I Know You're There: Abducted Angels

*Sequel to I Know You're There, read that first*. Reuben and Tori have ran away. They've got a place to stay, and their fake ID's are working. The only thing is, Tori's 'abduction' story is currently the biggest segment of the news. Yep, Reuben is the World's most wanted. Nobody knows it's Reuben, though. Not only are the police after them, but there's a sick band of people, who want Angels. Not for good reasons, some for dissection, some for information. They're both after Reuben. But of course, there's more problems then that. Ex's, (new) family and money. But they're together, and that's all that matters... right?

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21. 'Scared that I'll lose someone.'

He just had to go ahead and say that, didn't he? That he would keep me alive, and basically sacrifice his own life. Why can't we all survive? Too much to ask? Ugh, it's really stressful. Welcome to the lives of Reuben Dane and Tori Hills, soon to be cut short, at that rate. Everyday, there seemed to be some sort of issue. Just one day, that's all I wanted. One day, to spend back with the normal Reuben, with absolutely no worries. That's the equivalent of asking for the world, though.

In the end, Reuben did leave, because my Dad kind of told him to. Not in a mean way, just in a way that when my Mum woke up, she'd pass out again, if she saw him. I didn't know where he went, I just assumed he'd go back to the creepy house next door. Damien explained everything to my Dad, as I stood there, kind of. I just stood on one leg, leaning on the armchair, so I didn't fall over. It was pretty weird.

Daniel kept apologising to me, but I refused to listen. What was done, was done. I didn't want to see him any longer, so Ollie got rid of him. So, it was just my family, and Damien. I guessed I'd kind of forgiven Reuben, I trusted him. It was clear that he'd never hurt me, nor anyone I loved. I didn't know, sure he's a Demon, but there's some good in him. As long as the real Reuben was still in there, I was pretty sure we could revive him.

"You okay?" Damien asked, rubbing my back comfortingly.

"Yeah, I suppose so," I said, forcing a weak smile.

My Dad handed us both mugs of tea, and another one to my awoken Mum. She thought that seeing Reuben was her imagination, and we were going to keep it that way. My Dad was coping, but he was sort of in denial. He probably wouldn't get much sleep, with that much pressure on his shoulders. They were just relieved to see me. We told my Mum that I ran away, with no influence of Reuben, and met Damien. Apparently, I'd been staying with him, and he didn't know a thing, about me running away. 

"You know, Reuben's right," Damien said, looking down at me, from his tall 6 foot stance.

"About what?" I nonchalantly replied.

"That you lie about how you feel, a lot. And that you can't lie," a small smile appeared on his lips, as he sipped at his tea.

Laughing slightly, I elbowed his ribs, and he joined in with the laughter.

"Nah, I'm not okay, but I don't want to worry you," I sobered, and a little bit of confidence crept into my tone.

"I'm your Guardian Angel, you're supposed to worry me, that's why I'm here," he whispered, so my Mum didn't catch it.

"What do I say to that?" I laughed again, smiling at his cuteness.

"You tell me you're upset, worried, or whatever, and I sort it out," he shrugged his shoulders, staring into his mug.

"I'm not upset," I simply replied, holding the warm mug close to my face, against November weather. Or is it December? Did I miss Reuben's birthday?

"Then what are you?" he asked, meeting my eye contact - yup, still bright, blue eyes.

"Uh..." I looked away, trying to find the right emotion, and met his gaze again, "Scared."

He frowned, confused over why I'd be scared. There was no one left to find us, we were safely back home. No one would get to me, with my family, Damien, Reuben, and who knows who else, protecting me. My life was gradually calming down, but I was petrified out of my mind.

"What are you scared of?" he held the strong eye contact, his eyes igniting with the same spark as Reuben, just not as bright.

My voice became frighteningly low, "Scared that I'll lose someone," I bit my bottom lip.

"Oh..." he mumbled, not really having a way of guaranteeing me, that everyone would be safe.

I nodded once, and sighed. Honestly, though, there was no way to promise me that there won't be any deaths. There wasn't a way to pledge that Reuben wouldn't disappear again. There's never a way to give me his word on anything anymore.

"I can promise you one person," he said.

With hopeful eyes, I once again, met his soft gaze. Before he completed the sentence, he finished off his drink. He quickly ran his fingers through his dirty blond hair, looked away, and looked back. There was an uncertainty in his eyes, but I knew he'd try his best with who's ever life he was guaranteeing.

"You'll have me."

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