I do not own Twilight, I only own Sky, Rue, the plot and any other new person .So please enjoy.
My Beta for this story is beckabean.
Our life is not all about just getting to our end goal. Our life comes from our journeys and the challenges we must face to get there. I often think of my journey to this point, my life use to be all unicorns and rainbows, and now its foster homes and pricks. I often wish "use to be" was a current thing. I would lay in an open field at night and think how different my life would be if I still had my mom and dad. I would get so lost in thought I would stay awake until the sun rose up. By then my absence would be noticed and they would send someone to retrieve me and bring me back to my prisons. I always got in trouble for not following the rules to a perfect T. I don't see anything wrong with walking out the front doors and wondering the woods at night. Now though I jumped out the window and just keep on walking.
Every home I went to after the first one was always the same in a way. The first rule was always "No going outside at night or at all without an adult with you." I know they got a talk from my social worker about my "problem". That rule already labeled them as pricks in my book. Other than that most was ok. After awhile of my wondering they would simply ship me off to my next home and so forth. I never felt wanted and the so called pep talks from my Social worker were no help at all. It was always "Listen to them and don't be too weird". Ha like I ever listened to that, I will never conform to someone if it goes against my beliefs. I am who I am and that won't change and I dare someone to try.
Now I'm headed to my next foster home, in La Push Washington. It's not too far from my last home but any distance is good. The new family seems to be an old man and his son. He has two daughters who currently do not live with him and last I checked his son was a runaway. He must look ok to the S.W but for his kid to runaway he must be mean on the inside that has to be it or his son is stupid. I hope for the best but expect the worse from this situation. God help me!
"Sky, your spacing out! How do you expect to stay put for once if your head is always in the clouds. Stay grounded and listen to your new foster parent. I don't want to have to ship you off again. Also I want you to remember your manners and just… not be too weird got it?" My Social worker, Rue, was giving me 'the talk' again in her mean cruel voice, tired of seeing my face in her car.
"I'm not going to change who I am for anyone. Give me two more years and I'll be 18, you won't have to deal with me anymore. So quit with the lecture and try to be a nice person for once." Anger filled my words as I dug my nails into my jeans trying to calm down.
"Me be a nice person, why your one to talk. I've been nothing but helpful to you!"
"When, was it when you "warn" the family of my 'Runaway problem' or when you tell me I'm too weird to be loved or trusted? Because I'm confused." I was still mad but this was bound to happen sooner or later. It's not in my nature to be mean but this woman is insane.
I felt the sting on my cheek as Rue slapped me. "SHUT UP! Shut up you ungrateful brat. Get out of my car." she pulled over to the side of the road and handed me my papers. "Give this to Billy Black and tell him I couldn't make it. I will call and check up on you. NOW SCRAM!"
"Rue?" I asked shyly rubbing my sore face.
"WHAT" She asked still very upset and red with anger.
"Don't forget your bipolar meds OK?" I love being a smart ass some days, this being one of them.
With that I slammed the door and ran down the road toward the Black's house. This can't be too hard to find it's just a house on a small reservation in the middle of nowhere, right?
{Two hours later…lost}
Two hours, for two hours I walked all around La Push looking for the stupid address on the stupid piece of paper. Why me? This is so insane, but me being me, misfortune often finds me in my weakest hours of the day and this is one of them.
I stopped walking and fell to the sidewalk. I hadn't noticed it till now, but I was soaking wet and cold but the rain sort of felt comforting. Why must I live like this all the time? I can't stand this, it's no fun not having a stable home, scratch that a home base to return to. Am I really that hard to live with, I fell like a monster, I am a monster. I use to be happy but after my parents died I changed. It's brought my dark side to the light and the events that occur with that are Depression, Loneliness, and Bitchiness {at times}
"THIS IS SO HOPELESS JUST KILL ME NOW!" I screamed I could fell nothing but tears slipping down my face blending in with the rain. I saw a police car pull over as the officer got out and walked my way.
"Excuse me Miss are you ok?" He looked to be around 30 some it's hard to tell it's so dark out here. It's a miracle he even saw me.
"I'll be fine. Could you tell me how to get to Billy Black's house? You see he's my new foster parent and my social worker had an emergency and asked if I would walk the rest of the way. And as you can see I got lost." I got up from the ground and scratched my head in shame.
"Oh, you must be Sky! I've heard a lot about you." Oh, no Sue has even started to tell the police about my 'problem'? this is an all time low for her, "Billy's been looking forward to meeting you. I was actually going to go and visit him wanna lift?"
I was so confused for once my luck was changing. I hope it lasts and doesn't go and crash down later. "Yes I would appreciate it very much…." I stuck my hand out for him to shake.
"Charlie," He took my hand and gave a firm shake as we made our way to the cop car.
{In car talking}
"So, Sky, how old are you?" he asked keeping his eyes locked on the road.
"I'm 16" I keep looking at him studying his driving habits for later.
"So you're a year younger than Jake huh?"
"Oh, Billy's son the one who ran away?" I asked trying to spark a conversation on the boy, I all ready know we're not going to get along if he comes back. Anyone one who runs away from a good home, I know the problems not Billy. He's friends with a cop he must be a good guy, is stupid and not worth my friendship.
"Yeah, that's the one," His face softened," Billy's had a tough time trying to find him, I know how he feels. I don't understand why he would leave his dad like that. I wouldn't bring him up too much if I were you."
"I understand, but still it's a downright shame to put a person who cares about you in so much pain." I crossed my arms and watched the trees fly by. I then caught a glimpse of the beach. I've never been but I can't wait. There were more trees and finally a little house. I first noticed there was a ramp and then the houses size. It was a small house with a screen door and for the color I really didn't care to even try to see in the dark. We got out of the car and made our way to the door. I could fell butterflies in my stomach as the hope this guy would be different from all the other homes I've been too filled me. I hope he can understand me and my ways of life. Well there's only one way to find out….
All right that's it for this installment, I'm not one for long waits but I'm in high school and in all honors classes. I have good grades for a reason and well my spare time is limited to say the least, but I will stay a few chapters ahead as to not make you suffer too much. Also any criticism will be accepted just please don't be to mean I am a human being and a sensitive one at that. No "I want you dies" or nothing please :}. Hope you enjoy my Fan fict.