Angel Master Chapter 4~
Chapter 4-
Alarm blaring, birds singing, sunlight shining on her face, her brother calling her name as he quickly prepared to leave for work . . . .
She knew it was morning, and that she had to get up now.
With a groan and a stretch, seventeen yr-old Alexi Solderra opened her brilliant sapphire blue eyes, and rolled over in her bed, gazing up at the ceiling.
‘Good morning, Alexi.’ a voice called warmly in her head.
Alexi sat up and ran her fingers through her long, silky brown hair, before slapping her alarm clock off in an irritated fashion.
‘Good morning.’ She thought back.
She had come to regard the presence inside her as her companion, and conscience, for he listened to her when she was something to say, and tried to guide her away from potentially harmful things.
She knew the presence was male, but she also knew that he was far too kind and benevolent to do anything improper.
One thing bothered her though . . . .
He didn’t have a name.
He has simply asked her to refer to him as her ‘Guardian Angel’, so she just called him ‘Guardian’.
‘Are you going to go to school today, Alexi?’ Guardian asked gently.
Alexi considered this for a moment; she could just skip school, her brother would never know, or she could go and be bored to death until two-thirty in the afternoon.
In matters like this, where no harm could be seen in either action, Guardian let her make her own choices, and did not protest, or say anything opposing her decision.
‘Ugh. I guess I’ll go. I don’t really feel like making up the homework over the weekend anyways.’ She replied, kicking off her blankets and swinging her legs over the side of the bed so she could stand up.
‘Alright then.’ Guardian purred, his voice laced with a particular kind of affection.
In some ways, Guardian was like the father she’d never had; her own father had been a soldier and had been killed before she was born.
Her mother died shortly after she turned twelve, leaving her in the care of her twenty-yr-old brother Jin.
Alexi sighed at the thought of her now twenty-five-yr-old brother, who was so busy between work, classes, and his homework, he was hardly ever home, and even when he was, she saw him little.
She loved him a lot, for bringing her up when their parents weren’t around, and just because he was her big brother, but it was still somewhat lonely without him around.
Guardian was always there though.
He would listen to her, comfort her, and wrap her up in the warmth of an embrace, lavishing her with the cozy feel of the affection she knew he had for her.
‘I’m going to take a shower now.’ She thought, with a faint smile, as she came her mental companion an early warning.
She felt him retreat, and leave her mind, but she could still feel the pull their bond, faint, but there nonetheless.
She loved the fact that he respected her modesty, but, she hated the feeling she got when he left.
It was like a piece of herself was missing, like she was utterly alone.
She walked to her adjoined bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her.
She discarded her clothes on the bathroom floor, and stepped into the shower.
As the hot water ran down her slim body, she began to wonder, as she often did when she and Guardian were separated.
‘What would my life be like if Guardian left me for good . . . ?’
‘What kind of person would I be?’
‘What if he’d never found me . . .?’
She shuddered at this particular thought.
She couldn’t imagine a life without that gentle, arbitrary presence to keep her sane anymore.
Alexi’s smile turned in to a smirk, a smirk of sheer irony.
She had never told, or even mentioned Guardian, to anyone, knowing full well that they would just think she had schizophrenia or some other mental disorder, but in reality, she would probably actually be truly insane, if not for Guardian, who had shown up in her head five years ago, when she had been struggling to accept her mother’s death.
She had been buried deep in depression and despair, and was dangerously close to becoming suicidal, when out of the blue, a voice had called to her, a voice only she could hear.
‘You’re not alone, Alexi. I am with you.’
Everything had got so much better after that.
She was happy, confident, and independent now, which was a dramatic change from the way she had been five years ago.
Sometimes, she stopped and briefly considered if she really was actually crazy, and that Guardian was just someone she’d made up, so she’d have someone to talk to and believe in.
Nothing but a figment of her imagination . . . .
But always, she deduced that Guardian really was there.
He was far too real to be something she’d just made up to drag herself away from the edge of death and insanity.
Alexi’s smile returned as she shut off the water, having washed her hair and body absently while absorbed in her thoughts.
She didn’t know what he really was, or how he came to be in her head, or who he really ways, but in all honesty, it really didn’t matter to her.
He was there, with her, and that was all that did matter to her.
And she wasn’t about to let her go.
Ever.