The secrets between us

I was only thirteen when I watched my mother die. She had been battling a mysterious illness that doctors couldn't pinpoint. They forced her to take chemo, treating it like cancer. And I was there for all of it. My father hadn't been a part of my life in a long time, leaving when I was just a baby. And I wish I could say it was great between my mother and I but I'd be lying. Moher had gotten on to me many times, screaming that I deserved to be place in the loony bin because I came to her each time I saw an angel walking next to a person. She thought it was cute at first, since I first started telling her about them when I was six. Seven years later though, I still told her about them, and about six months ago, she put me on a medication that "helped" the things I saw. I lied though, stating that there were no angels, which seemed to make Mother happy. Throughout this though, she got sicker, and sicker, huge bruises covering her entire body, and the left side of her

This time around, I'm at the pool, only my legs in the water, enjoying the sun rays. Summer is almost close to an end, so I'm trying to enjoy it as much as I can. I close my eyes, the heat nice on my skin, my legs cooled off by the pool's water. I've been at my apartment for about a week and a half now, and though Tammy tries to come over almost every day, I tell her it's time for her to relax, and do some her time. She's been sending videos of herself going for walks, and enjoying the sun, and now when I see her smile, it doesn't look forced , or filled with anxiety. Since I injured myself, the angels fear me. They try to avoid me as much as possible, and their fear goes to the humans they're assigned to. They part from me as if I have a means to hurt them, and even after all the research I've done, I've come up with zero results as to why they would be scared of me. I've tried to accept it, but I'm always reminded of the fact, because I can see them every time I

I was nearly fired. Waking up to the sound of my alarm, I was sure that yesterday was a dream. But as I got up to go to the restroom, I saw the plastic bags of the food that had been ordered, the sink filled with the dishes. So yes, everything that went on yesterday had been very much real. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, brushing the tangles in my hair as I slipped on a plain shirt, and grabbed my laptop. Logging in, I typed my employee I.D., and slid on my headset. The clinic didn't open until eight-thirty, but I still had to be there to handle the calls, and insurance queries. My focus just wasn't there though. It was on Loss, and his stupid remarks and his somewhat pretty eyes. I answered another call, trying not to lose my patience when a thirty something Karen called to complain about a vaccine that we hadn't gotten into the clinic just yet. She wanted to speak to someone, not me, not someone else. As we talked in circles, I could feel the l

Loss seemed unconcerned as he shrugged his shoulders, walking up to me to ensure I was safe and secure. I shook him off, waiting for his answer and he sighed. "Look, I can project my form when I want to be seen or not. You just have the gift to see me all the time and the other angels." he replied, plopping down on my couch. Which reminded me... "What are you here for exactly?" I asked, staring him down. As per usual, Loss looked uninterested, messing with the cushions on my couch instead. I was getting tired of his little games, and the no answering bit. If he kept this up, I was going to smack him. Loss sighed when he realized that I wasn't going to budge from this question no matter what, and he sighed, sitting up. "I'm your Guardian, Josie, yes this is true. But I'm also on a mission to find someone, before the others do first." he replied, face serious, voice somber. The way he said others sent a chill down my spine and I tried to hide it, busying

I had alot of questions I wanted to ask him. Needed to because there was no way I was uprooting my life with no explaination. And I think he saw that look in my eyes, because he gave me the run down on what was going on with everything. There was a war brewing and it all started wiht a missing demoness princess. She had allied with the fallen angels, and even some halflings (the offspring of humans and angels) that were wanting revenge on the angels. "There's something corrupt going on over there in Heaven as well." Loss commented, and he disappeared before reappearing. "I got you some tickets, I think we should move south from here as they're going ot try to stay away from the more south regions." he said, as he began to pack up my items, materializing a suitcase from thin air. "Why are they attacking though?" I asked, feeling my eye twitch a bit. "They got tired of waiting and decided to take matter into their own hands." he replied, and honestly, I got their vi