Chapter 23 - Rip the Bandaid

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After the boys came in to the dorm to comfort me I pushed them away to return to the bathroom.

It was a mess. With the water of the shower still running.

Glass had fallen on the floor and the little nik naks that sat around the bathroom were thrown across the floor

I look into the now cracked mirror, examining my face.

It had a slash across my right cheek from where Jacob at cut me.

It still hasn't healed.

My eye is bruised and I have bruises on my arms from his tight grasp on me.

I turn off the water and try to pick up the glass and things from the floor.

I reluctantly get dressed when all I want to do is cry.

Once dressed I leave the bathroom seeing Nathanial sitting on one bed and Matthew sitting on another.

They both motion for me to sit next to them.

I stand in the middle and sit down on the floor staring blankly into the floor in front of me.

"Amara, tell us what happened" Matthew says reaching a hand towards me

I swat it away.

"You're hurt, just let us help y-" he says as he tries to move closer to my level

I push his body away and coldly respond

"I don't want your help" I give him a sharp stare

I finally stand to my feet and walk to the other end of the room where the door is and continue.

"YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT?! I WANT TO GO HOME!!" I scream looking to the both of them

"I don't want to be here anymore! I can't do this!" I continued on.

"Amara, what happened when we were not here?" Matthew says reluctantly

"You wanna know what happened Matthew? I just died all over again! Neither of you believed me but it's him! It's Jacob! He's back to make my life a living hell again and I'm already dead!" I say while pointing a finger at the two of them.

They were both taken aback by my comments.

I'm not being too harsh. I'm mad as hell.

"He was going to.....he was gonna treat me like whore on the street.... he was gonna do to me what girls fear the most"

"He's trying to kill me all over again! I can't do this! Nathanial you need a new Guardian, I'm done!"

Nathanial and Matthew stand to their feet shocked

"Marmar....." Matthew says with worry and sadness in his eyes

"Amara you can't just quit" Nathanial says shocked and concerned

"No no no! Don't speak! Don't give puppy eyes, don't call me by my nick name, just don't! It's because of the two of you I let my guard down! Nathanial I want to help you but it's the person who took my life from me!"

All I can do is yell and yell when suddenly..

"Amara..." A small but soothing voice rings in my head. It speaks again

"My baby...."

"Mommy?" I say outloud

The voice speaks again "Hi mama....I'm here"

I start to cry practically chocking on my tears I speak to her.

"Mommy I can't do this, please I wanna go home. Can I go home? Please please, I wanna go home mommy I wanna go home please!"

I'm begging and pleading to her outloud. Crying and trying to catch my breath but I can't.

Matthew and Nathanial watched with a concerned look on their faces.

"Amara, pick up your sword.."

"Mommy, I can't..."

"Pick it up mama"

I do just that. My mother continues to speak. "Now kneel"

I obey and kneel holding the sword next to me.

"Not only are you my daughter, but you're a child of God. You are not one to give up." She says to me softly.

I can finally catch my breath and speak "Mother...it's Jacob, I don't thi-"

She cuts me off

"Amara, what is your favorite verse? Say it to me"

I sigh and bow my head and recite my favorite verse.

The verse I would say when I was beaten or scolded.

"I can do all things...through Christ who gives me strength.... Philippians 4:13...." I say quietly

"That's right... all things. All things. You were trained for this moment. You were  given a mission because God knows you can complete it, because HE has given you the strength.

She continues "He wouldn't have this plan for you if he didn't think you could do it."

I breath and think for a moment.

He said he had a plan for me.

Something he knew I could do.

He wouldn't purposely bring distress to one of his Angels.

"....you're right mommy..." I say whispering to her.

"Now stand.." she says to me. I can feel like what a hand holding onto my shoulder.

It's my mother.

Standing in front of me

Shining and glowing.

I embrace her in a hug quietly sobbing into her shoulder.

She is wearing a sleek and long white robe, with wings sprouting behind her.

She earned her wings not long ago.

She became an Archangel, a healer.

And became the most beautiful Angel I have ever seen.

"Hi mommy..." I say through my tears

"Hi mi amor (my love)" she says quietly as she moves me off her to look at me.

She brushes my curls away from my face and looks at me.

"My daughter. A Guardian. I'm so proud of how far you've come mama, and I wanna see you go further. Now take your sword. And go fight for your people. For your God." She places a hand on my cheek and kisses my head.

She disappears. Floating back up into the air.

I look into my reflection onto the window  on the other end of the room.

My bruises. My cuts. They've vanished.

I chuckle lightly and look at the two boys silently waiting.

"She healed me..." I say to the two boys

"What do you want to do Amara?" Matthew says to me slowly coming close to me.

I laugh lightly

"We are going to train, and we're gonna fight."

They both look at each other and smile

With a look that shows how proud they are of this moment. They turn to me and approach me.

They both hug me tight and I hug them back.

When I let go, I take my sword in my hand and examine it for a moment and speak.

"I'm going to make sure he wishes he never messed with a Guardian Angel"

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