Broken (Broken Wings) by Sandra Love

smiles wide and winks in the most wicked way. “I will see you soon,” She finishes before she disappears in a cloud of black smoke.
    .               Immediately after she leaves, Cordelia comes to and starts to look around with a terrified expression on her face. I grab her and wrap her in my arms in comfort.
                  “Are you okay?” While my arms are wrapped around her, I want nothing more than to connect my lips with hers, but I hold back, because it’s not appropriate.
                  “Yes. Oh!” She exclaims. “Wait, the woman… where is she?”
                  “She left. Do you know what happened to you?”
                  “Am I going insane? What was that force field?” She places her head in her hands. “I’m such a freak.”
                  “Hey now, calm down. I’m here.” I hold her closer; I don’t want to let her go. She smells wonderful, like passion fruit. Her hair shines against her very fair skin.
                  “Is it true?” She questions. “Am I a witch?” She doesn’t give me a chance to answer, but continues to ask questions. “If so, am I a dark witch? Why does my mother want me dead?” She starts to ramble, but I remain quiet and listen, knowing she needs to think everything over in her mind.
                  Wait. “So you know the truth about yourself?” She shakes her head and starts to cry into my chest. “Listen Cordelia, what I just saw tells me that you have a white witch’s power. Your force field was light. What I can tell from that is that you have the power to protect yourself from evil powers. Amelia has the power to throw fire balls. And trust me; I’ve heard they kill with one throw.” She lifts her face and looks into my eyes with a little hope glimmering in the misty orbs.
                  “So, I’m not an evil witch that wants to kill the world. Does that mean I have no angel powers, or wings?”
                  I look at her in shock. “You know about your father being an angel?”
                  “Yes, and I am freaking out right now.”
                  “Come here, Sweetheart.” I squeeze her tighter and whisper in her ear. “You know I am here to protect you, right?” She nods. “I will never let anyone hurt you or take you away from me.” I move her over to a tree stump and we both sit down next to each other.
                  “Cameron, I spoke to Kaleigh today. Is it true you are cursed and will never fall in love?”
                  I sigh. “Yes, I am cursed. But I do have a heart, and I could fall in love if it was special enough to break through that curse.”
                  “I’m sorry your parents died because of me,” she shocks me by saying.
                  I cut her off and look down into her eyes. “Wait, what are you talking about?”
                  Her cheeks start to turn red. “I’m sorry. I swore I was to never to talk about that. Look, I really need to go. I was kicked out of my house. I really need to start walking out of town to find a place to stay.”
                  “Come with me; stay at the cabin. You will be safe there.” I reach out my hand, and she takes it. We grab her things and start for the cottage. I wonder what the hell she is talking about. She is the reason my parents are dead? I need to speak with my dear sister.
                  We reach my place, and she turns to me. Why does she look so sad all the time? I am conflicted now. What if she is the reason my parents are dead? Could I help her, or do I leave her to die?
                  “I don’t have to stay here, Cameron. You will soon hate me when the truth is revealed, just like everyone else. “
                  “Don’t be silly; please come in.” When we open the door,