[ WP ] One day your guardian angel appears and tells you about all the kick-ass protection you 've been getting .

I was standing on the top of the rock that I had known since childhood, that faced the ferocious tides of the Bay, trying to look to the other side, where maybe someone else was doing the same thing. 
 
 I used to come here as a kid and watch these waves for hours, as, they hit the rocks and flew in every direction through the air. The slanted stone was my spot, that I had since outgrown, though I still squeezed into the small grove that was high enough to overlook the water without much danger, though the water sometimes pushed itself halfway up and drenched my socks. 
 
 I'd daydream that there was a secret entrance that only I knew about, with a dirtbike at the entrance that I would drive underground to the otherside of the water and be free to do as I wanted. I've ridden many bikes since, though they never seemed to touch the thrill of the products of my imagination. 
 
 I took a spliff from my pocket and I lit it after a few tries with a book of matches. I inhaled and allowed my back to ache as it bent within the grove. 
 
 I heard a few footsteps behind me, which surprised me as most do n't bother to come to this spot anymore, the old wooden stairs had rotted and broken years ago, if people wanted to see the water they usually just went to the beach a few miles down, which was n't lined with jagged rocks and seaweed. 
 
 Thats when I saw him. He didnt look like much. He wore an old jean jacket and had greasy black hair that went down to his shoulders, and a pair of ripped jeans. He looked like someone you might expect to see playing a guitar uptown for coins on the weekend. I was n't sure if it was him or the white widow, but I felt a certain comfort when he was approached. 
 
 `` Hey Kid'', he walked toward me and took the remainder of the joint out of my hand and inhaled it. `` You know who I am?'' 
 
 I knew who he was. He did n't look the part but I felt it. `` You do n't look like much for a guardian angel'' 
 
 `` Yeah well, I would n't say much about yourself either buck, especially for a valedictorian of the top university on the East Coast.'' He took one last final inhale and flicked the rest.'' 
 
 `` Why are you here''. I asked 
 
 Could ask you the same thing, but I know the answer. You came down here to swallow that bottle of pills in your pocket. I came here to tell you to fuck off'' 
 
 I quickly reached my hand into my shorts, but there was nothing there. 
 
 You have no idea kid how much I've been here for you, and you're ready to just throw all our hard work away. I felt bad for you, and I broke the rules for ya. I almost got myself fired from the guy up top several times for all the shit I did for you. He thinks I intervened too much, but I thought you just needed a nudge in the right direction to get your shit together'' 
 
 He smirked. `` Hell, who do you think helped you be inspired to be a writer when you were five? You think alcoholic dads normally buy there kids piles of books? Hell no, I made him find the gift card, and that was one thing he couldnt swap for booze.'' 
 
 I stared at him blankly. 
 
 I made sure that he fell off that deck to his death a few years ago too. Its just what that asshole deserved and we both know it. He fucked you up enough times and I was sick of it. 
 
 The angel started to pace back and forth, before sitting beside me on the stone. `` That deadbeat girl friend of yours, I made her interested in another guy, she was no good for ya. I made sure you broke both of your arms on the football field, and saved you from a life in a wheel chair. I made sure the pharmacy was suspicious of you when you asked for more refills on your painkiller prescription. And here you are now, after all the work I did, you spit in my face.'' 
 
 Well I got to tell you Fran. There's only so much I can do. You know what I had to do for the last guy I was assigned? I helped him find a bottle of water when he was dehydrated one summer! That's it, after eighty year!'' 
 
 `` When I got promoted, there was a huge backlash from the council. Thought a coke head had no place working as a guardian angel, especially getting the position over a former priest. But what have those other hallmark faced guys ever suffer though beside missing mass that one week in 87, maybe they feel bad for stealing that chocolate bar when they were eight. Its easy to be a saint when you have everything handed to you. They cant relate to the fuck ups who really need help. I pulled myself out of the dirt and cleaned up my life when the whole world spit on me.'' 
 
 `` And that's why your'e starting to piss me off kid. I know your life has n't been perfect or what you thought it might be at this point, but you have every opportunity in the world in front of you. You just have to learn to put your middle finger up to everyone who thinks they can tell you what to do and follow your own path. Do n't touch another fucking drug kid. You need a will to live, theres only so much I can do. The best thing I can do for you now is to leave forever, and let you start to direct your own life. 
 
 He dusted himself off and began to walk away. 
 
 `` Dont fuck it up kid. The truth is no one here really cares to help. 
 
 He got on a motorcycle that I had n't noticed on the beach moments before, and drove off through a tunnel under the Bay.
