I apologize for the delay. I decided to take some personal days to get some work done. Here’s part two of My Guardian Angel. Let me know what you think!
A week after the dragon attack, I thought my life had gone back to normal. Ha! I couldn’t have been more wrong.
I was walking through the park like I did every day. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I was actually enjoying the day. The sky was filled with grey clouds. A gentle breeze was blowing, but it wasn’t cold. It would probably rain soon. The smell filled my nose as I breathed in. I let out a slow breath.
It was early so the park wasn’t really crowded. As I walked down the pave path, I felt at peace for the first time in days.
There is no such thing as dragons. I told myself. No such thing.
But even as I thought that I started to worry. Where is my guardian angel? Why haven’t I seen him? Is he okay?
I didn’t understand why I was worrying for a man who was a fragment of my imagination.
But what if he wasn’t? Those people had stepped out of his way when he attacked the dragon. They had even run from the dragon like it was real. That hasn’t happened before.
No, that is impossible. They aren’t real. Pushing the thoughts from my mind, I started to relax again.
That’s when I saw him. Well, ran into him more like. I was so deep in thought I wasn’t paying attention and didn’t see him standing in front of me. I ran into his chest and stumbled backwards.
He caught my arm before I could fall and pulled me to my feet. I took a moment to steady myself before looking up at him.
This is the first time I’ve gotten a good look at him. He was tall, maybe a few inches taller than me, and muscular. He was clothed in leather armor, like he always was, and a sword hung at his hip. A bow and quiver was slung over his shoulder. Long, dark hair fell around his shoulders that matched his beard. Brown eyes stared into mine. His expression was stern, cautious like he was expecting trouble.
“You?” I couldn’t hid my surprise.
A small smile broke through his serious expression. “Hello to you too.”
I shook my head, trying to think. “You can’t possibly be real.” I stepped back.
“I’m as real as you, Stella.”
My eyes narrowed. “How do you know my name?”
“I’ve been protecting you for a long time, Stella. I know you’ve seen me many times before.”
“Protecting me from what?”
He shook his head. “I can’t explain that now. We have to go.”
“Go? Go where?”
“Somewhere safe. They will catch you if we don’t leave now.”
“Who will catch me? And who are you?”
“I’ll explain later. We must leave.” He only got a few steps before he realized I wasn’t following.
I folded my arms across my chest. “I’m not going one step until you tell me who you are and what is going on.”
He stared at me, his eyes full of annoyance, but also a deeper concern. He was worried. Really worried.
He walked over to me so he was standing a few inches in front of me again. “My name is Liam. I was sent here to protect you from some bad people who want you dead. I understand you are confused and this is all kind of a shock to you, but we do not have time to argue,” He held out his hand. “Please.”
I stared at his brown eyes, searching for any sign of a lie. I couldn’t find any.
Who would want me dead? Was that why the dragon attacked me yesterday?
Why am I even considering this? Everything about this is impossible. Dragon’s aren’t real. But something was still nagging at me. Something inside me wanted to believe Liam. To take his hand and go with him.
Could I trust him? A part of me whispered.
He’s saved my life more than once. Maybe I should. It would definitely be better than getting caught by these people who want me dead.
“If I go with you, will you answer my questions?”
I bit my lip, trying to make up my mind. “What about my sister?”
“Your sister has her own guardian. We will meet them at the edge of the city.”
A guardian protecting my sister? How did I not know that?
I shouldn’t be trusting this guy. But still, that small part of me told me to listen. To trust him.
I groaned to myself. I’m going to regret this.
Hesitantly, I took his hand. It was warm, and his was grip firm. With a final look around, he turned and led me through the streets of the park, toward the trees.
I’m totally going to regret this.