who would be jiggling the door, was Patch coming back, was my mom home early, was Vee coming to scold me? I set down my phone on the counter and grabbed out a steak knife from the drawer just to be safe. I walked to the peep hole and stood on my tip toes to look through. Before I could get my eye into the small glass hole, the door rammed into my face sending me flying against a wall. I looked up wildly at who stepped through,

"I thought you were gone. I thought your dead or barely alive."

"Oh honey, it's not that easy to get rid of me. I may not have my wings but I still exist."

Dabria stood in front of me baring a knife in her hand. Where was Patch when I needed him? Dabria seemed to sense my thoughts,

"You can't possibly think he's always going to be by your side trying to protect you? Patch has other stuff to do. Maybe once he realizes how needy you scummy humans are he'll come back to me. Maybe I won't even need to kill you. Maybe Patch will crush your heart and I can watch you suffer like I did, but where's the fun in that? I need some action. I've been so bored lately."

She teased poking her finger lightly on the tip of a knife blade she had pulled from her pocket. Patch would never break up with me… would he? I pushed the thought from my head. I needed to focus on what was in front of me, another death that this time won't be denied. This time, there was no saving me from death. I got up from the wall and glanced at it, a small dent was there in the wall from my body. I stepped forward up to Dabira and curled my hand tight around the knife that my knucles turned white. Dabria lunged at me, and I ducked down crawling underneath her. I sprang up on the other side facing the wall. I turned around and she stood in front of me. I threw my knife in different directions trying to hit her. She kicked me in the gut sending me flying back into the kitchen cabinets. Soon, she was out of my view. I heard a cackle and looked up at the stair case where she stood on the banister. She jumped down in front of my, then I received a sharp pain. I looked down at my stomach and the handle of a knife shown. It was over, everything. My life was over, my relationship with Patch was over, and my days with Vee were over. I replayed Patches words in my head, "Scared Angel?" This time I really was scared, scared because I didn't know what happened next, scared because I didn't know if I would see Patch again. My eyes began to grow foggy and I fell to the floor.

I slowly lifted up my eyes and looked around. I was in a gray room and lay underneath silky sheets. This room is familiar, it's Patch's room. As soon as I came to the realization my boyfriend walked in, his hair was messy and he had sweats and a tight shirt on. He smiled at me and I scooted over in the bed for him to lie down. He scooted in underneath the covers and cradled me in his arms.

"Patch, Dabria isn't dead she attacked me! She-she stabbed me with a knife! I almost died. What happened after she stabbed me I don't remember?" I asked him as I began to cry.

"Hush, hush Angel." He whispered into my hair.

The tears streamed down my cheek making them sticking and I turned into his chest still crying.

"After Dabria stabbed you she ran, I happened to see her car at a stoplight on my way home coming from your direction and I thought it was odd. I sped to your house as fast as I could and found you lying on the floor with s knife in your stomach. You weren't dead, the knife was barely stuck in you. I brought you back here and called over a friend who is a surgeon. He stitched you up and then I put you to bed." He said

I looked up at him and he wiped away a tear from my cheek with his thumb then kissed my forehead.

"You won't ever have to worry about dying as long as you have me. I'm your guardian angel." He said and then kissed my cheek.

"I know." I murmured lightly staring at him.

"Go back to sleep and when you wake up I can take you back home. Though, you'll be staying in bed."

"Can I stay here, I'm afraid of going home by myself. My mom won't be back for another week."

"Of course, my bed and house is an open invitation." He winked then kissed my lips. I curled up into him and he held me close as I slowly drifted off into a deep sleep.

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