Guilty Rose Chapter 13
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO!
"Arisa, Arisa? Listen closely. Do not let him take over. Do not weaken," Kevin said, his voice strong in my ear. I panted. "Calm yourself."
Save me. Save me. Save me. Save me. Save. Me. Save. Me. Save me.
I bolted up and ran out to the balcony. I leaped off, unfurling my wings as a soft fwump created a gust. Without thinking, I flew in a random direction, just hoping to get away from her soulless eyes. Tears flowed down my cheeks, dripping like an endless stream.
I shot forward faster, swifter than anything in this world. The cold wind stung but I didn't care. I shot through a cloud, feeling it's cold dampness sear into me. I stopped and soared up. The golden sun was a blessing that I had prayed for, yet I never appreciated.
Every single second that passed here, resonated through my body. I was humming with energy. I never felt this happy before. I never felt such beauty. I wish. I wish everything was simple.
I closed my eyes and flew. I saw the golden light from the sun hit the crevices on every cloud, making each one its own glory. Everywhere I flew, gold and lavender surrounded me. I felt warm and cold at the same time, making a subtle sense of harmony.
I don't want to return to reality. I don't want to live a life. I want to bask in the glory of the present. I want to freeze time and live. What I want is love.
Can I obtain it? Can I continue to love if it's a sin?
I don't know. Frankly, I'm too tired of all this angel crap. Forget it, I'm going home.
I flew back home as fast as possible to find no one there. Good. I wasn't in a mood to socialize. I finished the homework assigned today and I promptly fell asleep after a quick shower and dinner.
And so, my nightmares continue to grow on me. Every day, it drinks up my health and energy. Every day, it haunts me. Every day, I grow a little more resentful.
It had been about a week since the lesson of angels and I wasn't feeling any better. I felt horrible. I must've looked horrible since Melanie and Cain kept pestering me to take a day off.
I have had enough. I couldn't stand it. I had gotten so annoyed at their prying, I snapped at them to mind their own business. Kyle had been there and he looked worried and guilty at the same time.
I stopped eating lunch from then on. Another week has passed. Another week of skipping everyday meals. I had lost my appetite.
I had lost myself.