Pasts never Spoken 1

Author Note: Guess what? I am writing this sequel EARLY! :D :D :D Enjoy!

"How…how…how….?" Emily couldn't stop saying that word.

"I know," Wesley nodded, "you know your parents?"

"They gave me life," Emily rolled her hazles, "of course I know my parents."

"Not really," the Silver Ranger shook his brown hair, "see, your father wasn't really your father. Your parents divorced after Serena was born, and.." His voice trailed off for a moment, "a year later I was born."

"Oh, Wesley," her eyes filled with tears, "I had no idea…"

The two of them stared at each other, the pasts they never spoke of to anybody coming into place.

"Em…" he began, but Jayden then came in.

"Okay, guys," the Fire Samurai told them, "time out is over."

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Emily stared with narrowed eyes at the family picture. Her 'dad' had his arms around her mom, and her healthy big sister was in front, holding the laughing little girl who was young Emily. They had totally lied to her. Grabbing it up in a tight grip, she went out back to the big stone wall. Yelling in rage, she threw it against the stone. It fell to the ground, cracked.

"Whoa, easy there, Throwy," Jayden came to her, "what's got you so worked up?"

"I'm mad at my family," she hissed, "I just learned the truth, Red."

He stared at her, acting confused, "What?"

"Don't play stupid," she growled, storming inside and throwing herself on her bed.

"Emily, I have no idea what your talking about," he sat beside her.

"Be that way," she fumed, "I'm mad at you, too."

"Why are you mad at me?"

Glaring fiercely at him, she snarled, "You put me in FREAKING TIME OUT! I am SIXTEEN!"

"And Wesley is eighteen, and I am seventeen," the Red Ranger shrugged, "you were being resistant."

"You, sir," she snarled, "need to get out before I get really ticked."

"Too late," he left, which was wise, because she threw her shoe at the now closed door.

Everything was so wrong now. The girl wept into her pillow until she finally made friends with sleep.

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Wesley was afraid she was going to freak out. And sadly, that fear had come true. He put the cleaning stuff up, leaving the half finished floor to go flop down on his bed. Jayden looked up from his book.

"Shouldn't you still be cleaning?" he asked the older teen.

"Yep," Wesley shrugged.

"Wesley, you know my rule right now," the Red Ranger warned.

Rolling his ice eyes, he went back to stand in the corner. So what if he was in time out again? This gave Emily a chance to cool down, and that was good, because he had to talk to her.

She was too precious to stay so mad. It was kind of his fault, since he had a chance to tell her before. But that past was not spoken to others, or anyone but themselves. And that was only just now. Closing his eyes, the Silver Samurai rested his forehead in the corner and relived the past.

The pasts never spoken with Emily, his little sister.