Heaven’s Angel
Chapter 1 It was 11pm and Lucy Love was with her two best friends, Tammy Smith and Samantha Harris. They had all gone to school together and then onto college and shared all their ambitions and dreams about what they wanted to be when they grew up. It was Lucy’s twenty-first birthday, so after a party in a pub near her parents’ house they decided to go into town to a nightclub called, ‘The Alexandra’ near the apartment block where Lucy lived. They were drinking cocktails when Lucy’s head started to spin. She turned to her friend Tammy, who was sitting next to her at the bar and said, in a very slow voice, “I feel strange, my head feels like it’s floating on air.” Tammy looked at her and laughed, like it was the funniest thing she had ever heard in her whole life. Then Lucy tapped her other friend Samantha on the shoulder and said, really slowly, “Please help me, I can’t think straight. I think my drink was spiked!” Tammy turned to her and said, while smiling, “I guess it was, so you won’t be needing your birthday money now.” Then she took Lucy’s handbag off her shoulder and opened it up, right in front of her and took all the money out of her purse, most of it had been given to Lucy as gifts for her birthday and then Tammy split it with Samantha. Lucy couldn’t stop them; it was like she was in a dream, everything looked very contorted. She could only look on at what they were doing, then they both laughed at her while she said for the very last time in slow motion, “Please help me I think my drink was spiked.” “Yea, we know it was, sure it was Samantha who spiked your drink,” Tammy said as she high fived Samantha’s hand in the air like they were a tag team. Lucy nearly fell down from her high stool as she tried to walk to the front doors for some air; 5
somehow she managed to reach them and went outside holding onto the wall as she went. But as the night air hit her she felt overpowered by the small pills her so called friends had slipped into her drink when she wasn’t looking. She tried to walk across the road to get to the other side, as that’s where her rented apartment was, but she found she couldn’t, so she tried to crawl on all fours. Then she heard a loud noise and when she turned her head to see where it was coming from she was blinded by the lights of a very large truck, she heard the screeching of brakes, then it was all over and she found herself standing by her own lifeless body hearing the driver shouting, “I never saw her, until it was too late. Why didn’t she cross over at the lights, just down the road? Instead of crossing over in the middle of the main road!” There were people standing over her saying, “Who is she? Call the police and get an ambulance, the poor dear.” She couldn’t believe she was standing over her own dead body, wondering what was going on. Then in an instant she remembered what had happened. Her so called friends had put pills into her drink. Thinking about them, she started floating back into the nightclub to where they were. She was a little bit startled by her new supernatural ability of being able to move just by thinking about the place she wanted to go to and then being there in seconds. She was able to listen into their conversation as Samantha said to Tammy, “With a bit of luck, that loud crash outside will be Lucy, being run over. You know, I always hated that bitch. She was a Miss Goody Two Shoes and excellent at everything. Now she won’t be going anywhere except to the morgue . . . We’re free of her for good hopefully. I always hated the way she followed us around, just because her parents hadn’t any time at all for her, she adopted us as her family, as if we really wanted her as part of our family, stupid bitch.” Lucy never knew they hated her so much, as she had always been nothing but kind to them. It made her feel so angry that she 6
used her new supernatural powers to lift their glasses up off the table by force of will and pour their drinks over their heads. They looked at each other in terror and Tammy screamed, “Let’s get the hell out of here, quick.” They both ran to the front doors of the nightclub, forgetting to collect their jackets from the cloakroom. They ran outside into the commotion that was taking place there. By this time, there was a big circle of people around Lucy’s body. The ambulance had arrived, along with a couple of police cars. The policemen were telling the people to move back, so the ambulance men could take her body away. Tammy and Samantha saw the ambulance men picking up what was left of Lucy from the ground and putting her body on one of their stretchers. The two girls looked at each other and smiled at what they had done to poor Lucy. The police were moving around the crowd asking the onlookers if they knew who the girl was that was being removed from the middle of the road. “No,” came the replies from the crowd of people who were standing on the side of the road. Lucy wondered if Tammy or Samantha would come forward and say she had been with them before the accident, but they didn’t. Samantha tried to get a taxi. She put out her hand looking for one to stop. Lucy floated over to one of the policemen near the girls, she hoped he would hear her as she tried to tell him telepathically, ‘Ask those two girls over there about the girl that died on the road tonight. Look they are trying to get away, don’t let them.’ Then he turned and looked at the two girls, walking towards them as a taxi pulled up alongside where they were both standing. The policeman spoke to them in a country accent and said, “Not so fast girls. I would like to ask you a few questions.” Then turning to the taxi driver he said, “As for you, go on, be off with you.” The taxi picked up a few other people and was gone. Tammy and Samantha looked at each other like their bubble had just burst. The young policeman looked from one to the other and said, “The young woman who was knocked down over there, did you both know her?” 7
