Chapter 3

For a while I stand there and watch how his plane flew away....again.
There werent any empty taxi so i decided to walk home what takes about half an hour or more.
Because of the things that happens to me im scared more than i should . Maybe im paranoid. Yes. Probably
I thought im gonna  cut the road just to arrive home earlier. Maybe a didnt have to. I didnt walked here for a long time. The petshop had closed forever and opened a pub. What happened those little pets? Or they ve just moved not closed ? Hopefully . That was my first job..
In front of the pub i was trying to be fast but that moment two drunk man came out. They kept eachother and walked towards me.
"Hey babe! Dont be that fast!" - one of them grabbed my wrist
"Let me go" - I shouted hopefully that someone will hear it but just more drunk people pushed out their ass from the bar.
"Dont frolic" - whispered into me neck and his hands slipped down. My heart beated from the fear.
"Are you deaf? Let her or im going to punch you " - someone yelled next to me then wanted to beat out the soul of him. They started to fight
"look out!" - i screamed. The other man whipped  out a knife of his coat and wanted to attack.The guy who helped me is so familiar but the street lamps werent gave enough light to see him .
He grabbed the drunk man and tossed him into the bar like if he has a super power or i dont know I m sure he flew about 10 meters . Shatters were everywhere on the ground. Most of the people fled away from the locale but i was watching that he is still alive or no. Abruptly a man who must be the same age with the other appeared beside him. He looked down the man's face then looked at the guy who beated him who is on khees on the ground his head turn to face the floor . I wanted to walk there to help but i saw something i will never forget..

At a glance both of them dissappeared.. I walk there to my savior who was still on his knees with his back to me. With my  trembling hand i touched his shoulder and he looked up me. He was at me in the morning.. He stood up against  me . Where he was on his knees there was a little pool of blood.
 "Did he cut you?" - I reached alarmed to his hand but he pulled away. - "Thank you." - i said
 Everything is ok?!"
 "Everything until you are ok too"-he said
 "Im Diana"
"I know" - He smiled - Im Zayn. Come with me im gonna take you home

Chapter 1

I drunk my morning caffee then I arrived at 9 to start my work I tried to hold my audiences'  soul to entertain them. I found my job. I think i love it.
I went home by taxi and the driver is  listening to my lovely friend Liam on the radio. Suddenly i heard a familiar song. My cousin's song. Lego House by Ed Sheeran. He is on tour. He is the only one who knows what happens with me. He want to help me and do what he can if he is at home. But now i can beware myself.
I payed to the driver then i ordered pizza. Im trying to be healthy but today doesnt matter . Until the pizza come Im going to the a short bath. I don"t live in a big flat cause Im alone but the view  is gorgeous. Its near to the Hyde park. In the bathroom the furnitures are calm brown and there is a medium mirror above the tap. I walked there to wash down my make-up and when i looked up i felt like, like my blood have been frozen my heart beated faster and I didnt want to turn around. I was scared . A man stood next to the shower and he stared at me smiling. It was only a moment . By the time i was brave enough to turn around I saw nobody. I went closer where the stranger stood but there was only a feather. Again.
I found a similar to this beside me in the hospital after  the fire. . . I haven't talked about that.. .About 5 months ago i worked in a restaurant. Just me and the chef were inside. He didnt extinguish the oven what was burning with biggest flame and the room burst into flames.
The fire expanded  and that asshole left me there. .  he doesnt even tried to save me . My lung slowly filled up with smoke. I thought this is my story's end . I didnt  see anything. Everything became insignificant  and i couldnt even think. Somebody stood next to me and i didnt felt the anymore ground under my .Then i thought im died but not ..The next time i woke up in the hospital on my blanket with a similar feather but that was more . I dont know who saved my life  . .i cant  thank him  . .
But the feathers i found almost every day . . . Who can explain me? And the man who appears in the mirror ? Im gonna be crazy? Or if i know myself that im crazy that means im not ? The doorbell directed me back to the reality.  Pizza
I payed then i closed the door in front of the woman. poor... okay  nevermind

The other part of the day I didnt do any interesting thing just did the topic for  tomorrow to the radio programme.  I just hold a cup of hot tea on the balcony and  watched tonight's lights. I talked with Ed minutes ago. I didnt talk him or somebody else  about the strange activities.. Maybe he d think that im doing drugs again or im not normal. ...probably im gonna go to a psychologist. I took down the cup to the table and i wanted to smoke for the first time since that things happened to me but the wind flew out of my hand the whole box. I was angry a bit then i wanted to walk inside to another box but the door slapped in front of me
"These are bad for you" - a voice whispered to me what made me nervous.I know that voice! What the heck is happening to me? I was close to start to cry . Why me?  Whats this? Ghost? Someone's evil soul tries to scare me? I didnt hurt anyone . . .
I sit down in the balcony's door and sobbed in choking voice. I didnt bold to let my tears out. Suddenly i felt like when my parents covered me  i felt warm and calm. But it was clear that two hands tried to hug me and   and want me to calm . It was good but then i realized. . I stood up and wanted to quickly ran into but i ran into the closed door and hurt my head and i dont remember anything else

Prologue

Diana Edwards

It has started for about 4 years ago..when i was a child but then i didn't notice..
4Years ago i was obsessed with drugs . Before i would turned into my 18th year i went away.
Why?
I couldn't look into my parents eyes...i sold their things just to buy the drugs. Im feeling myself terrible because of the memories. I left them in Sheffield and i escaped here. I live in London. I miss them but i'm scared that they dont want to see me never again.
I remember how i said no to the drugs.....i met with a guy. I dont remember his face but he saved me from myself.  It was only 5 minutes and he only said that: "Dont do drugs. Its bad for you" - while he touched my shoulder then he disappeared. But i remember how he smelled i mean i would know if i smell that. But i dont think he was the only one who used that parfume, but i dont smelled similar to that .
That night when i met him i couldn't look at the drugs anymore. And that night i escaped from my parents and never looked back. I left them a note about how much im sorry..I didnt know what im doing
Now im 20 and im working at the radio station.
When i moved here something came with me
I dont know what is this but its always next to me..always with me.
Since im alive..i know because i felt but since i went away this thing is more active. Sometimes i find feathers in my flat but its not a bird's. Its much bigger .  I dont know whats happening to me. But there is something what im in sure. Its paranormal, unnatural....