Forever Now

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Pushing me away, making me fall onto the bed, Kryzstofer disappeared. I sighed and kept clearing the room of my things. I quickly picked up the books, papers, pictures and writings about Angels and the beyond, not wanting to have Kryzstofer make fun of me. I walked to my drawers and moved my things so that he would have the two top ones. A tiny picture, stuck in between two of my shirts, caught my attention. On the back it read:

"May 1919

Chicago, Ill.

Mr. K. Tusky."

"Tusky" brought back memories, as did the picture. Memories of my family, friends, my old life. My life that should've ended a long time ago. How I miss those simpler times. The world moves to fast and hurried nowadays. Back when I was human there were no cellphones, computers, PDA's, Kindles, TV's or internet. We lived in the moment, simple, slow and fruitful. Now people die in streets for no reason, or bombs implode on people. I shouldn't question the Divine Plan set forth by Lord but sometimes, like when I have to reap innocent children, the Plan just sucks monkey balls.

A jostle of wind brought me back to reality. If I hadn't been so caught up in my thoughts I would have given a better response then a scream when something entrapped me. Wings. Kryzstofer's wings. His wings wrapped themselves around me, as If protecting me.

"Am I forgiven?"

"I acted less than... proper." His body stiffened. "Your suggestion has been taken for consideration."

"Don't do that." Stepping away from his embrace as far as I could, which wasn't very far considering I was by my drawers, I turned to face him.

"Do what?" His gaze turned away from me, his wings contracting into his body. He looked everywhere but me.

"Don't act computerized, mechanical. You talk like an Angel."

"That is what I am." Finally looking at me, confusion on his face.

"You are a Guardian Angel. You were given feelings for a reason."

"Maybe, but going back to your original comment about being computerized. Would I be a Mac or a Windows Vista? I pretty much think myself a Mac because I am very handsome, but I-"

"Don't fuck with me." I said smiling. This was the Kryzstofer I knew. The one I loved, always joking when he was nervous. "A Mac" I whispered as I turned away.

Kryzstofer's face changed, "I am? I was just joking."

"You are very handsome, Kryz. Which is why I don't like it when you yell but please yell st me or something!"

"Why would I do that?"

"Why would you- are you kidding? I 'suggested'- as you call it- that you become Earth Bound! You know EARTH BOUND? As in staying here in the In-Between forever." He shrugged and nonchalantly sat down on my bed. His longs legs stretched out before me, I had an urge to sit on his lap.

Continuing I said, "I suggested you become one of the worst things a Guardian can pick, and you considering it?"

Not wanting to hear his answer, I would hurt either way, I walked out of the room towards my kitchen. Immediately I heard him appear behind me. Seriously, I thought, does he even know how to walk?

"Yes, I do." He responded chuckling. I pushed him away, hard. Although he was WAY stronger, and much more powerful, than me I managed to push him. A fact that did not go unnoticed by him. He turned, trying to come up with an answer, and I saw it. The green Lifestream that every HUMANOID had. The Lifestream that resembled a backbone, beginning at the bottom of the skull and ending at the tail bone. The Lifestream that I faintly saw coming out of Kryzstofer. The Lifestream that that was about to run out.

This is a short Chapter. IN the next i will explain more about Lifestreams and their is a new (and a very brief mention of an important new character) character.