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?...

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13. Nahla

I awake, suddenly. In the night I see the moonlight through the window, my covers and a body leaning in. Light as air, feathers on he breeze. "What the?..." warm lips release from mine. Dark hair, blue eyes...no. I scramble back. But, in a flash he's gone. Still drowsy, I rub at my eyes and stare out at the silver clouds. Panting, adrenaline pulsing through me, I run to the window. I can see his silhouette, on a cherry blossom bow.

Wings folded in, head drooping, I don't see him as threat any more. Silent. A white figure against the starry skyline. I want to reach out, touch him, comfort his tense body. He's shaking. All I can do to help, to at least do something good for him.

Tentatively, I begin to make my way across. I open the window onto a cool atmosphere. The whole universe twirling above us, I venture out. Along the branch to where he's sitting. But, still keeping my distance for now.

"Are.. are you OK?" He looks up, surprised I've come out his far.

"I'll manage, anyway by would you care?" I frown.

"What d'you mean?" Tilting my head to one side, I ask.

"I mean, that you think I'm strange, a freak, and all I'm trying to do is do my job and stay away from you and Marshall thinks I'm not good enough. All these fucking stupid rules that I have to follow and mind! I'm tired of trying, of following you around like a bloody stalker!"

He drags his hand across his face, drying the starry tears. "Why do I have to do this? Why couldn't I have just have stayed how I was?" He looks my way. I bite my lip. "Who are you, anyway?" He laughs but doesn't smile.

"That's for me to know and you to find out. Well, according to law it is." Intently, I stare him down. "What about yesterday? The woods..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it, I'm sorry I did it. It was an impulse, I guess. But I can't. Its the law." He turns and looks deep, deep into me."you have to know this, I like you. I really do, Nahla. But, I can't."

I shiver when he says my name. "How do you even know my name?" Laughing nervously, he looks back at me. "Well, let's just say, that I know you particularly well as an angel."

"What like a guardian angel?" Eyes turning up to find mine, they connect.

"Exactly."

He edges closer, but I shrink away. "How do I know you're telling the truth?" Shrugging, he grins. "Guess you'll just have to trust me."

"But..."

"Its Roux, just Roux."

From then on, it goes a bit hazy. He reaches out and kisses me and I remember whirling stars over head and drifting cherry blossom. Then, before I know it, I wake to find my bed as it was. No stars, no cherry blossom, no Roux. My heart sinks. Why? Why does it all ways have to be a dream?

Scrambling out of bed, I look frantically around. Searching, for any signs that it was real. Like In all the movies, the character awakes at the end and they all ways find something that proves it all happened. But, sadly this isn't the movies. Deflated, I sit back down on my bed. Gone. My alarm goes off and I jump. I have to go.

I chuck on my uniform and wrap my blazer around me, tying my hair up into a rough knot with all the ends sticking out. Spilling jam down myself in he kitchen, I grab some toast and munch it as I haul up my bag and dash out into the lashing rain. Grey clouds rumble at me in anger, as I tuck my hair into the hood of my mack and race off on my bike.

Morning traffic is heavy. Swerving cars and buses, I dodge any danger and skid to a halt outside of school. My hood flies back in the rain and tangles of ratty hair fall out of the untidy knot. But, there in the grey climate, my hair dangles across my face and attached to it is a soft, white feather.

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