Meg stood behind a wall, lurking at Cas and Alexia through her field-glass. They were sitting on a terrace eating waffles and drinking milk-shake. Cas looked as if he was drinking heaven itself.
Meg wanted to go to him and explain why she had to run, but she couldn’t without telling him who he was. And she knew she was being watched. She had escaped Crowley’s demons, but it would only be a matter of time before they caught up with her. And if they did she had no chance of defending herself. She had been so stupid to leave the Angel knife at home.
As she was staring through the field-glass a white flash blinded her eyes. “Aahh” she growled as she looked away. She looked at Cas’s table. A few yards ahead, in an alley, Meg could see the glimpse of a young girl. The girl quickly walked away and Meg raced after her. However, when she was at the alley Cas blocked her.
She froze.
“Meg?” Cas said difficult. Alexia was holding his hand.
Meg swallowed and her heart beat painfully in her chest.
Cas recovered himself and took a few deep breaths. “What are you doing here?”
“Emmanuel, I know you’re upset with me, but I can explain” Meg started.
“You promised we would leave together” Cas said mad. “I trusted you”
“I know” Meg said. “And I meant what I said. I really wanted to leave with you. But something came up”
“Like what?” Cas asked uncaring.
“There are people looking for you” Meg started, looking around agitated. “They know we’re friends. They’ve been in my house and threatened me. They wanted me to lure you out, but I didn’t say anything, because I didn’t want you to get hurt. They took me with them, but I escaped”
Cas frowned. “So, you were trying to protect me?” he asked soft.
“Yes, I was” Meg confirmed.
“Well, we can go now” Cas said.
“No, we can’t” Meg said sad. “They know we’re friends. If they find me, they’ll think you’re with me. And so I have to stay as far away from you as possible” She took a deep breath. “I just came here to tell you that you’re being watched and it’s not the same dudes I’m talking about. It’s a girl”
Meg walked away and Cas watched her leave. Alexia pulled his sleeve. He looked down. “Uncle Emmanuel, I don’t think you can trust that lady”
Meg wanted to go to him and explain why she had to run, but she couldn’t without telling him who he was. And she knew she was being watched. She had escaped Crowley’s demons, but it would only be a matter of time before they caught up with her. And if they did she had no chance of defending herself. She had been so stupid to leave the Angel knife at home.
As she was staring through the field-glass a white flash blinded her eyes. “Aahh” she growled as she looked away. She looked at Cas’s table. A few yards ahead, in an alley, Meg could see the glimpse of a young girl. The girl quickly walked away and Meg raced after her. However, when she was at the alley Cas blocked her.
She froze.
“Meg?” Cas said difficult. Alexia was holding his hand.
Meg swallowed and her heart beat painfully in her chest.
Cas recovered himself and took a few deep breaths. “What are you doing here?”
“Emmanuel, I know you’re upset with me, but I can explain” Meg started.
“You promised we would leave together” Cas said mad. “I trusted you”
“I know” Meg said. “And I meant what I said. I really wanted to leave with you. But something came up”
“Like what?” Cas asked uncaring.
“There are people looking for you” Meg started, looking around agitated. “They know we’re friends. They’ve been in my house and threatened me. They wanted me to lure you out, but I didn’t say anything, because I didn’t want you to get hurt. They took me with them, but I escaped”
Cas frowned. “So, you were trying to protect me?” he asked soft.
“Yes, I was” Meg confirmed.
“Well, we can go now” Cas said.
“No, we can’t” Meg said sad. “They know we’re friends. If they find me, they’ll think you’re with me. And so I have to stay as far away from you as possible” She took a deep breath. “I just came here to tell you that you’re being watched and it’s not the same dudes I’m talking about. It’s a girl”
Meg walked away and Cas watched her leave. Alexia pulled his sleeve. He looked down. “Uncle Emmanuel, I don’t think you can trust that lady”
''well it dont seem like nothin'' flame said '' well i like spyro but he already has a mate'' ''OMG shes lookin for a mate better play cool'' flame thought ''well im free'' ''but i got to know ya better b4 i look for a mate'' ''u went for spyro and u dont him yet ether'' true but hes so cute i cant resist'' well do ya wanna hang out'' okay'' lets go to the lake and fish'' ''sure'' at the lake spyro and cynder were already there fishin and ember saw them '' oh great spyro's with that nasty witch cynder again she's the evil one from the dark master wy wood he go out with her'' she thought ''lets go to this spot'' flame said snapping ember out of her trance-like state ''comin'' then cynder said ''woah spyro i caught i big one!'' ''good goin cynder'' ''thats good food for us'' ''tehtehtehteh'' cynder giggled ''u a good fisher too'' ''lets go back to the gardians with the food'' ''okay'' cynder said.
Sometime in our life, everyone must face the fear of rejection and being alone in the big, messed upn world.
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty fans of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. or ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty fans of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. or ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...