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have a question. Do you like him?"
I blinked. It was an odd question; of course I liked him, but it seemed that question had a deeper meaning I couldn't quite grasp. "What do you mean 'like him'?" I asked curiously.
"There are two ways you can like someone; as a friend and as something more."
"I still don't quite understand, but he is my friend and I do like him."
She seemed satisfied with the answer, and she once more stepped toward me. There was something in her eyes that made me feel safe to be around her. Kindness radiated from her and though she was my Guardian, I couldn't help but remember how I claimed she was a mother to me, and it made wonder if she ever wished to be one. "Mind if I show you something else you could do?" she asked me. When I nodded, she guided me to the bed where I sat and she came up behind me, pulling at my hair. I stared at the mirror's reflection as she split my hair and wove the strands around each other. Within a few minutes, I had a neat tangle of hair tied together behind my head. "It's a braid," she explained. I liked it. Her energy plummeted and I glanced at her through the mirror. "Uriel, I want to warn you of something," she said. "When you're out in public, please be sure to conceal your wings. We try our best to stay hidden from the human world as much as possible. We avoid it so humans can continue believing what they want to believe without interference. Whatever you do, don't expose who you really are. That is why you must keep your wings hidden. Do you understand?”
"Of course. I would never do anything to risk our secret."
----
Seven thirty rolled by quicker than I thought possible. Nikita had waved me goodbye, reminding me to keep in mind what we had talked about. The movie was two hours long and as I sat in the scratchy seats that wouldn't let me lean back to be comfortable, I couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging... and discomfort. As Jophiel and I walked out, hidden in the mass of people, we chatted loudly about the movie. "So did you like it?" he asked loudly over the many conversations going on at once between the people around us.
"I didn't get a lot of it," I said truthfully. Humans had a weird sense of humor indeed.
"Yeah, humor has changed a lot compared to in the earlier years. To be honest, I prefer the old comedy ways."
"I'll pretend I know what you're talking about."
He laughed loudly and guided me to his car. I didn't know much about cars, but when he talked about it, he said plenty of positive things, which made me feel safer traveling at high speeds while I sat there unmoving. Making our way toward the car, I heard the sound of crying from behind the building of the theater. I stopped short causing Jophiel to collide into me. "Do you hear that, Jophiel?" I asked.
He straightened, listening. "Yeah, it's coming from behind the theater," he replied. He started toward it and I followed, my heart racing. Things didn't feel right... it felt darker as we got closer to the back. There in the dim light sat a child around seven years old, sitting with her face in her hands. Tears had escaped through the cracks of her fingers as she cried and I sensed her loneliness. Stepping forward, I was stopped by Jophiel. I stared at him in disbelief until he pointed behind the girl. A shadow moved and had placed its hands on the girl and the energy around her began moving toward the shadow.
My gut twisted inside me as I realized it was eating away at her energy, and I wanted to help her. Hitting Jophiel with a pleading look, he leaned his head into mine. "I will distract the entity, you get the girl out of there," he said. I was perfectly fine with rescuing her from the darkness and I stepped back as Jophiel extended his energy toward the entity, pushing it over and leaving it dazed. "Go," he said, using his energy to pin it down.
Without hesitating, I wandered over to the girl and squatted in front of her. "Hey," I said quietly. "What are you doing back here? Where
I blinked. It was an odd question; of course I liked him, but it seemed that question had a deeper meaning I couldn't quite grasp. "What do you mean 'like him'?" I asked curiously.
"There are two ways you can like someone; as a friend and as something more."
"I still don't quite understand, but he is my friend and I do like him."
She seemed satisfied with the answer, and she once more stepped toward me. There was something in her eyes that made me feel safe to be around her. Kindness radiated from her and though she was my Guardian, I couldn't help but remember how I claimed she was a mother to me, and it made wonder if she ever wished to be one. "Mind if I show you something else you could do?" she asked me. When I nodded, she guided me to the bed where I sat and she came up behind me, pulling at my hair. I stared at the mirror's reflection as she split my hair and wove the strands around each other. Within a few minutes, I had a neat tangle of hair tied together behind my head. "It's a braid," she explained. I liked it. Her energy plummeted and I glanced at her through the mirror. "Uriel, I want to warn you of something," she said. "When you're out in public, please be sure to conceal your wings. We try our best to stay hidden from the human world as much as possible. We avoid it so humans can continue believing what they want to believe without interference. Whatever you do, don't expose who you really are. That is why you must keep your wings hidden. Do you understand?”
"Of course. I would never do anything to risk our secret."
----
Seven thirty rolled by quicker than I thought possible. Nikita had waved me goodbye, reminding me to keep in mind what we had talked about. The movie was two hours long and as I sat in the scratchy seats that wouldn't let me lean back to be comfortable, I couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging... and discomfort. As Jophiel and I walked out, hidden in the mass of people, we chatted loudly about the movie. "So did you like it?" he asked loudly over the many conversations going on at once between the people around us.
"I didn't get a lot of it," I said truthfully. Humans had a weird sense of humor indeed.
"Yeah, humor has changed a lot compared to in the earlier years. To be honest, I prefer the old comedy ways."
"I'll pretend I know what you're talking about."
He laughed loudly and guided me to his car. I didn't know much about cars, but when he talked about it, he said plenty of positive things, which made me feel safer traveling at high speeds while I sat there unmoving. Making our way toward the car, I heard the sound of crying from behind the building of the theater. I stopped short causing Jophiel to collide into me. "Do you hear that, Jophiel?" I asked.
He straightened, listening. "Yeah, it's coming from behind the theater," he replied. He started toward it and I followed, my heart racing. Things didn't feel right... it felt darker as we got closer to the back. There in the dim light sat a child around seven years old, sitting with her face in her hands. Tears had escaped through the cracks of her fingers as she cried and I sensed her loneliness. Stepping forward, I was stopped by Jophiel. I stared at him in disbelief until he pointed behind the girl. A shadow moved and had placed its hands on the girl and the energy around her began moving toward the shadow.
My gut twisted inside me as I realized it was eating away at her energy, and I wanted to help her. Hitting Jophiel with a pleading look, he leaned his head into mine. "I will distract the entity, you get the girl out of there," he said. I was perfectly fine with rescuing her from the darkness and I stepped back as Jophiel extended his energy toward the entity, pushing it over and leaving it dazed. "Go," he said, using his energy to pin it down.
Without hesitating, I wandered over to the girl and squatted in front of her. "Hey," I said quietly. "What are you doing back here? Where
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