Silver Sky
CHAPTER 1
Skye: Why? I didn't ask for this, I thought as I looked out the window. I wasn't really looking at anything. I couldn't because the rain was pounded on the window blurring my vision. All there was to see was green and trees racing by anyways. I didn't ask for my mom to get cancer, let alone die from it. I didn't ask to be dragged from my home in California to the cloudy Indian reservation. Or to be stuck with my father, who I barely know at all. This thought brought me to the first time I saw him. At my mom's funeral, when he walked in, I was sure it was him. His jet black hair was chin-length, and his reddish-brown skin stood out. I saw him scrutinizing me when I placed a hyacinth on her coffin. My Aunt Bianca told me that he legally now had custody and was taking me to Washington. I threw a raging fit, and cried myself asleep that night, but it did no good. So I 'came quietly'. I packed my bags, got on a plane, and thought about who I was, and how I could change something. Have a clean slate. That did no good. But I still was thinking about myself. Me, the result of a one-night stand on a post grad trip to La Push with a drunken pig that was too ignorant to carry a condom. The only thing that let me knew that I had a father, were the checks that came in the mail, addressed to Mom. Clearly, I had an unusual father. I didn't look much like my mom. I had large lips, and my hair was a brown so dark it was almost black. My bronze skin couldn't possibly compare to her white. I did inherit her eyes. Navy blue. I would never look normal. When I got off the plane in Seattle, my father gave me an awkward hug that I didn't return, put my trunk in the cab of the truck. That's it. So now, we're speeding down the road without a word.
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Quil: "QUIL!" "I'm going, I'm going" I muttered. Why the hell do I have to clean my room, just because the girl was coming? I had no idea. I gave up, jumped out my window and phased. I planned to go pick up Claire from K4 or something, but all was canceled when I heard Jared's voice in my head. "Dude, we need some help over here," he thought. "We have vamps, half-vamps, wolves, and humans working, and we're still not gonna be done in time for the wedding". Ugh! I'm coming. I made my way to First Beach to where Charlie and Sue's wedding was gonna be held. I phased, glad that I'd be dry when I was a human. "Okay, put me to work." I exclaimed. So, I helped the red-headed bloodsucker and Seth put the foldable chairs up. The bloodsucker insisted to go over it and made sure they were in perfect, straight lines. Then Emily brought out food, and the altar was left forgotten. When I was done, I said bye, and went back home. No doubt my mom was gonna jump my ass when I got back. My sister that I'd never met was gonna be here anytime soon.
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Bane: "So....." I said, speaking for the first time. "What do you like to do for fun?" "Shop" Skye said. "Suntan". I sighed. She found the things that she couldn't do here. She seemed kinda smug.
"O......kay".
"You know what?" she exclaimed, "Tell me about you".
"Um, after I fought for custody of you", I said casually" I got married and-".
"Whoa, whoa whoa. Y-you wanted me?" her voice broke.
She didn't know this? Anger flared in me as I realized what Pam did.
"Of course I did", I said quietly."All I wanted was visitation rights, but your mom wouldn't let me. She told the judge that I didn't want you, that I only loved her".
"No one told me anything about you. Well, except that you met in La Push", she answered, sounding as if she would tear up soon. "I loved your mom very much, but then she left. Without a goodbye. I didn't even know you existed until she filed for child support."
There was an awkward silence for a few seconds. I thought I saw a tear roll down my daughter's face.
"So, um, what were you saying about getting married?" she said sniffling. "Er, oh yeah, I married Julie, and Quil came with her", I said happily, speaking of a happier era in my life.
"Quil?"
"Yeah, his dad died, so I adopted him. He's 18, I believe. I can't be sure, because he never changes". Skye smiled a small smile and wiped her eyes.
We were just getting to the outskirts of Forks.
"Prepare yourself. We'll be there in less than 10 minutes". She smiled a bit wider, and sighed. When we got to La Push, the rain was lightening to a drizzle. I rolled down the passenger window, and Skye looked around. Finally, we pulled into the driveway of our big, gray house. I saw Quil coming from behind the house, where the woods were. He walked forward with a half smile on his face. I climbed out then watched Skye to see if she needed help. She turned immediately tot the back seat where her trunk was. Quil beat her to it. He pulled it out with one hand as if it weighed half a pound. "Hey, little sis", he said holding his hand out to help her get out of the truck. I gave him a look. He was probably making her feel uncomfortable. His smile faltered and he dropped his hand. He followed her inside, and then went to the guest room to put her trunk there.
"Time to meet Julie".
