Chapter One

"Mommy don't go! Stay here with me!" cried out a little girl, about the age of five.

"Mommy and daddy have to sweetie. We will be back in a few days," said a woman about in her late thirties.

"Don't! I don't want you to go. You may not be back in a few days."

"Angel listen to daddy. We'll be okay. Kalina here is going to watch you," said a man in his earlier thirties.

"But . . ."

"No buts," said the man. "We will be back." He kissed the little girl on the forehead before walking towards the car, waiting for them. The woman gave the little girl a hug and walked towards the car. The girl had no choice but to watch her parents ride away in a car, leading to their deaths.

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Angel woke up in a cold sweat dead in the night. She hated having that dream, as if it was a reminder that it was her all her fault that she let her parents die that same day. She was only five years old and she saw their deaths before her eyes, two days before it actually happen. Angel got up and headed towards the large window in her part of the apartment she shared with her god sister, Kalina. She took a quick glance at the two armbands tattoos on her right arm, one for her mom and one for her dad.

"I tried mom and dad. I really did." Angel thought to herself.

She hated her life and her strange abilities. She couldn't even visited her parents' grave sites without passing out due to shortness of breath. She couldn't touch a person either without seeing future or past events flashing before her eyes while having a painful headache. Kalina and Damon were the only two people who understood her and let her be.

She walked away from the window and went back into her bed, hoping she would have a different dream. Or have that dream about a guy she was able to touch with no fear of pain.