Your Guardian Angel (The Guardian Angel Series Book 1) (24 page)

I thought about the hospital, when Eli was mad at me. It was scary seeing his eyes turn dark, filled with pain and anger. I could imagine he wasn’t as lenient with Mrs Ploit.

“Again, I’m sorry.”

It didn’t matter if I apologized a thousand times, she was never going to forgive me for making her look like a fool in front of her employers.

“Don’t let it happen again.” She turned and left.

I closed my door and ran over my detention list, and what a list it was. I had to help Lillian in the printing room every morning, help Gordon with football on Thursday afternoons, which was useless. I didn’t know a thing about football. And every other afternoon I had to help Eli in the auditorium.

I suppose it wasn't too bad, compared to what I had done to deserve it. Either way, I was thankful and counted my blessings.

I had made up my mind to skip dinner that afternoon, but first I had to clear it with Mrs Ploit, who then had to clear it with Eli, who had to clear it with Aleksandrov. When I got the green light, I showered, got into my pyjamas, and went to bed. Even though I had been resting and sleeping almost all day in hospital, I was still tired and my body was still recovering.

The warm air that circled around my room filled my lungs as I opened my eyes. It was Thursday, a normal school day, and unfortunately one that I had to attend, but not before I helped Lillian in the printing room. Class didn't start for another hour and I had twenty minutes to meet Lillian.

I chose to wear my hair down, it made me feel fresh and innocent; a fresh new start to life. My attire was a knee-length cream skirt with a pink singlet. It wasn't fit for cleaning auditoriums or helping with a football team, but it was fine for wearing in class and printing rooms.

“Ruby!” a voice echoed through the wood of my door.

I ran to the door and opened it.

“Mila!”

She pulled me into a candy smelling embrace. “I am so glad you’re okay!” she said.

“Yeah, I am too.”

“I overheard Uncle talking about it. You are so lucky.”

I didn't comment. I wasn't ready to really delve into the details of what happened and emotionally, I couldn't.

“I really can't stay and chat, I have to run over to the printing room and help Lillian.” I entered the bathroom to check my appearance.

“As part of your detention?”

“Yeah, the list is on my bedside table.”

I heard the paper rustle as she unfolded it.

“I guess it’s not that bad. At least you don't have to worry about cleaning the auditorium.”

I peered out from the bathroom. That was my favorite part about detention.

“Why not?”

“Oh, you didn't hear?”

An unpleasant feeling roared throughout my stomach and the walls surrounding me began closing in on me.

“The higher power has requested a meeting with Eli… He’s leaving this morning.”

My chest tightened and pain stabbed me so sharply I couldn’t catch my breath. Tears burned behind my eyelids.

“What?”

I fled from my room, the corridor blurred beneath my feet as I felt a surge of adrenaline.

“Ruby, where are you going?” Mila called after me.

I didn’t stop to explain and I couldn’t explain it to her even if I wanted to. The cream colored walls flew passed me in a blur and before long I was in the open lobby of the girls dorms.

“Miss Moore where do you think you’re going?” Mrs Ploit shouted.

Once again I didn’t stop to explain. I needed to get to Eli, if he left there was no telling when he’d come back, if he’d come back.

The quick slaps of my footsteps on the concrete echoed in my ears and I felt a bead of sweat roll down my forehead.

“Please, please, please.” I begged under my ragged breath.

What do I say when I get there? I hadn’t exactly thought it out. Hell, I don’t even know if he will be there but it was worth a try. The car park was in sight now and if my legs could talk they’d sigh in relief.

The Audi Q5s were standard issue for guardian angels. When they come to work here they are given one. This made it a lot harder for me to decipher which one was Eli’s. Gravel crunched under my feet as I searched for any kind of movement. From my peripheral vision I saw a car roll up to the entry/exit booth. It had to be him. I ran towards it and the boom gates rose.

“No! Wait!” I called but the car began to roll forward and as I reached the gates the car was out of the school and zooming down the road.

“You aren’t allowed to be here.” The guardian in the booth warned me. “Breakfast starts soon. I suggest you make your way there.”

I didn’t move. I wanted to but I couldn’t. I felt nauseous, my heart was beating frantically and my tears began to wet my cheeks. This wasn’t how things were supposed to be. I didn’t mean for this to happen, I thought things were going to go back to normal.

As the car disappeared totally out of sight, I felt completely numb. Somehow, I just knew, my life would never be the same again.

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kyla Madi was born in the small town of Port Maquarie, New South Wales in 1993. She spent half her life growing up in Wauchope, a thriving rural town at the heart of the Hastings River Valley before making the leap to the busy city of Brisbane.

Whenever this young Australian writer isn’t changing diapers, watching cartoons, cooking for her husband or doing other motherly-wife things, she is actively working on her writing and improving her writing skills.

Skyla loves to read just as much as she loves to write and since discovering that YA/paranormal romance/urban fantasy/ are her favorite genres, she has embarked on her own writing journey and is currently working on a YA series titled ‘
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