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Angel Mer - D4 - Fin Oct 16, 2017 2:19:33 GMT -5

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Angel. I hated that name. I don’t know why my parents called me that. I was far from angelic. Graceful was something that I was not. And my last name was word that meant ocean. I don’t remember what language it was, but that didn’t really matter now anymore. I lost my parents a while ago and I was staying with an uncle. This uncle was a career trainer, but I didn’t really pay much mind to it. He had kids of his own, and he told me he would be damned if he trained someone that wasn’t directly related to him to be a vicious killer. Besides, my parents didn’t want that. They wanted me to go on and live a normal life. Well, as normal as I could here in four. That was hard anyway. There wasn’t much to do but spend the whole day in the water, or work anyway. Both of which got boring after a while.

I was lonely in four. I didn’t talk much to people because I didn’t want to bother anyone. After my uncle told me that I shouldn’t be hanging around the house, I took to heading anywhere but home. It was hard at first, being lonely is never fun, but I could find solace in the loneliness. I had a couple of friends from school, but most of them were busy training for the games. The rest of them were trying to make an honest living in four, and I couldn’t blame them for that. Sometimes we would go out to the ocean at night and try to explore as much of it as we could. We didn’t get far, but it was always an adventure to say the least.

When I did try to add something to this district, It was met with some apprehension. I got used to holding my breath underwater, and would just dive deep enough to find little coral shells in the water of four. When I got them out of the water, I would have to work fast and delicately in order to clean them quickly. You see, I liked to work with my hands, and since I discovered these shells a couple years ago, I decided that I could do something artistic with them to numb the time a bit. Of course, this wasn’t something that I loved doing, but it was something that I could enjoy for the time being. People told me that I should work in the fishing business, but I never really saw the appeal. Not after the traumatic experience that I went through as a child.

My mother brought me with her to the sea once, she was working as a swim instructor for the kids at the school I attended. She was working diligently to make sure each kid was taken care of, but of course, there was one of her and many of us. From what I remember, she was doing fine, up until my leg cramped up and I sank in the water below because I couldn’t tread anymore. When she took a head count, she noticed that I wasn’t accounted for and she began to panic. One of the kids swam to where I was and dove down to find me a couple feet down. He brought me up, and my mother began to panic. However, I was told that in that panic, she worked quickly to resuscitate me. I felt a sharp press on my chest, but the water in my lungs seemed to numb it, until finally I woke up again, violently expelling the water out of my system. My mom looked at me in horror for a moment before pulling me into an embrace. From that moment on, I shied away from the water because I didn’t want that to ever happen again. The look on my mom’s face was more than enough to make me wary.

Then there was the time when my best friend decided that it was a good idea to dive head first into the water. He wasn’t thinking about how shallow the water was in four, and while you might have been able to get away with it if you were diving off a high vantage point, he wasn’t so lucky. He knew about my fear of the but he needed me as well. Before I waded in the water, I seriously contemplated just leaving him there. If he was dumb enough to jump in the water like a moron, then this was a lesson that he needed to learn, but of course, like my name suggests, I knew I had to do the right thing.

I took a deep breath

Jumped in.

And decided to be his Angel for once.

I was surprised with how fast I worked to get him out of the water. Fear didn’t paralyze me, and secretly, I wondered if maybe it was something else driving me to save his life. I gripped his limp body and hulled him onto my shoulder, feeling a wave of terror wash over me as the water pushed and pulled me in every direction. I told myself that if we made it out alive that I would murder him. Then I called myself a fucking liar because I could never do that to him. As dumb as he was. As dumb as I was. There was something more between us then just friends. Even if it was just one sided.

After struggling in the water, land felt like paradise, and four was no paradise. I lifted his body out and laid him on the ground. I was panicking on the inside, but I knew I had to remain calm on the outside. I first slapped him a little bit to see if he might be able to wake up with a little first. I couldn’t take my eyes off his lips though. Then I pressed on his chest lightly, trying to keep my motions short and direct. When he didn’t respond, that’s when I started to panic on the outside. My eyes, still fixated on his lips, I sighed and realized that mouth to mouth was the only way. I placed mine on his and began to breath lightly into his mouth, trying to bring him back like my mother tried to bring me back. After a couple more reps and another blow into his mouth, he sprung and began to vomit the salty sea water all over my wet clothes. Usually, I would have been disgusted, but in this moment, I was happy that he was alive. I didn’t want to have to explain to his family how he died, and how I couldn’t save him. In all the craziness, I pulled him into a kiss that came out of nowhere. When I pulled back, I looked at him in shock, thinking to myself that I should probably go drown myself now. I ran after that.

I didn’t look back.

And then he confronted me the next day, but it was cordial. He thanked me for saving his life, and I simply told him that I was happy he was alright.

Then I slammed the door in his face.

Then he tried coming back in again, but I kept running. I was going to keep on running until I couldn’t run anymore.

That’s when my parents died and I needed someone to lean on.

He was that person, as much as I didn’t want him to be. And sure, there was my uncle, but he was too worried about his own children to deal with me. I wasn’t an Angel to him. I was a parasite. Someone that he wished died along with my parents so I wouldn’t distract him from his important work. I was alone, which is probably why I welcomed that boy with such open arms.

I spent a lot of time with him, especially now because we didn’t really have that much to do. We didn’t worry about much either. We both had employment, and we both had each other. He always told me that I had kind eyes, supple and light blue. He told me that he could get lost in them, and sometimes, I wished we could. I wished we could find sanctuary in another universe where we wouldn’t have to be worried about being reaped and sent to the games. However, as much as I hated the idea of the games, I knew that they weren’t going away anytime soon. I just needed one more birthday to pass and then I could get out and just live my life.

In peace.

And misery.

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Last Edit: Oct 16, 2017 2:19:56 GMT -5 by ryan

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Angel Mer - D4 - Fin Oct 26, 2017 16:39:51 GMT -5

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