(Twilight? Yes. This is my first one.)
Length: 355 Words
Excerpt: Is it possible to anger you guardian angel? His expression remained calm, but a quiver riffed across his wings. Heaven forgive me, I hadn’t meant to scream at my angel, Edward.
Is it possible to anger you guardian angel? His expression remained calm, but a quiver riffed across his wings. Heaven forgive me, I hadn’t meant to scream at my angel, Edward.
I know I can’t make myself go back in time and change things as they happened. And even if I could, part of me is not entirely sure if it wants to. Destiny’s a fickle friend, but, for once, it seemed to be working at my favor. I didn’t want to ruin ours. My stream of bad luck was sure to stray it on another path if I wasn’t careful.
Careful. It was the word I should have followed that night. It was hardly a few times in which Edward wasn’t vigilant enough to sense my mistakes, to predict my weaknesses, to know what I was thinking.
Even though he couldn’t read my mind, I’m pretty sure Edward fathomed my reaction better than I ever could.
And so when I told him I was ready, when I insisted that it would be best for the both of us, that death was only a gateway to eternity, and he refused, I closed my eyes and showed him how much he truly meant to me. It hurt to do it to him, yes, but there was much more than me that was on the line. There was him.
When I grabbed the knife, and held it to my throat, Edward knew he should have stopped me, the human part that I fell hopelessly in love with; the other side couldn’t have waited more to help himself to my open gushing wound, the vampire part of him that oh so fascinated me.
Edward hadn’t quite let go of his humanity.
In the stillness of the night, it’s easier to think. Somewhere inside of me I knew he would forgive me eventually, for my words and actions, and smile at me, melting me into my incoherent self once again. But even now, as he’s watching over me, I know that part of him isn’t all that glad.
Even then, my guardian angel never failed me.