Dominion (Guardian Angels) - By Melody Manful Page 0,60

mother, and he was soaking wet. Tristan’s eyes met mine, and I realized he could have saved both of Abigail’s parents; the only reason he didn’t was because of the balance of life crap King Daligo always talked about. I remembered him saying that even though we have power, we shouldn’t interfere in what didn’t concern us.

I was relieved that Tristan found it in himself to at least save Abigail’s mother.

Abigail raced toward her mother. Tristan snapped his fingers to dry himself. Beside him, Abigail knelt beside her mother and tried giving her CPR. I saw people running toward her, and next came the sound of the ambulance and police sirens.

Several people arrived, and some rushed into the sea where the car had fallen. Abigail was still giving her mother CPR when a paramedic jumped out of an ambulance and pushed her aside. Two EMTs loaded Abigail into the ambulance to check her for injuries.

“Mom!” Abigail cried.

“She will be fine, honey. Try to relax,” I heard the EMT telling her.

Abigail caught her breath as she tried to stop the tears from running down her cheeks. “Where is my…the man in the car?”

“Calm down,” the EMT said slowly. “Calm down.”

Abigail wept harder, and I started feeling weak. If I wanted, I could feed off her pain and become stronger, but I resisted doing that, and my pain consequently increased.

Tristan stared at me. For a second, I felt like killing him. I needed to get away, away from everyone, but I couldn’t move. I wanted to stay with Abigail and comfort her, but I was still denying what Valoel told me.

“Gideon?” Abigail called from inside the ambulance. I was beside her in a flash, forgetting my confusion and pain. She looked around her. I wanted so much to take her hands and tell her everything was going to be all right, but I couldn’t, and with that thought, I crumbled down onto the ground.

Tristan was immediately beside me, trying to help me up. “Stay away from me!” I yelled.

Tristan backed away, his hands up in surrender.

The theory I had—it was that you are in love with Abigail, and if I stayed away just a second too long, you would realize it and save her…and I guess I was right.

I am not in love with that stupid human! I yelled in my head.

Are we still going with that lie?

I can feel you, feel every inch of your body ripping with unthinkable pain, and yet you still look like you’re fine.

I told you, I’m good at being happy. When you have the weight of the universe on your shoulders like I do, you learn to live through anything. And as for the pain, I can’t allow myself to break down because if I do, I take the universe with me, and I can’t have that. And just like that, he flew back to Abigail.

“Are you still here, Gideon?” Abigail called, looking around her. The paramedic who was checking her out looked at her concernedly, his brow creased in confusion. Abigail continued to scan the faces around her. Her mother was nowhere to be seen.

It took awhile before Mr. Cells’ body was finally located. They pulled him out of the water and rushed him toward the closest ambulance. “Abigail,” I muttered under my breath as the ambulances started pulling away from the scene. I watched her grief-stricken face as the ambulance she was in followed after the rest. “Abigail…I…ich liebe dich,” I whispered, admitting at last that Valoel and Tristan were both right. I was in love with Abigail.

The cars drove away, leaving me restless. All I could think about was Abigail. I felt furious and sad at the same time. I couldn’t control my emotions anymore, so I just gave up and let them wash over me.

“Gideon!” D’s voice called, trying to pull me out of my stupor. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Wait, D being here could only mean one thing.

“D, what…no…why are you here?”

“I’m here for a Brian Cells.”

I felt as though something sharp was shoved into me.

“No, no, you can’t take him. It’s Abigail’s father,” I told her. “If you take him, Abigail will be sad and—”

“Gideon, I have to take him. And what do you care?” she asked, not understanding why I was acting like I was. “Anyway, his name has already been crossed out because he’s already dead.”

“No! You have to give him back. There has to be a way. I’ll do anything.” I grabbed her hand to