I jump down from the ledge, putting my blades away. Turning around, I see a wisp of her essence, and I feel a sharp pang in my heart. "Oh, hey, Sharon... You know..." I break off and wince at the pain, trying to brush it away. "You know, you don't have to be here all day, every day, right?"
I hear her tinkled giggle and another sharp pang goes through my heart. "Of course I do silly, I hold guard for you. Tonight and every night..." She trails off and I see a flash in her eyes.
She hurts too... I close my eyes and I remember our last dance together, our last night together. I open my eyes, getting distant as I push the pain away, "No, you don't have to, in fact, I would prefer you didn't." I walk through her, another reminder that we could never be together again, but not before I saw the hurt in her eyes.
I open the door and remove my blades from my back, setting them down on my bed and I sense her behind me. I turn around and she's inches from my face, looking into my eyes, as if searching for something. "Tell me you still feel it, tell me my Jay is still there..." Her hand lifts and passes through my cheek, I felt a spark, jumpstarting my heart.
I glare at her, trying to push away the feelings that were rising up. "I can't... I can't live like this, Shar, I need to move on." I look at the mirror and I see her face harden. "I'm sorry if that's not what you wanted to h-"
"No, no, that's fine, I understand completely..." She disappears.
I wait until I can't feel her presence anymore, and then I punch my mirror and growl. "Everyday, the same thing. Everyday, the same feelings. Everyday..." I lie down on my bed, and let the heat roll down my face.
I live in a world of angels. I live in a world of darkness. I live to keep the darkness at bay, to keep the citizens of this world safe. I'm one of the Angel Guard, and when one of the Angel Guard dies, they become a wisp of their soul. An Angel Guardian, to protect those in the Angel Guard. Like Sharon.
I open my eyes and get out of bed, changing into clean gear and placing my blades on my back. I brush my teeth, splashing water on my face, rubbing the lingering sleep out of my eyes. I look into the mirror and see the growing bags under my eyes, "It's just getting worse..." I shake my head, turning around.
Sharon is there staring at me. "You should sleep more maybe." No emotion there, I hurt her bad yesterday. "Or maybe you shouldn't feel so guilty, that would help you sleep more." I heard a little more hurt there.
I go to wrap my arms around her, but I just went through her body instead. "Maybe I should, but maybe I can't." I step back out of her form. "I... I'm sorry, Shar, I-I wish I could change what happened, bu-"
She shakes her head, "No, everything happens for a reason. That reason was so I could protect you in my afterlife and I don't regret anything." The look deep in her eyes suggests more than just protecting me.
I felt another pang go through my heart. |
