I looked at her weirdly, "What. Where did you get that idea..", "It was always just something I thought of when I heard about the myths; speaking of the myths; you said I am an Angel, so if I were an Angel..where are my wings then? That is if Angels have wings..which I think they do.." I laughed, "That is well..thinking of it when I turned twenty-one, they just appeared but it is because I was told that I'd have to snap my fingers. So I'm guessing it's just that you need to snap your fingers since you're already twenty-one. And or maybe it's a waiting game.." She looked at me with arms crossed, "So just a snap of fingers..interesting.."

She had mumbled as I told her to warn me also if she was in pain in the shoulder blades since that is where the wings would be. "Ok. So if  I snap and get wings..what if there are no wings, does that mean I am a wingless angel.." I raised a brow, "Okay stop thinking what ifs..it's not a good habit.", "Right..sorry but.." I laughed and held her hand, "What did I-", "Stop with the over thinking I know..its' a force of a habit.." She laughed nervously, "Look, not every creature is made and ready to fly, like I could fly..but overall I choose not to due to reasons and it takes up a lot of energy .." I snapped my fingers as her eyes widened seeing my wings springing out from my back, "Doesn't that hurt..", "First time yes..but overtime no..it gets numb." I released one of her hands, "So I am gonna prove to you that the myths are wrong, along with other ones. As this one says, our feathers are truly sharp enough to prick you and maybe kill you.."

She gulped as I laughed, "I'm kidding they won't kill you nor are sharp..", "I shouldn't.." I grabbed a feather, and placed it in her palm. She rubbed her fingers between the feathers. "Well?", "You were right." she muttered, "I know I was. And my advice for you going forward is to live without fear as if you live in fear and believing in every myth, it will mess with your reality.." It was strange for me to know that myths can change a person's perspective on life. As it was like if you lived without fear and believed in every myth there is, you won't see how life truly is more than that.

"So why don't you keep my feather, think of it as a memorable moment between us.." I laughed as she closed her hand. "And so you know from what the truth is versus what is a myth.." I looked at her as she smiled, "Aside from that, I was thinking since maybe your wings aren't ready to show, what if I can take you on a small trip.", "Where would this small trip be?" she raised a brow,"It's a place not really in Downtown Oakheart but somewhere near there. There's a place I know you will be safe and also loved." She looked at me strangely when I said the word safe. "Safe? Safe from what?" I looked frazzled, "Well for starters safe from your mom and Colorado, I mean Colton." She sighed. "I promise you'll be fine..just here's a tip from a family friend who also taught me to fly..just don't let go..", "Wait what do you mean. It's it always not to look down?! And you said it was a small trip!?"

I picked her up bridal style, "Another thing to remember is to look at me and just breathe..I promise you that I got you..I won't ever let you out of my sight." I bent my knees and jumped in the air. I was then floating in mid air not high off the ground. "See not so bad? Would you want to go higher?" She held onto my hand, "Ok. But just don't drop me.." I nodded, "I won't.." I flew slowly to the limit where the clouds could touch us. I floated around and flew near La Papillion rooftop. "See what I tell you? It was going to be a short trip,"

She laughed nervously, "and I didn't drop you.", "It was short but how do you not get caught..wont people freak out when they see a person just flying in mid air." I looked at her, "Yes but, I would then transform into one of those gray-eyed hawks beforehand.." She looked at me with a head tilted, "What. Really?" I laughed, "No. I'm kidding. I will actually just go back down to the nearest building..and or head to my second home away from home as fun fact not everyone can see those who have wings.." She raised a brow, I laughed more and looked at her. "I'll teach you how to fly at some point and make it less scary than it seems." I then planted my feet on the ground on top of the roof.

I took her hand and led her towards a fire escape with a ladder leading down to the ground. She followed me down as before we left the alleyway, I snapped my fingers, and the wings were gone. We walked out and I smiled, "Maya. I would like you to know that this is my mother's place.." I said while walking in front of the place. She raised a brow, looking at the name while also trying to pronounce it. "La Papillion. What does La Papillion stand for?", "La Papillion translates to being known as The Bitterfly."

Bitterfly wasn't exactly a  word. It was better known as Butterfly, but every time I saw that it always has a different outcome to its meaning. "The Bitterfly? You sure it's not The Butterfly." I nodded, "Yeah pretty sure it means The Bitterfly..like I said it's a home away from home." I laughed, "No matter how many times I have told you and your sister, it doesn't stand for that..no matter how many times you tell the locals..it does stand for The Butterfly..", "I know Ma, I know." my mom laughs, "So who's this lovely lady Jay..", "Oh so you go by Jay do you.." I shrugged, "Only my mom calls me that and sometimes Rosemary," Maya chuckled, "Oh. Right. Ma this is Mariah..Mariah this is my ma, Candi.." My mom looked at Maya.

"So you're the famous Mariah..oh it's so good to meet you.." she hugged Maya. "It's nice to meet you, Candi.." mom smiled, "It's nice to meet you too dear..Oh which reminds me Rosemary is out now so she'll be back later.." I raised a brow. "Where did she go? She was with us at the beach and then said she's going to the you know who's house..cause I had the key." I mentioned that mom looked at me strangely. "She was there but then she came here to tell me that she would be out somewhere in more of the East Oakheart..meeting someone at the place known as Vanilla Cakes. She was also supposed to get a cake for you. Let's just hope she didn't order Muddy Rum..that was horrible from last year..it tasted like pure alcohol and not enough chocolate." 

I nodded in agreement as it always ended up with too much rum and not enough chocolate. Though when I looked over at Maya, her eyes were widened. "You okay my dear.." she had turned on her heel and walked away. "Was it something I said?" Mom questioned, "I don't think so.." she looked at me, "Well. Go see what's up.." I nodded, "Maya!" I yelled her name as I began to run towards her as she got pretty far. She looked me in the eyes facing towards me. "Hey. You okay? What's wrong?", "It's nothing.." I took her hand, "What's wrong.." she sighed, "The bakery your mom mentioned, Vanilla Cakes. That is where Colton works and every year he would give me a cake from there each year on my birthday." I frowned, "well almost every birthday."

She muttered, "I know it seems hard. When you are used to doing traditions it is hard to transition into life without it, here are a couple of suggestions I am gonna give you. The first is maybe if he had such a big impact on you and you feel like you need to get him out of your mind but can't. Then don't, keep those memories even if it's hard to deal with what happened in the past..even if it takes a long time.."

She nodded, "Is there a second option..like literally anything that when one becomes an Angel or whatever supernatural creature can help remove memories? I just want him out for good even the good parts that will just remind me of bad. I don't want him to be the only reason I think of him, being my almost murder, I want him to be like non-exists." I had sighed, "I had the same feeling..I only wanted to remember my dad for the good parts and not the bad. But no there isn't..I was told to try hypnosis..but I heard you may need a profes-.." She released my hand from hers and started to walk away. Again. I didn't understand why she kept leaving when an appearance of emotions came up. It was maybe like she was fearing my reaction to them.

"Maya..its' okay to feel emotions.." When she had reached a point halfway between me and her, she was in the middle of the sidewalk just frozen and standing still. But when I took a tiny step forward, she made a run for it down the sidewalk. "Shoot!" She was going further away from La Papillion and into West Oakheart. Rumor had it was more scary than Downtown District Oakheart. I ran after her trying to get through the crowd of people. When looking ahead, people had started walking in front of her, in the cross road illegally. I bet she pressed the button to walk and waited for it to turn to be able to walk since that was more legal than the others were doing it. "Mariah!" I yelled trying to push people out of my way.