The Fallen Angel

THE NEXT MORNING

THE NEXT MORNING Joardan open his eyes slowly, and a white bright light is the first thing he saw. He closes his eyes again because the light hurts him.

He saw the vision of his last and only memory, the one where he saw his wings turning to black while he was falling down the sky.

"Am I in heaven?" Joardan ask himself thinking maybe it's all just a dream, that he died in Earth and went back to Heaven. "You're not." He opened his eyes and look to his right side where the voice came from. He saw the couple sitting over the side, waiting for him to wake up.

"Oh, hi." He awkwardly says to the couple. He touches his head when he felt something is in there. "It's a patch, your head bleed from what happened yesterday." The mother says.

'oh, it's not a dream.'

He said in his mind.

"What happened to you? We told you not to go out of this room!" The father said while not looking to him. He doesn't want to see his son, he accepted his kid's death, and now he woke up like he didn't died, like nothing happened.

Joardan touch his father's arm when he got burned.

"Aw!" He said and he put his hand away from his father. The man lookeed to him, thinking what happened. "Why?" He asks. "Your arm is hot... It burned me." Joardan answered while looking to his hand, his father touch his arm, and look to his 'son' knowing that his arm isn't hot, it's just a normal temperature.

His father just didn't say anything, he doesn't want to have a fight with his son again, knowing that the last time they fight, he went missing.

"It's just... I got bored. I can't even have that small technology in your pockets, I always listen to this talking machine about weather that I can't even feel. There's no even a television here, well I learn that word because of this talking machine... And I always lie down in this bed not knowing what to do." Joardan got interrupted when his mother talk. "The small thing in our pockets called phone, and that talking machine your talking about called a radio. How many simple things have you forgotten?"

Joardan doesn't know about a lot of things, names of simple things. He was like in a 1st grade but his humor is from a lawyer. He woke up with one memory and wipe all the things he knew.

"And I am tired, everyday!! Nurses getting my blood! What are you expecting to be found in it? How I become alive? Why? You want me dead? Why you humans just be thankful the I am alive? Why do you have to examine it?" Joardan added. "Because there are a lots of things you don't know. You forgot what happened to you. You forgot everything. We can't tell you what happened, because if we do, nothing's gonna change." His father said. "Fine, just can I have one of those technology in your pocket? A phone? It looks so much fun!" Joardan says. The couple look to each other. "You have one, but it has a password, we can't open it, so do you." His mother said. "Well try me." Joardan said in his sarcastic tone of voice.

His mother is happy that his son came back to life, but now, maybe she's wrong. Her son is a complete different person, this is not the Karl they raise.

Weeks had passed, Joardan is finally out of the hospital, they completed all the blood they need to find the results so they finally let Joardan out. But even his out, all the results are just the same, nothing strange.

Reporters from all the different networks are waiting for Joardan and his

family to come out of the hospital so they can interview Joardan, and ask him a bunch of question.

"Are you sure you want to get interviewed?" Joardan's mom said. "It's fine. I'm alright, and besides, it's just a question, nothing can bring me back to dead." He joke, but his mother didn't laugh. "Okay, I'm sorry."

He and his mother is waiting for his dad to come back. His dad called his lawyer to get a car for them.

Joardan's dad (Michael Norman) is a bussiness man who works with his CEO friends while his Mother (Veronica Norman) is a secretary of her husband's CEO friends. Both of Joardan's parent are working together in just one company.

"They are here!" His father said. "Michael, Joardan... Karl I mean, wants to get interviewed." His mother said to her husband. Michael look to Joardan. "No you can't. We don't know what you're going to say." His father. "Let's go." He get his wife's wrist but Joardan didn't walk. "What are you so afraid Michael? Why can't you let me talk with those humans outside?" Joardan asks.

The couple stops walking and face Joardan. "Now that you are recovered. We can treat you now like a son. Don't call me with my name, because I am your dad." Michael. "Relax daddy. Kidding. Just one question and will go." Joardan said. The couples look to each other and they agreed. "One question."

They walk towards the hospital entrance and reporters are being aggressive because they want to interview Joardan. They all are curious about Joardan's case, curious that they are all obsess on finding out the answeres. Joardan look to each reporters but a blonde girl caught his attention.

