Feather of an Angel: Chapter 3.6

A little more painful was quite an understatement. In fact, Christian long would have started screaming in pain if his mother hadn’t been upstairs. Why did he even agree?

“Are you… alright?” Angelica asked as she finally set down the hydrogen peroxide. Christian grit his teeth as he tried to recover. No wonder why she never spoke and anyone. That curse really messed things up.

“I’m fine.” He finally mumbled.

“I tried healing your bruises a little. I think that cause a little more pain than I thought.”

“You can heal things? Is this part of your curse too?”

Angelica nodded.

“I can do anything I want, but once it becomes humanly impossible, I get repercussions even if it’s neither good nor bad.”

“So technically you can fly?”

“Yeah.” Angelica shrugged as if it were no big deal. “But I also would have to dig a hole in the ground just as deep as how high I flew.”

Christian winced.

“That takes the fun out of it.”

“Yeah.” She sighed. “I had to learn that the hard way.”

Christian looked up at the clock.

“Well, it’s getting late. We have school tomorrow.”

Suddenly, Angelica paled.

“My library book! It’s still at home!”

Christian shook his head.

“I’ll go fetch it tomorrow. You need sleep right now.” He got up examining his bruises as he walked away, surprise and awe written all over his face. “You’re right… They really are smaller now…”


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