A/N: Alrighty then, so some of you may have noticed that I tried to make a sequel to Ever the Same.. I tried, and I failed. Lol. I figured that it may be too much of a good thing. You all seemed to like the original and I'd hate to put an end to that by making a crappy sequel. So I've decided to make an entirely new Sky High fanfic (Warren/OC of course) and would really like some feedback on it! Read and review, and I will love you forever:D
'I think that, by now, you're probably sick of me... just like everyone else. I bet that you'll be thrilled once I tell you of my genius plan; In result of many thoughts: I plan to off myself tonight. Yup, in a few short minutes, my shitty life will cease to exist. I will stop wasting your pages and the ink in my poor little pen with my stupid sob-stories.
'My "father" Jonathan's revolver, the one he thinks is so well hidden in the desk in his office, is lying next to my left hand on the bed, and will soon rest against my temple, the cold, heartless metal numbing my brain just before the muscles in my finger twitch and the bullet is released into my skull, ending all stresses and problems; both yours and mine-'
"Ugh!" Sidonie cried, scribbling out all of the words, and ripping the pages violently from her notebook; tearing the suicide note to shreds, and allowing the scraps to fall into her lap along with her tears.
She flung herself back onto the bed, burying her face in her arms, the downy stuffing in her pillow muffling her sobs.
She lifted her gaze to the razorblade on the desk across the room. Immediately, it rose and came to rest on the pillow beside her.
She sat up and held out her wrist, watching with bitter resolve as the tiny horizontal cuts followed the floating metal across her ivory flesh.
Completely and utterly disgusted with herself, she focused her gaze once more on the blade and flicked her eyes upward, sending it up with such force that its sharp edge stuck deeply into the ceiling.
Watching as the little red droplets bubbled to the surface, she wondered why she couldn't do this simple thing. Why she couldn't just take that blade with her mind, and make that one deep, vertical cut up the inside of her wrist, rather than the shallow, horizontal marks of a coward.
She was just as her adoptive father had always said; she was just a good-for-nothing slut that would never amount to anything, and her son would be the same way; a bum with no future whatsoever.
The faint gurgling in the crip across the room drew her blurred gaze from her arm. She wiped her tears and stood from the bed, slowly making her way towards Gray, the only reason she stayed alive.
She sighed as she looked down at her three-month-old sun. his wispy red hair and adorable nose made him look exactly like Christian, the man who betrayed her.
The only things - as far as Sidonie could tell at this stage- he had gained from having her as his mother, were his startlingly gray eyes, and his way to sense a person's emotions.
Her theory was proven when his tiny body twisted as he wailed.
"Shh... there, there, love.. I'm so sorry..." Sidonie crooned through her soft sobs, cradling Gray against her chest. He calmed down as she softly kissed his face; both cheeks, forehead, his chin, and his nose, then his tiny little mouth. A soft smile graced her pale features as she set her now sleeping baby back in his crib.
She sat on her bed and pulled a shoe box out from underneath it. She lifted the lid and smiled, wiping the tears from her cheeks. On top of the stack of letters was a photograph of her and her cousin Will, their arms around each other, and making goofy faces at the photographer.
It had been taken a year before, about a month before she had met Christian. Her cousin, Will Stronghold, and his parents had invited her to stay with them for a few weeks during summer break in LA, her, loving her zany cousin to bits, accepted readily.
Sighing, she set the picture down and found what she had been looking for. She lifted the envelope and pulled the letter out, re-reading it as she had done many times during the last few weeks.
'Sid,
Please, Please come and live with us in LA. I know you haven't been happy at all, and the way that asshole of a "father" treats you, scares me to death! My parents are perfectly fine with it since they know about your situation. Please call me when you get this, all we need is for you to get your things together and contact us as soon as possible.
Waiting for your call,
Will.'
Sidonie let out a shaky breath as she took out her cell phone. She held it against her heart for a moment, trying to calm its racing. Her seventeen year old cousin, only a month her junior, truly had a heart that was far larger than anyone else's in the entire world.
She flipped it open and dialed his number, knowing that he'd probably be asleep, seeing since it was seven in the morning in Boston, it would be only four in LA because of the three-hour time difference.
She breathed a sigh of relief when, after about five rings, Will's groggy voice answered the phone.
"Mm... Hello..?"
"Will.. we're coming."
"Sid, is that you?" His voice sounded much more awake now.
"Yes, it's me." Sidonie smiled softly.
"You're seriously coming?" His voice sounded so excited, it nearly brought fresh tears to her eyes.
"Yes, but how am I going to get to LA? I don't have money for tickets right now..."
"Don't worry about it." It was funny how close his voice sounded, and she could hear the smile in his voice. A faint tapping on the glass drew her attention to the window. A bright smile lit her face as she saw Will hovering outside in his pajamas. He grinned and flipped his cell phone shut.
"No wonder you sounded so awake!" Sid laughed as she opened the window.
"Yeah, snow will do that to a guy." he smirked and came into the room, hugging her tightly. "Honestly, Sid, you have no idea how relieved we are that you are coming to stay with us. We couldn't bear to think of you in this place."
"I know, Will. Thank you so much." Sid smiled and wiped the tears from her face. "I hope you're prepared to carry all of my stuff, Will." She chuckled and pulled out her dufflebag, stuffing her notebook and all of her things inside in a matter of moments. She set it on her bed and sat her guitar case on top of it. She stepped back and smirked, the overwhelming sadness she had felt previously was completely gone. "Done."
Will raised an eyebrow. "Oh my... and you expect me to be able to carry all of this and you? What kind of super hero do you take me for?" he said sarcastically. He grinned and easily lifted the dufflebag over his shoulder, reaching out to take her hand. "You're going to have to hang onto the guitar as well as Gray, though."
Sidonie nodded, and quickly scribbled a note to Jonathan before walking over to the crib and lifting Gray into her arms.
"So this is Gray.." Will smiled and smoothed down the soft hair on the baby's head. "Good to meet you, dude!" he laughed and walked over to the window, extending his hand once more. "Are we ready to go?"
Sid took one last look at her dingy room and wiped away the single tear that fell down her cheek. "Definitely." She wrapped Gray up in his blankets and clutched him to her chest, holding her guitar in her other hand. Will smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kicked off of the ground and lifted Sidonie and Gray into the sky, leaving their old life behind.
A/N: I really hope you didn't find this first chapter too boring.. Please review and let me know what you think!