Fan Fiction ❯ Angel ❯ Watching ( Chapter 1 )

 

 

a little poem thing that just had to write down.

 

its just based on how overwhelmed i feel sometimes.

 

no . . . these things never happened to me . . .

 

Disclaimer- i own everything.

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“These feelings that are trapped inside,

They eat at me.

I feel them gnawing in my chest.

I fear for my sanity sometimes”

 

 

My favorite song belted through my ears. Maybe belted isn't the best word, more like harmonized with my heart. I could feel my heart in the rhythm.

 

I love music. Music that I could listen to for hours. Music that I can connect to. That I can know the words to because it's like I made them up because that's how I feel.

 

I used to express my feeling to parents in music. If I feel angry, I'll pop in something were the singer is mad at there parents. If I am happy, I play a happy song.

 

Music is just special. It make's you feel calm.

 

 

Now, I look over a new family.

 

 

Mom's in the front seat. No radio on. Dad's driving. Hannah and her friend Beck are in the back seat.

 

I don't know were I am. Somewhere between the sun and the ground. That's all.

 

Mom is dead quiet, Dad is silently asking her to talk. Hannah is an idiot. Pretending she has no idea that Mom is on the edge. Mom works hard, too hard. Sometimes she is a zombie, living off of low-calorie bars. Other times she is a clown, with a happy smile painted on her face to hide the worry warts and stress marks.

 

I feel bad for her.

 

I feel worse for Dad. He stays home, worried if today will be the day she snaps. Trying to make it perfect so Mom wont get angry and have even more stress. He tries to get Hannah to talk to her, knowing that that will be the only thing that gets her through the day. Hannah's voice. It makes her feel happy.

 

I don't know where they're going. I just decide to fallow. Not like I have anywhere else to go. It makes me feel alone.

 

I think there going out to eat. That's good, I think it will be fun. I wonder why Beck came. Probably the only way to get Hannah out with her parents. It's really sad.

 

It makes me feel sad.

 

 

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They go to some Italian place.

 

I could tell Hannah wanted to go to a Mexican place. She'll pout the whole dinner. Beck won't know what to do, so she'll pout too.

 

Mom will be a clown.

 

Dad will cry when he gets home.

 

It makes me feel guilty.

 

 

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Dinner was okay. Hannah wasn't that bad. She got the number of a cute waiter when no one was looking.

 

Beck saw though.

 

She's jealous.

 

When they get home, the house is dark. They leave it dark. Just for a while though, to soak it all in. Then Dad turns on the light and they head in.

 

Hannah and Beck immediately go up stairs.

 

Mom sits at the counter.

 

Dad wants to join her but is worried she'll yell.

 

She won't.

 

She wants him to sit next to her. Wants him to rub her back and say that it will be okay. But she doesn't say it.

 

Dad leaves with a “Good night”.

 

Mom doesn't cry. She doesn't need to cry. It makes her feel stupid.

 

 

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Morning comes early.

 

Hannah and Beck aren't up yet.

 

Dad is in the kitchen with his head in his hands.

 

Moms is pretending to be asleep, shutting her eyes closed so hard that it hurts. She doesn't know that everyone can hear her shallow breathing.

 

Hannah and Beck have cereal when they get up. Mom has a protein bar. Dad doesn't eat. It makes him feel better.

 

 

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They take Beck home. She has a normal house. It looks just like their house.

 

When they get home, Hannah wants to shop with some more friends. Mom says yes. Dad says no. Mom is a zombie and gives into the no.

 

Hannah starts crying and shouting. She pushes past Dad and shuts her door. She feels angry. Dad is just exhausted.

 

Mom goes to balance the checkbook. She did bad this year. Barley enough money. No on cares any more. They want stupid words that don't make sense.

 

Dad struggles with Hannah. Dad knows more about her than she thinks. He can tell she did something. Something that she regrets and needs to tell. It makes him feel disappointed in her.

 

Hannah doesn't talk for a while. She feels scared.

 

Dad looks at her in the eye. Hannah opens her mouth and starts to tell.

 

She's pregnant.

 

Mom's a musician. Dads a stay at home. Hannah is a 16 year old.

 

Sad. Pathetic. Scared. Overwhelmed. Normal.

 

That's the kind of people we watch over. Even though we angels can't do anything to help, we still watch.

 

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its short, weird, but can u still leave a review ?

 

please . . . desperate