Heaven Sent

Blue eyes, dark hair over one eye, pale skin...
Who is the mysterious boy that saved Nahla on the night of the fight?
Why is he here? For her sake? Well, Roux is no ordinary guy... Doing what he does is difficult. Not to break the law, bend the rules, to be with her... but, they can get away with it. Can't they?...


5. Nahla

He's standing there, staring at me. Deep, deep into me. Into my soul. He knows me. Do I know him? I have seen him somewhere before, but where? His dark fringe over his eye, blood dripping from his nose. He is giving off an electrical vibe that washes over me. A wave of gold. It is just us, alone in a field of waving corn.

Reaching for my hand, he takes it and tucks a blonde strand behind my ear.

He is leaning forward, to kiss me? Suddenly, a golden light burst from him along with a pair of... what are they? Protruding from his back. Folds of snow-white feathers. I run my hands along them, softly then...

"Nahla, Nahla! Get up you're late for school." I sit up like there's a board along my back. What a strange dream I had. What happened yesterday that was so strange?

Then, I remember. Darren, that girl, the punch up, the guy (the boy in my dream), saving me. How he disappeared like that.

Strange, mysterious. But, at the same time, cute, sweet and so brave. No. I'm not going to think about him. I can't, I'll probably never see him again.

"Nahla?" Rolling my eyes, I get up.

I have a breakfast of toast and peanut-butter , orange juice then I'm off. "Bye, Mum!"

"Bye, Sweetie! Don't forget to hand in your history homework!"

"Won't!" I slam out of the house, mounting my bike and setting off down the road in a flurry of spinning wheels, pleated school skirt, tie and bag.

Not thinking about him. Not one bit! But, it's hard. He keeps blowing in and out of my mind with the wind as it rushes through my hair. I still can't get over his bravery, how he could have stood up to Darren like that. Impressive.

Rolling my bike into an empty space, I go up to class.

When I get to English, everyone is queuing outside. "Nahla!" Adele rushes up to me. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine!"

Shrugging her off. And, there he is, once again. With her. He spots me, giving off a dark, surly look in my direction.

Grimacing back, I turn around.

"...then, she was on the floor, blood spurting everywhere! And, the slut never came near me again all night. I mean of course she wanted me back, just too scared to show again. I doubt Nahla will get over me in a hurry..."

"Excuse me!?" I put my hands on my hips, indignantly.

"That is not what happened."

"Is to! You're just too scared to admit he beat you." His girlfriend witters, her hand on his arm. I scoff.

"Yeah, right! I knocked you over and held you down, yes you, Darren! No one else and made you apologise." He tries to say something in defence.

"No, no! You don't try to deny it, because it really did happen." I look over at his girl, with her puckering lips and non existent skirt. " You, get a skirt... and you lot..." I turn to all his mates. "...Get a life, and you..." I look Darren in the eye. "Just, piss off!"

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