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Chapter Thirty-Six
Chamuel – the archangel of peaceful relationships
My life for the following months had been pure bliss. I was not exactly invisible to the people in school because Hunter was always beside me. And he was definitely not invisible—especially to the girls. I knew they still couldn’t believe that I could score a guy like Hunter. I didn’t care what they thought. As long as they kept their thoughts—especially their limbs—to themselves and leave us the hell alone.
Hunter never missed picking me up in the morning and driving me back from school every night. He was a way better guardian angel than Chaise ever was.
It took a good twenty-four hours for Denise to recover from her shock when Hunter and I showed up in their house, holding hands. We finally explained to her how we first met at CRC when Hunter was still blind and how we fell in love.
“She was the reason why I agreed for a transplant. I love
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I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. Hunter took a step forward and pulled me into his arms. He studied my face for a moment. I was afraid that my cheeks were crimson red, and he could see right through me. “Angel…” he whispered. “Are you okay?” I nodded. He titled my chin up so I could look at him. “Hey, this is me. You can tell me anything.” “I know,” I sighed. I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. “I’m okay.” I gently pulled away from him and then walked towards the bathroom. “Angel,” he called out and I turned back to him. “If it bothers you, I can sleep in the next room.” I shook my head. “No. It’s fine.” He walked towards me, giving me a reassuring smile. He wrapped his arms around my waist, looked into my eyes and said, “I don’t want you to feel any pressure, angel. I didn’t bring you here so I could seduce you.” My heart stopped beating altogether. “I just want us to have some alone
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Archangel Michael – the angel of protection and strength. “Please stop!” I screamed. I felt the trickle of liquid along the side of my face. Once I got over the shock, I felt the unbearable pain as it ripped through my skin, forever damaging it. “You son of a bitch! Stop! Oh God, let her go!” I heard my mother scream. “Let her go! Please, I beg you! Stop it!” “No! She’s a spawn of the Devil! Can you not see it?” he asked in a hoarse voice. “Maybe you can’t! Her beautiful, angelic face conceals all the darkness within her! I will show you! Once her beauty is gone… you will see her for what she really is!” He pulled my hair so I could face him. I willed myself to be brave as I stared at the man who once meant the whole world to me. He was staring back at me with bloodshot eyes rimmed with dark circles. They were blazing with anger, like he truly believed I was a demon he needed to kill. He lifted the glass bottle over my
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Suriel – angel of healing, whose name means “God’s command.” “Come on, wake up, sleepyhead!” I heard my aunt’s voice as she snatched the headphones away from my head. I struggled to open my eyes. I looked at my wristwatch. It was one in the afternoon. I slept in again and I knew Meredith hated that. But sometimes, I couldn’t help it. It was hard for me to sleep at nights. In the dark, the nightmares got worse. I couldn’t sleep with the lights out now. But even with the lights on, I still found myself waking up in the middle of the night, screaming as the memories of the pain I had experienced during that night come back to me, making me retreat, and curl up in fear and misery. Meredith stared at the dark circles under my eyes and smiled apologetically. “I told you… some counseling can help you, sweetheart. Really. I can afford a few sessions.” I shook my head. Meredith is my mother’s younger sister. She just graduated from coll
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Af – the angel of light. The next day, Meredith dropped me off at CRC. She didn’t say anything, maybe for fear of jinxing my decision to go out of the house, but I know that she was over the moon that I wanted to come back to the center. “I have a meeting in the town center,” she called as I got out of the car. “I’ll pick you up in the afternoon. Keep your cellphone open.” I nodded and headed towards the grounds. Meredith waved at the guard standing on the gate, who immediately let me in. I walked to the side of the building, towards the path of trees that led to the woods. Last night, I thought about the words that Hunter said to me. I felt like with the limited words he said, in the short span of time that I spent with him… he really reached out to my soul. He spoke the words I couldn’t say to Meredith… the words I could not even admit to myself. I hated to acknowledge it, but Meredith was right. I needed to talk to s
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Kakabel – the angel of stars and constellations When I went to the center the next day, I found Hunter in the garden again. From afar, I thought he looked anxious. He was pacing back and forth in front of the bench and I couldn’t help smiling, thinking that I was doing that to him… I was making him nervous. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a dark blue knitted sweater. His hair was disheveled as always. And I couldn’t help thinking… if he wasn’t blind, would he ask me out at all? Girls in my school would kill for a guy like this. I walked as slowly and as quietly as I could. He stopped pacing when I was a few meters away from him. He turned towards my direction and said, “I was afraid you weren’t coming.” “I… took my time getting ready,” I said. I meant that. I was wearing a pair of skinny tight jeans, a yellow off-shoulder blouse, brown boots and a white beret on my head and I spent hours curling the ends of my long hair.
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Miniel – the angel of love.I kept coming back to the center every day for more than a month. It seemed that since my meteor shower date with Hunter, I had a permanent smile on my face. I felt lighter inside. I also found it easier to sleep at night. My nightmares were somehow replaced with dreams of the magnificent boy I met at the most unlikely place.Every day, Hunter would wait for me at the front steps and we’d go to our garden together. He would always have his guitar case slung on his back. I would always play the song, ‘Angel’ for him. It was like we had our own world, and no one could touch us… hurt us or haunt us here in our garden.Hunter was devilishly handsome… and heavenly sweet. He would give me flowers almost every day. He would serenade me with his beautiful voice. He would kiss my scars every day before I went home and he would tell me that he would chase my nightmar
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Marmaroth – the angel who can thwart fate.I would be joking if I said that the months of my life had been perfect. That everything was peachy, filled with smile and laughter, with an abundance of blessings and love. Sure, the nightmares didn’t come often since the day I met Hunter. But I lived each day in pain… a different kind of pain from what my mother and stepfather had left me.Another first. My first heartbreak.Surviving was a struggle for me. It was hell for Meredith too. She was the one who had to live with me while I tried to deal with a broken heart. And she had to be the one to take care of the bills with the small pay she received from the small-time jobs she got over the next year.The day Hunter left, I listened to his voice message over and over. Just memorizing the sound of his voice. As I lay down in bed at nights, I imagined him lying down beside me, saying those words to me.I wanted to
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The girls laughed. Then they smiled at me innocently.“Oh, that’s better!” He went close to me and whispered in my ear. “Now, you’re more tempting than the burger. What do you say, we meet up after your shift? I could eat you all night.”Now, that was below the belt! I was so appalled that I slapped him on the face. The girls stopped laughing.“Alice!” my manager called me. “What are you doing?”“He… harassed me!” I replied, trying to defend myself.“No, miss! She said a nasty remark to us and was rude in serving our table.” Chelsea told my manager.What the hell?“I did not!” I said angrily. “I was nice to you and you poured ketchup all over me.” Then I pointed at Don. “And he harassed me!”But my manager was already staring at me with a raised brow, shaking her head.
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