“No! Lyla!” Jonah screamed, he was screaming and he realized it was bright, noisy, as if he transferred from the cold waters to a place where noisy and chatter gave through. It was the hospital room, no the emergency room, he opened his blurred eyes, looking around for her, trying to stay awake even though heavily sedated. he got the courage to get up, yet there was people pressing down on him, some was saying as if surprised “he’s alive”
Again Jonah thought, where the hell is Lyla, strapped again on the mouth an oxygen mask, he turned his head left and right looking for his dear one he couldn’t find her. Still fighting the hands around him, breathing heavily panicked, he suddenly saw the two angels in his dreams or he thought was a dream.
They were just standing there. He thought they might be waiting for the right time to take him away from this madness. Next to them was a bed with a girl, a girl he knew and loved. Lyla. She was strapped to an oxygen mask, and people surrounding her trying to resuscitate. The next thing he knew, they had her jacked up with cables everywhere. They were panicking. Letting her oxygen mask off. She didn’t make it. They gave up. The angels were looking down on her, ready to take her.
“No don’t take her, take me instead!” Jonah yelled in anger. He took her hands somehow. Her hand was cold as stone. He couldn’t take anymore and the nurses sedated him once more to keep him away from further destruction.
But this time both of them had gone somewhere peaceful. The two angels who never were named in this story was Kayla and Kayleen were talking, seemed more like a murmur. The blond Kayleen was pacing or more gliding back and forth frustrated yet graceful and content at the same time said, “How could this happen? It could’ve been a fair share!” she sounded like singing yet she was bellowing to her sister Kayla. The black winged Kayla just smiled.” I guess Father has a different way of seeing things.” She added, “and I won this bet.”
The blond white winged Kayla pouted but then had to fly around the world on earth we should say for 8 times. She was exhausted by the time she came back, with Kayleen waiting and said, “Father sent his regards, maybe next time. These two still needs to be on earth.”
Gracefully Kayla just swayed though mad bellowed, “but why?”
Kayleen answered with a smile so dark, “they still have compassion that the world lacks nowadays.”
Somewhere far from the two confusing angels who were dueling never-endingly, the two lovebirds were quietly breathing hold on to the last pieces of what the call compassion and their dear life.
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