"I can only answer one question, and I want to answer that blonde question." Joardan said and point his finger to the girl he saw. He walked towards the girl and the reporters let him walk, they didn't block his way. "No, I-I dont have a question." The girl said. "Fine." Joardan said and turn around, but before he walk towards their service car, she let a question out of her mouth.

"How did you die? Who killed you? And do you remember anything?" Joardan face the girl. "I don't know how I died, but my doctor said that they found a bullet inside my head, so maybe I was shot in the head, not maybe, I was shot in the head. And who killed me? It doesn't matter, I am alive, that's what matters right now, not the killer. I mean, why would you need to find my killer, if I'm not dead, right? Do I remember anything? No. Thanks for the question." Joardan answered and went inside the car. Reporters are banging from the windows, hoping that Joardan will answer all of their question.

The ride back home is just a quiet trip, no one tries to start a conversation, even Joardan who can't shut his mouth is quiet. He just tries to open his old phone that belongs to Karl, up until now he can't figured out what the password is, since the phone doesn't have a fingerprint nor a face ID.

His wallpaper is full of numbers.

He tried every single number combination he knows, but nothing works to open it. "Argggg. It's sucks! Why do I have to put a pin in my phone? I'm sure there's nothing really important here." Joardan said. " No Joardan, you put a pin in your phone, because I am sure there is something in there, that you don't want anyone to see." His father said. "Maybe... Maybe not." Joardan answered.

But in Joardan's mind, what is inside his phone is very interesting. Maybe Karl is really hiding something that he doesn't want for anyone to see. Maybe a secret, connected to why he ended up being dead.

After 1 hour of ride, they finally arrive their home and Joardan is so amaze on what he saw.

A big house with two water fountain on the side.

"Woah, is this really our house?" Joardan asks in amazement. "Yes. Do you like it?" His mother ask. "I don't know, it's too big... Too big for three of us." Joardan says. "Who says that only three of us lives here?" His mother answered.

Four maids went out to help their driver to put all Joardan's thing inside.

"Good morning Ma'am, Sir." The four of them greeted the Norman family and they look to Joardan like they can't believe that he is in front of them, looking back at them. "Oh, so we have a slaves." Joardan says. "They are not a slaves. They are our maids." His father said. "What does maid do?" Joardan asks back. "They help us clean the house and they prepare our meals." Veronica answered, his mother. "So they're slaves." He whispered.

The whole day, nothing really special happened. Joardan watch movies and scared their pet cats and tried to open his phone.

"What is your password Karl?" Joardan asks himself while he keeps trying to open his phone. He doesn't want to give up because of his curiosity that maybe there is something interesting secret that Karl is keeping in his phone. "They said Karl is smart, maybe..." He look back to the phone's wallpaper, looking for some clues. "Why does the other numbers are white, and the other four are red?" Until he figured out what the numbers mean.

He start typing the four numbers that is color red. (1684)

And he scream when it opens.

"I knew it! Why am I so stupid for the last week not knowing that the password is so freaking easy?!"

The door opens and Joardan stop screaming. "Are you alright sir?" A maid asks. "Oh yes I am alright maid, just happy." Joardan said. The maid closes the door and Joardan look back to his phone.

He starts scrolling through apps. "What's so interesting with this?" Joardan asks while still scrolling in it's home page inside the phone. He open the camera and he was so shock when it open and saw his face. "How can I saw my face with this?" Joardan ask but he still taking pictures because he's having fun.

He tap the icon where the picture went. He keeps scrolling and scrolling until he reach his old photos.

It is just full of screenshot and a video appear. He click it and watch it.

"Look the nerd! Eww!" A boy in a varsity jacket said while showing Karl in the video who's full of paint on his body. People are laughing and Karl is crying.

"Well, that's interesting. Why are they treating me like that?" Joardan ask himself. "And why he is okay with it?" Joardan added.

He keeps scrolling and scrolling and another video pop up.

He played it and it just showed a white door with a moaning sound.

"Is he watching p*rn?" Joardan ask.

The moaning still continued until it shows on the video who's the person inside the room.

Joardan was shock when he saw the man on the video. It's his dad but the girl isn't his mom.

"Wow, a cheating husband I guess." Joardan whispered.

He continue watching the video until the lights in his room starts flickering. He look around and was shock when a dark figure with it's wings is looking to him outside the window.

"He really came back..." Joardan whispers..