Angel Star by Murgia Jennifer

Author:Murgia, Jennifer [Murgia, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Lands Atlantic Publishing, LLC
Published: 2010-05-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Feeling a presence, I turned to find my angel standing silently in the corner near my dresser. He had a strange look on his face, as if he was seeing me for the first time.

“What is it?” I asked quietly.

“No one’s ever prayed for me before.”

I held my arms out to him and he crossed the floor to sit with me.

“I’ve always heard your prayers. You prayed for me to come to you when you had a bad dream. I even heard you pray for a perfect, selfless, superwonderful boy to fall in love with. But I’ve never heard you pray for me.”

I couldn’t erase the thoughts stirring in my head. “Maybe it’s about time someone did.”

“Why?” he asked.

“You said Guardians become vulnerable when they are protecting their human. I’m making matters worse.”

“Don’t even go there, Teagan. Nothing is going to happen to us. Everything will be all right.”

He was reassuring, in a defiant sort of way, as if worries like this surfaced all the time. Nonetheless, I was responsible for placing him in the direct line of danger from Hadrian, and living with this sinking feeling was not at all pleasant.

Without a word, he gently wiped away my tears, soothing me into a calm sleep.

When I awoke, he was gone and I was full of the strangest sensation I could ever imagine. My mind flickered back to Claire. My dream. My mother waking me in the night to tell me the horrible truth that I somehow already knew. Claire was dead. Not missing from my life because she was still angry at me. Not missing because she was still in the woods where I left her.

She was gone.

Dead.

Somehow I accepted it but I couldn’t comprehend it.

I reached for my phone. The inbox was empty, as I should have known. Its silence screamed the ugly truth. I wanted to check my e-mail but Claire never e-mailed me. I wanted to look out my window and see her waiting in her car at the curb.

I couldn’t stop myself from imagining the normal.

Claire, checking her face in the mirror and singing along to her music in an awkward voice.

Claire, reporting the latest gossip on someone, anyone, anyone worth gossiping about except…she wasn’t.

She wasn’t.

I felt myself sink to the floor but didn’t feel myself hit it. I felt wetness on my face. If I hadn’t left with Garreth, would I be dead too? Was that what this was all about? Either way I looked at it, it didn’t make any sense. So I stopped looking at it. It hurt too much.

I pulled my hair into a ponytail and looked at myself in the mirror with a blank expression. The smell of bacon wafted up the steps as I walked down. I found my mother at the stove, preparing a meal she knew I would never eat, but like the good mother she was, that didn’t stop her from going through the motions. I sat down in silence at the table and flicked at the curled edges of the morning’s newspaper with my finger.

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