gulping down chunks of water. Nate’s arms
are flailing around trying to grab onto something to defend
himself, no to avail. “Sera!” he sputters out before Gabe shoves
his head back down into the water. This time I know he’s not going
to let him back up for air. He will kill him. There is no time, no
thinking, Nate needs me. I extend my arms out like a bird’s wings,
somewhere inside me I feel like I can fly. I dive off the cliff to
help Nate. I open my eyes to see, it’s working! I have wings, big
white glorious wings and… I’m flying! I think excitedly as my eyes
lock on Gabe’s dark ones only instead of the fear I expect to see,
he laughs at me. A strange, haunting laugh like he wanted this to
happen.
I land on the ground hard before my eyes fly
open. Nate is on top of me screaming words my mind can ’ t quite make out yet. I glance around in shock,
I ’ m outside in the grass by the cliff.
Stars are sparkling above me and in a stupor of confusion my mind
is trying to make out what Nate is yelling.
“Sera! What were you doing? Tell me what was
that?” his hands are shaking in anger.
“What?” I don’ t
seem to understand, “What happened?” I ask shaking my head as I
begin to sit up.
“What do you mean? You were about to jump
off the cliff!” he yells putting his hands on his head and paces
back and forth in front of me.
“But, I was dreaming…” I try putting my
thoughts together.
“Sera, I heard you walking past my office so
I followed you out here and you were about to jump ! I dived
at you at the last minute and caught you just in time!” He states
angrily waiting for an explanation.
I ’ m so confused.
“I was dreaming you were in the river and I needed to save you, I
was flying down to save you…it was a dream , at least I
thought it was…” I rub my forehead.
Processing what I had just said with his
silent angry face he finally softens and states, “Let’s get you
back to bed,” before picking me up and carrying me back inside the
house. By the time he ’ s climbing the
stairs, I find myself nodding back off to sleep in his arms. I can
feel him tucking me in and his footsteps trace back to the door.
Suddenly I ’ m wide-awake, frightened that
I could sleep walk again.
“ Wait, Nate! ” I
softly yell.
“Yes?” he responds over his shoulder pausing
in the doorway.
“Please don ’t
leave . I ’ m scared to go to sleep.”
I admit quietly. He doesn’t have to respond I know he will stay. He probably wanted to anyway knowing his
overprotective self. He walks back to the other side of the room,
grabs the green chair from the corner, and pulls it up beside my
bed. Leaning back he puts his feet up on the edge of the bed, I
can ’ t tell if he ’ s sleeping or not but I feel better knowing that
he ’ s there.
I roll over facing away from him as I try to
close my eyes. Instead of drifting to sleep again, I find my mind
wandering to how I could have walked all that way unconscious, what
would have happened if I had jumped? How could this happen? Is this
another gift? Or is it a curse? Unable to sleep, I roll back to
face Nate. The moon is shining in through my window falling on
Nate’s face. His eyes are closed and he looks so peaceful, but I
know he’s not going to get any sleep tonight. I find myself
wondering what I would do without him. Finally, unconsciousness
finds me as I’m falling asleep wondering how I won the Angel
lottery.
Chapter 8: Lions, Tigers & Bears…Oh
My
“Sera!” I hear vaguely whispered against my
lips as I continue to kiss Nate. “SERA!”
I blink, the urgency in his voice woke me
out of my trance. My eyes widen and I gasp when I see what I’ve
woken up to. I’m straddling Nate on the green chair beside my bed,
my clothes are covered in soot, and in my hand is the poker from
the fireplace ready to strike Nate in the neck. I jump off him and
stare at the metal poker in my hand before I drop it like it
are flailing around trying to grab onto something to defend
himself, no to avail. “Sera!” he sputters out before Gabe shoves
his head back down into the water. This time I know he’s not going
to let him back up for air. He will kill him. There is no time, no
thinking, Nate needs me. I extend my arms out like a bird’s wings,
somewhere inside me I feel like I can fly. I dive off the cliff to
help Nate. I open my eyes to see, it’s working! I have wings, big
white glorious wings and… I’m flying! I think excitedly as my eyes
lock on Gabe’s dark ones only instead of the fear I expect to see,
he laughs at me. A strange, haunting laugh like he wanted this to
happen.
I land on the ground hard before my eyes fly
open. Nate is on top of me screaming words my mind can ’ t quite make out yet. I glance around in shock,
I ’ m outside in the grass by the cliff.
Stars are sparkling above me and in a stupor of confusion my mind
is trying to make out what Nate is yelling.
“Sera! What were you doing? Tell me what was
that?” his hands are shaking in anger.
“What?” I don’ t
seem to understand, “What happened?” I ask shaking my head as I
begin to sit up.
“What do you mean? You were about to jump
off the cliff!” he yells putting his hands on his head and paces
back and forth in front of me.
“But, I was dreaming…” I try putting my
thoughts together.
“Sera, I heard you walking past my office so
I followed you out here and you were about to jump ! I dived
at you at the last minute and caught you just in time!” He states
angrily waiting for an explanation.
I ’ m so confused.
“I was dreaming you were in the river and I needed to save you, I
was flying down to save you…it was a dream , at least I
thought it was…” I rub my forehead.
Processing what I had just said with his
silent angry face he finally softens and states, “Let’s get you
back to bed,” before picking me up and carrying me back inside the
house. By the time he ’ s climbing the
stairs, I find myself nodding back off to sleep in his arms. I can
feel him tucking me in and his footsteps trace back to the door.
Suddenly I ’ m wide-awake, frightened that
I could sleep walk again.
“ Wait, Nate! ” I
softly yell.
“Yes?” he responds over his shoulder pausing
in the doorway.
“Please don ’t
leave . I ’ m scared to go to sleep.”
I admit quietly. He doesn’t have to respond I know he will stay. He probably wanted to anyway knowing his
overprotective self. He walks back to the other side of the room,
grabs the green chair from the corner, and pulls it up beside my
bed. Leaning back he puts his feet up on the edge of the bed, I
can ’ t tell if he ’ s sleeping or not but I feel better knowing that
he ’ s there.
I roll over facing away from him as I try to
close my eyes. Instead of drifting to sleep again, I find my mind
wandering to how I could have walked all that way unconscious, what
would have happened if I had jumped? How could this happen? Is this
another gift? Or is it a curse? Unable to sleep, I roll back to
face Nate. The moon is shining in through my window falling on
Nate’s face. His eyes are closed and he looks so peaceful, but I
know he’s not going to get any sleep tonight. I find myself
wondering what I would do without him. Finally, unconsciousness
finds me as I’m falling asleep wondering how I won the Angel
lottery.
Chapter 8: Lions, Tigers & Bears…Oh
My
“Sera!” I hear vaguely whispered against my
lips as I continue to kiss Nate. “SERA!”
I blink, the urgency in his voice woke me
out of my trance. My eyes widen and I gasp when I see what I’ve
woken up to. I’m straddling Nate on the green chair beside my bed,
my clothes are covered in soot, and in my hand is the poker from
the fireplace ready to strike Nate in the neck. I jump off him and
stare at the metal poker in my hand before I drop it like it
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