52 Week Short Story Writing Challenge - #14
Background:So I'm bored right now, waiting for 2 o'clock to come so I can goto work but what better time than this to do my 14th shortstory. All I've got running through my head right now is 'angel,angel, angel' since I've been reading a lot of angel stories so Imay as well get it out of my mind and into readable words. I reallydon't know what I'm going to write – since I write the storybackgrounds mostly before I start the stories – so be kind. :)
ShortStory #14 – All Around
Mirandastiffened, looking down at the boyfriend who had cheated yet beggedfor a second chance, a small blue box open with a silverdiamond-embedded ring inside. He had his other hand around hers,green eyes sparkling as she paused in the door of her car. They werein the employee parking lot at his multi-million dollar campaigningbusiness, the knees of his expensive black suit dusty as he knelt."Please,"he pleaded. Miranda glanced away from Derek, seeing something shiningin her peripheral vision. Yet when she looked, there wasn't anyonearound; the parking lot was all but abandoned as people headed homefor the evening. She looked down at Derek again and shook her head,pulling her hand from his grasp."No,"she said. "I cannot marry someone like you. I need someone who Ican rely on, who won't cheat on me." Derek kept pleading butMiranda was already inside the expensive BMW, flicking the centrallocking and listening to the faint rev as the engine started. Shereversed, speeding away as Derek rose to his feet and startedflinging crude words at her retreating tail lights.Thetyres spun as Miranda sped out of the parking lot and onto the road,merging with the thickness of traffic congestion. She sighed andswitched on the radio, the BMW crawling forward; she consideredparking it on the side of the road and walking home when a vehicleplunged into the traffic behind her. It was massive, built like apickup but the way it ploughed was more like a tank.Itcrawled closer, plastic and metal screeching as vehicles were tossedcarelessly aside. Miranda watched as it got closer, her handsfrantically trying to free her from the seatbelt. It stuck fast,refusing to give as she shoved at it. She whimpered with fear, theheadlights of the pickup glaring at her through the rear visionmirror. The last remaining vehicles were pushed aside, the pickupbearing down on the BMW and Miranda glimpsed Derek in the driver'sseat.TheBMW shuddered as the pickup slammed into it, crushing its frameworkand spraying smashed glass everywhere. Miranda cried out, shieldingher head with her arms and suddenly someone's arms were around her.The seatbelt and interior of the vehicle disappeared from around herand for a moment she knew how it felt to fly, the wind rushing by.Shemanaged to wrench her eyes open and she glanced up, gasping when hereyes fell on a being of pure light. He was probably several feetfall, a tumble of brown hair falling artfully across his forehead.Wizened blue eyes shone with light as they fixed on Miranda's brownones, fair skin over high cheekbones. Not a flaw touched the figure;no wrinkles.Shelooked down and whimpered, curling closer; they were higher thanshe'd ever been. The air was thin but the angel held her tightly,flying without a single short breath. He held her as though sheweighed nothing more than a feather, skin smooth under her fingertipsas she tightened her arms around his neck. From up here they werehigher than the clouds, giving them an uninterrupted view of thestars."Youare safe now," he said, soaring through the clouds with an eeriesilence. Miranda couldn't stop staring at him. He smiled slightly."Shut your eyes." She obeyed him, feeling the wind against hercheeks and the soaring through her ears.Whenhe spoke again she could hear his smile. "You will wake in yourhome," he murmured in her ear. "You will know that this reallyhappened but you will never tell a soul. Sleep now." And suddenlyshe felt consciousness evade her, leaving her like silverfish betweenher fingertips. A rushing blackness took her over, a small flicker atthe end of it. She rushed toward it, reaching out with both fingers……andwoke.
Published on February 11, 2012 17:32
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