Look at Me

Gabriel watched the couple walk out of the Police Station. The boy who smelled like him and the angel girl. He had to admit he was surprised.
They looked SO…
So completely NOT like each other. It was like watching the night and the day walk together or maybe the moon and the sun.
The boy looked brooding and sullen. He looked exactly like Gabe knew he did half the time. But who wouldn’t looked pissed if they turned into a dog? Not exactly the most awesome superpower. Hell, it wasn’t even a super power at all. It was more like getting royally fucked by life. Yeah, sure you could be normal, but nooooo….
That would be way to easy.
And then the girl…
She was beauty, light, and what on earth was she doing with him?
Well, maybe that was the reason. Maybe she was trying to brighten the night..
Gabriel watched them move toward the curb. They spoke in tensely quiet undertones. Both of their faces were twisted in expressions of frustration. Again he wondered what had brought them together…
And what was tearing them apart at that very second.
It wasn’t exactly difficult to guess though. How could an angel and monster possibly exists in the same world together? How could the light ever survive in the darkness?
Gabe felt uncomfortable sitting so close to their OBVIOUSLY private discussion, but at the same time he wanted to run over to the boy. He wanted to just face him and ask “Are you like me?”
Because for the longest time he’d asked himself, Is anyone like me?
Hold the fuck STILL, he told himself. They’re clearly having some kind relationship bitch fit and you are not going to run over there and run your mouth.
Twitching his legs and repeatedly cracking his knuckles he stared at the small cracks in the sidewalk, trying to resist the urge to jump to his feet.

***

“Paige,” Hayden said slowly. She was still avoiding his eyes, just like everyone did. So, he placed his hand on the curve of her jaw and gently made her look up. His voice sounded odd and hoarse even to his own ears as he whispered, “I didn’t kill her Paige. You have to believe me. It was Jack, my step-father. He…he’s the one who hurt me…He murdered her.”
Paige’s voice shook as she said, “You don’t have to tell me this…if you don’t want to…”
“I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t, but I just…I don’t want you to think that I would ever-”
“Hayden, stop,” she said sharply cutting him off.
Oh God, he thought. This is the part where she walks away. This is the part where Preppy-Perfect-Paige goes back to her previously un-fucked up life. I knew it was too good to ever be real…
Then she spoke. Her clear voice was extremely serious as she said, “I’ll admit when I first heard about you mother I was…shocked. Because you never told me exactly who did this…”
She paused as her fingers lightly brushed the scratches on his cheek. Then she said, “But, Hayden you have to know, no matter what, I wouldn’t think badly of you. The whole story might take a minute to process, but I’m only human. You just need to TELL me what happened. Please.
You can trust me..”
“I do trust you Paige, but I’m pretty sure that soon your going to realize what a freak I am and run as far and as fast away as you can,” he said brokenly.
“Hayden, I’m right here,” she said wrapping her arms around his stomach. “I promise I’m not running anywhere.”