She was seen by many. She was perceived as quiet and shy. But no one knew her struggles. She was an angel. But not just an angel, she was a love angel. She made people fall in love with each other. No matter ethnicity or gender. “Love was love”, was her motto.
Adonia walked inside the coffee shop. Quickly sweeping her eyes across the small shop. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary she walked towards the counter and smiling warmly at the young man who would be taking her order.
Adonia swung her long dirty blond hair over her shoulder. The young man was astounded by her beauty.
“Could I have a coffee? Black,” She said and the young man, at a loss of words, just nodded.
Adonia took a seat in one of the back tables. She looked once more at the people gathered there and she smiled. Sensing the happiness and love.
The young man brought her the coffee and she thanked him giving him a ten and telling him to keep the change.
The bell at the front of the shop made a “ding” sound, signaling that a client had entered the shop. It was a couple, a man and a woman. The man seemed very nervous to be there. And he was fidgety. Adonia observed that the woman seemed happy to be there, with him.
Adonia smiled and told herself it was time to get to work.
She watched the couple until they got up and left an hour later. She gave them a head start and then got up and left the shop and headed the way that she heard the woman’s giggles.
She followed them into the dark night and hid in an alley. Adonia climbed the building with ease and she took her bow and arrow from her backpack. She positioned the bow and arrow and pointed it to the man. She counted to three and shot the arrow. The arrow disappeared into the man’s back, causing no pain like it should but a deep loving sensation.
Adonia looked on, with an amused expression her face, as she saw the man take the woman by the waist and planting a sweet kiss on her lips. Adonia felt the bitter sweet sensation. The deep satisfaction that came with helping people realize they were right for each other. But also the pain she felt when she realized no one would ever love her like those couples she has helped loved each other.
She sulked over that fact until she saw a pair of women fighting. Adonia took a deep breath, knowing she could make it all better. She raised the bow and arrow once again and struck one of the women. They hugged as soon as the arrow disappeared in the young woman back.
Adonia smiled. Best part of this crappy job. Making people happy.
Adonia walked home slowly after putting the bow and arrow back in the backpack. She sighed and started walking down the middle of the deserted street. Shops closed for the night on either side of the street. Adonia was lost in her little world when she heard the screeching tires of a car. It stopped right in front of her.
“I’m so sorry!” Said the tall dark man as he got out the car.
“Everything’s fine,” Adonia said. And it would have been. Adonia was indestructible.
“Do you need a hospital? Anything?” The man asked.
“No” Adonia, “I’m leaving now”
“Um, do you need a ride somewhere? It’s dark out and this part of town is not safe” He said.
Adonia debated whether to say no or accept the offer. The man looked at her expectantly, giving Adonia feelings she had never experienced. It was weird, in a good way. She wondered if the feeling in her stomach was right.