At first they didn’t know what to say, then Tammy said, “We came with another friend of ours, but that couldn’t have been her as she left early to go back to her apartment. She wasn’t feeling very well, right Samantha?” “Yes, that’s right; she had a really bad headache and had to leave,” Samantha replied to cover herself. “Alright, and what is your friend’s name?” the policeman asked her, as he started writing down details of what she was saying into his black note book. “What?” Samantha asked him, looking very confused. “I said, what is your friend’s name? Come now it’s not a difficult question to answer,” he said with a serious look on his face. “Oh, her name was Lucy Love,” Samantha replied nervously, while looking down at the ground. “How do you mean, was?” the policeman asked her suspiciously. “It’s just a figure of speech. What I really meant to say was, her name is Lucy Love,” Samantha replied, trying to sound normal. “And where does this friend of yours live?” the policeman asked her in a raised voice. “Just across the street, over there. She lives in one of those fancy new apartments,” Tammy said in an unconfident voice while looking over at the modern apartments. “Alright, just one more question, what was your friend wearing? It’s really just to eliminate her from this enquiry,” the policeman said as he studied them both. “She was wearing a satin blue dress,” Tammy said, her voice starting to break up. “Really, so was the young woman that got killed on the road here tonight. She didn’t appear to have a coat or a bag, isn’t that strange?” the policeman said, as he looked them both up and down while pointing over to the nightclub.“You were both in that nightclub tonight, with your friend, didn’t you say?” 8
“That’s another question!” Tammy said getting uptight. “I was only asking, it’s my job to find out who the dead girl was, and you did say that your friend was wearing a blue satin dress, just like the girl that died on the road here tonight,” Another policeman tapped him on the shoulder saying, “We’re going into the nightclub now, to see if we can find out any information about the young woman, as no one else seems to know, or if they do, they are not talking.” “Could you girls follow me back inside please and show me exactly where it was that you were sitting tonight?” the first policeman asked them in a commanding voice. “No sorry, we’re going home now,” Samantha said crossly, while rolling her eyes. “No, no you’re not going anywhere, not till I know for sure that the girl who got killed tonight wasn’t in that nightclub. Now, as I said, I want you both to show me where it was, you were all sitting,” the policeman said, looking suspiciously at the two of them as they walked ahead of him back into the nightclub. They pointed over to the bar to show where they had been sitting. The other policemen were trying to quiet the revelers in the club and were asking them questions about the girl who was killed outside on the road. They were telling people what clothes she had been wearing hoping to jog people’s memories. The other policeman, who had been talking to the two girls, said to the barman, “Did you see a light brown haired young woman that was dressed in a blue satin dress?” The barman looked at all three of them in a puzzled way and said, “Yes, those two girls were sitting with their other friend and she matches that description alright. They were chatting and drinking together, sure I served them a few rounds of drinks myself. They were drinking cocktails and they all seemed to be getting along just fine. A little while ago she must have left as her stool was empty when I looked at them again . . . That’s all I know.” 9
“And were they sitting in this exact spot by the bar?” the policeman asked him curiously. “No, around the other side of the bar,” the barman said, pointing to three empty stools. There was a coat on the third stool along with a handbag that was lying flat on the floor. The policeman walked over to the stool and picked up the coat and checked the pockets. He found a bunch of keys and then he checked the handbag that was on the ground, finding an empty purse, two credit cards and an identity card showing a colour picture of a girl. He looked at the name and saw in black typed letters, Miss Lucy Love. He said to the two girls in a cross voice, “Why did you lie to me about your friend?” “We didn’t lie, we thought she left,” Samantha said arrogantly. “Well now, I’m bringing you both down to the station for questioning,” the policeman said in a matter-of-fact voice. “But we didn’t do anything wrong!” Tammy said, with the sound of fear in her voice this time. “Then you both won’t mind accompanying my two brothers down to the station,” the policeman said, obviously thinking they were somehow connected to Lucy’s death. Then they left in a police car and Lucy wanted to go to her parents’ house straight away to see if they would be informed about her death. She started gliding through the air, a few feet off the ground. A while later she arrived outside her parents’ house at the same time as the policeman arrived at the front door as she had followed the same route as the police car. It was the same policeman who had gone over to speak to her so called friends. Her Dad opened the front door and invited him into the hall. “What’s wrong?” her Dad asked him with fear in his voice. “Are you Mr Love? The father of Lucy Love?” the policeman asked him in a serious tone of voice. 10
“Yes, I am. Has something happened to our Lucy?” her Dad asked him anxiously as he knew something terrible had just happened. “Can I go inside to your sitting room, please?” the policeman asked him gently. “Sure, it’s through here. Tara, could you please come in here as a policeman is asking questions about our Lucy?” her dad said, as he called for his wife who was in the kitchen cleaning up. She came rushing out of the kitchen into the sitting room and asked in an emotional voice, “What’s wrong? What’s happened?” “Could you please sit down. There’s no easy way of saying this, your daughter Lucy was killed tonight. She was hit by a large truck. The driver didn’t see her until it was too late. So, I need you both to come down to identify her dress and things. She was very badly crushed on impact, so it’s best if you remember her the way she was and not the way she is now,” the policeman said, breaking the news to them both as gently as he could. “And you know it’s her, for sure? Couldn’t it have been someone else that looks very like her?” her mum asked the policeman, nearly in tears. “It’s definitely her. I would never have come here if I had any doubt in my mind. She was with two girls earlier in the evening, they gave me their names as Tammy Smith and Samantha Harris,” the policeman said, reading from his little black note book. “That’s right. They were her friends, although I never really liked them much, as they were sort of lacking in substance, in that they didn’t seem to have any at all,” her Mum said, in an upset voice. “Do you both need to do anything or get anything before we set off?” the policeman asked them both. “No, we’ll go with you now,” her dad said, as he pulled himself up from the armchair and walked out to the front door with his wife walking out behind him. Lucy’s spirit went in the car with them. She found she could read both their minds now 11