Me, an angel? Yeah right!

'I’m surrounded by white fluffy clouds, and I have wings! That’s right I’m a freaking angel.'
Jade is dead, she doesn't know how, she doesn't know why. All she does know is that she's an angel. With no memory of her life and just the mysterious Kye to guide her, she must discover what happened to her, whilst trying to be a good angel of course.


7. Sister


Jade’s P.O.V

I noticed him looking at me in the mirror, observing the changes I made. For some reason I liked him looking at me, which was a bit strange, I mean it’s not as if I ‘like’ him or anything… right? I slowly turned to face him, “I’m done…” He smiled at me but there seemed to be pain in his eyes. “What’s wrong?” I whispered. He dropped his gaze, unable to meet my eyes. He shook his head “I’m not supposed to tell you… It’s just, well we’re going to Earth which means your memories are going to come back… I know how difficult and painful it is. It can ruin people.” His face contorted with emotion. “If they can’t handle it they get recycled… It almost ruined me” No! No, no, no. Kye couldn’t have almost been recycled, he was so cheerful and enthusiastic, how could a few memories almost have ruined him. There was more to him then that was on the surface. No wonder he was shown as calm and mysterious. Instantly my blood ran cold, there must have been something really bad in his past… what if there was something like that in mine.

Kye’s P.O.V

The memories flickered through my head as I told her that I had almost been recycled. I hadn’t wanted to accept my past, and that’s one thing you need to do in order to move on and earn your wings. I didn’t want to see the memories, who would? Who would want to see themselves getting abused every day, with no one doing anything. Who could live through the pain of watching yourself get tortured whilst not being able to do anything. Feeling everything again, reliving everything. I don’t want her to go through the same pain I did, I just hope she doesn’t have such a horrific life as I did. But she has at least one bad memory to watch… her death.

Jade’s P.O.V.

His eyes were clouded, like he was seeing something that wasn’t there. “Kye? Kye? Are you okay?” He shook his head, as if he was trying to clear his mind. He gave me a small smile, and pulled me into a hug. I leant against him, trying to comfort him, but it was hard when I didn’t know what was wrong. “Don’t worry he mumbled into my hair, “that won’t happen to you.”

I pulled away gently,  and poked him in the ribs “don’t be getting all soppy on me now,” I said trying to distract him. It worked
He grinned at me, happy again. “Okay, first of all before we can go to earth, you need to recover a memory, something you can focus on, otherwise when we transport down there we’ll go somewhere completely random. It’s difficult to find the first memory but it’s possible, try and think, remember…” I closed my eyes, searching the empty crevasses of my mind, for anything, a thought, a memory. But wait! A face popped into my head; bright red hair like mine but not as curly, framed a round cherubic face. A girl, she had huge brown eyes and a gap toothed smile. She was nine maybe…? Yes! She is nine! My sister…

“My god! I remember… my sister.” How could I have forgotten her?

Kye’s P.O.V.

Her face showed a look of pure amazement, but it was joyful. I know what it’s like remembering a sibling, I was the same with my brother. “That’s really good Jade,” I breathed, trying not to break the memory. “Now try and remember her name…” Her brow furrowed in concentration, her eyes still squeezed shut. Then they snapped open, “She’s called Mara.”


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