I fiddled with my hands happily as I sat in the car. I didn't know why I was suddenly really nervously, but I couldn't keep still. Maybe it was because I was finally going to know the truth. I looked at Namjoon from the corner of my eye and saw that he was sightly scowling as he drove the car, gripping the steering wheel hard. Geez, was he really that mad? I don't really see how it was a big deal. "So, where is this place." I asked, trying to ease the tension in the car. "We're almost there don't worry." He said flatly, not taking his eyes off the road. I sighed softly, and laid my head in my hand, looking out the window. Do I seriously have to apologize for something I didn't even do? After a few minutes of silence I sighed again annoyed. Guess I do. "I'm sorry, ok" I said, looking out the corner of my eye. "I didn't mean to make you mad. I really didn't see Jimin at our house." I said, keeping my eyes on him to see his reaction. He didn't even flinch and kept looking out the window. Idiot. Take my stupid apology. I rolled my eyes after I still got no response and looked out the window "Fine be that way." I mumbled annoyed. - Namjoon sighed heavily as we walked into the house and set down his keys on the kitchen table. "Go sit on the couch. I'm going to call the guys." Oh, now he talks to me I thought flatly. I nodded anyway and followed his orders. I was going to ask what 'guys' he was referring too, but I'm guessing he wouldn't answer anyway. I heard him quickly run upstairs and no later then three seconds later I heard a stampede of footstep hustle down the stairs. I curiously looked at the stairs and saw the three guys that Namjoon was talking to in the hall a few days ago: Hoseok, Jin and Taehyung. They all cautiously looked at me as they quickly filed into the living room, sitting around me on the other furniture. "So, I'm guessing you guys have something to do with my memories?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at them as they nodded slowly back at me. Namjoon came in a few seconds later and sat right next to me. I instantly scooted a few seats to the right. If he wasn't going to accept my apology then he's sure isn't going to sit next by me. "Having girl troubles?" Taehyung smirked, looking at Namjoon's stressed face. "Shut up Tae. She doesn't even know yet." Taehyung instantly shut his mouth and sat back. "Ok, so are you guys going to tell me or not?" I asked, looking at them. Taehyung, Hoseok and Jin all looked at Namjoon, obviously waiting for him to start. Well, my dad did say that it was his place to tell me so I reluctantly turned to face him too. Namjoon sighed a little and turned his body to me, looking directly into my eyes. "Soooo um, would you believe me if I said that I was an angel?" Eh, what? I quickly darted my eyes back and forth from the guys and Namjoon, seeing if he was actually being serious. None of them were smiling, making it seem that he was actually telling me the truth. I didn't know what to say really so simply shook my head no. "What if I told you that you were kidnapped by Devils for your blood. Would you believe me?" I shook my head again. None of this was making sense to me. Namjoon sighed again slightly. "I know it's hard to believe, but your friend that you made is a devil. His friends and him kidnapped you and we couldn't find you for five months." Hoseok said, leaning back in his chair. "Technically you were pronounced dead by the cops." Jin added. I just stared blankly at Namjoon and his friends as they talked. Are they talking about Jimin? (Weirdly enough, somehow this reminded me of my dreams.)It would make crazy sense if I really thought about it. Namjoon suddenly looked at Jin. "Show her that I'm being serious." Jin nodded his head back and got up from where he was sitting and walked to a spot where there was a a lot of room. "What are you doing?" I asked, baffled. "Just watch." Namjoon commanded, nodding his head towards Jin. I moved my eyes towards the Jin standing and saw how he simply rolled back his shoulders and a set of pearly white wings retracted out of his back. The wings instantly ripped two giant slits in his shirt and expanded ten feet each way. I widened my eyes and let my mouth drop open at the sight. What was I looking at!? This can't be real, can it? I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Nope. I wasn't dreaming. "No way." I mumbled, standing up. I walked over to where Jin was standing and placed both my hands on his right wing, feeling the lightness of the feathers ruffle through my fingers. "Are you all angels?" I asked, as I felt the thick, strong bones that molded the shape of his wing. I heard all the guys get up simultaneously and turned my eyes to watch them fan out, rolling back their shoulders and slowly jolting out their own white wings. I instantly let go of holding Jin wings and went up to all of them, making sure that they were all real. I'll take that as a yes. I looked to where Namjoon was standing and immediately forgot that we were fighting and went up to him, putting my hands on his wings. I felt him immediately stiffen when my hands touched, like he wasn't expecting me go up to him. I looked up to see what was the matter. "What's wrong?" I asked. "You touched me." He mumbled, a little perplexed. "Ya and?" I said, raising my eyebrow. Namjoon suddenly smiled, his dimples showing and his personality changing completely. "That means your mom lifted the restriction on me." He instantly turned around to face me and wrapped his arms around me, crushing me into a tight hug. My face turned a slight pink at the close contact, and saw as his wings wrapped around us, almost like a shield. Ok, I'm confused now. Is he not mad at me anymore? "Um, you said that they were my parents again." I said, guilty breathing in his scent from his shirt. Ok, so maybe I was passed our argument when I saw him smile. He laughed slightly to himself "we're not really related." I gasped and pushed myself away from him. "We're not related?" I stuttered slightly, looking him in the eye. "No, it was a lie to keep the truth away from you. I'm...actually your guardian angel." Namjoon retracted his wings back stood back a little. "And, there another thing." I looked at him confused. What else could there be? "what is it?" I asked. "You know how I said that Jimin wanted you for your blood." I slightly cocked my head back as he kept talking not sure where this was going. "Yaaaa." I said. "Well, there's a reason. It's because the blood of an angel gives the Devil who drinks it a special ability." "Wait, that would have to mean that I'm an angel." I said, looking around nervously. I weirdly noticed that the other guys had suddenly disappeared for odd reason and that kind of worried me. "Exactly." Namjoon mumble. I turned my head quickly back, not quite hearing him. "What?" "You're an angel."