"what about your life?"
"This is my life."
I tried not to cringe. I'd never been able to keep a serious relationship and turns out I was already in one. I couldn't stand people depending on me, not that Keith was depending on me. I just didn't want anyone to care about me or entwine their lives so fully with mine. Even to myself I was unstable, hearing voices of my dead parents and keeping deadly secrets. I just didn't want to be responsible for anyone getting hurt due to my messed up life. And now Keith was...eck.
"Really, that's your life? being bound to me?" I asked.
"Does it bother you?" He asked.
"Um." I sighed. "Little bit."
"I'm not desperate." Keith added. "I just don't see what it is that is bothering you."
"You..." I tried to find some way to explain my discomfort but instead of an explanation I realized or finally accepted the fact that Keith was not human. He didn't think like me, he probably didn't have personal space issues or the same notion of intimacy or the wordbound.
I changed the subject to something I could understand.
"So is this you?" I gestured to his body. "Is this yours or do angels possess people too."
"This is what I came in, yes. I suppose if I were born here this would've been my form." He said.
"Oh. Wait, you could've been born here? How? is there like this whole choosing point before you're born, you go to heaven, you go to earth?" I asked.
"Sort of but not how you think." He said.
"Well." I prompted.
He made an uncomfortable face.
"When you die still within the age of innocence you become a guardian angel and when your ward dies you take their soul into the spirit world. Your ward goes his own way and you go yours."
"When is the age of innocence over?" I asked.
"babies, babies who die are still innocent."
"So like a miscarriage? Oh, infantile diseases?" I asked.
"Yeah," He paused. "Actually I was...I was aborted."
"You were..." I didn't know what to say. "I'm so sorry."
"I would've been two years older than you." He said.
"So how old are you now then?" I asked.
"Twenty four, same as you."
I frown. How was that possible. I didn't feel like asking.
"Keith, I'm really sorry." I said once more feeling inexplicably guilty for his death seeing as he was my guardian angel.
"It's not your fault. Besides I like my life, hanging out with you was pretty cool."
"We hung out?" I asked.
He laughed but didn't answer.
"So possessed chess pieces huh?" Keith said moving pawn across the board to mow threw my front line.
"I can resurrect them." I said taking the hint. He was done talking about his job.
I tried to image what Keith would've been like as a human, but it was incredibly hard. He wasn't like anyone I'd ever met. There was nothing ordinary about him, he was so far from being human that it was...beautiful.