My Angel

Lana Jane Parks is a 16 year old girl who moves from England to a small town in New York. She already is different with her accent, but in so many other ways as well.

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9. Promise

I wake up in a too white room with too many lights. Mum's sitting in a chair with her head in her hands. I think she's crying, but is trying to keep quiet. Crimson is in the chair next to hers, asleep.

I close my eyes and hope they don't notice my awakening.

There's a heart rate thing on me. I'm hooked up to an IV. I think there's a breathing tube too. Everything hurts. I think my body is burned. I wonder how my chances of recovery look.

Mum gets up and I feel her standing over me. "I'm going to get a snack." Her voice is stone. I think she's trying to block out any emotions she feels.

I open my eyes after a minute. Crimson is looking at me, but is quick to turn away.

"Do I look that bad?" I ask her. I take it as a yes when there is no reply. "I'm sorry."

She just stares at me, blinking away tears. "I love you."

"I love you too, my angel."

She fixes my hair softly, careful not to touch my tender skin. "They say you won't make it." She kisses my forehead. I wince from the slight pressure.

"What do you think?" I look at her and she's crying more. She doesn't believe I'll make it.

"I won't leave you." She pulls her chair up to my side. "I'll stay here until I absolutely can't."

I can't do this. I can't stand seeing her in pain. I exhale deeply, scared to leave her alone.

"You kept your promise. Thank you." Now I'm crying. The tears burn my face.

She carefully takes my hand in hers. "This one will be kept as long as both of us breathe."

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