Chapter 4: Start of Torture all over again
Disclaimer: All rights to Melissa De La Cruz
Sorry for the delay I had family over. Thank You for the reviews.
I also want to know if you want me to do the story in another point of view. In the reviews if you please. I don't know how to set up a poll.
The fallen angel dream is only that a dream, but a symbolic one. It's an all human story.
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Ugh. Not again, I thought. I got up to do my usual routine: shower, bleed, and give my mom the cold shoulder. The last one backfired… a bit.
As I checked to see if I was fully dressed and ready to go someone tried, and failed miserably, to open my door. I huffed. "Who is it," I said rudely. "Schuyler will you let me in," my mother said nicely. She was either oblivious or chose to ignore my tone. I strongly believed it was the latter. "No mom I will either see you in the kitchen or the library. I don't want people in my room," I started screaming by the end. I heard her take a sharp intake of breath. This day was starting with a rough start already and it didn't seem that will get any better. I tried to think of a way this day could get any better. Then I thought of Jack and blushed furiously.
Last night I dreamt of Jack. It was a weird dream. I dreamt that Jack had black angel wings, in the air, but he wasn't flying he was falling. Not only him though. The people from the committee were also falling, even the parents, except my father, I noticed. Though those who fallen did not all have the same color of wings as Jack except for his sister Mimi, and others I did not know. Their wings weren't fully black they had white tips that when connected with the black they seemed to turn an ashen gray color. But for some reason my mom and Charles Force, Jack's dad, were the only ones with white wings. Though the strangest part was when Jack finally landed: he seemed to be searching for something but couldn't find it. Then out of nowhere Mimi appeared and started him dragging away. When she noticed me staring she smirked, and tried to drag him faster. Jack had noticed Mimi smirk and when she tried to drag him away faster he turned around. He saw me. When I looked into his eyes they held so much pain; his pain killed me inside.
I had been paying close attention to his eyes that I didn't realize that he was struggling to get out of Mimi's death grip. My legs seemed to move on their own accord and I ran to Jack. Once I reached I grabbed on to his arm and started pulling him. Mimi pulled even harder, but with both mine and Jacks strength we managed to ease out of her grasp. "You will pay for breaking the bond," she said to Jack then turned to me, "You will pay for even living. You should have never been born, half-blood." She then turned and flew off. "I'm happy you came for me again" I looked up at him and smiled. "I love you Abbadon, even if you are destruction." He smiled and spoke, "You are my light Sky, my Dimidium Cognatus, my half-blood." Then he leaned down and kissed me.
That was when I woke up
For some reason I wanted to keep kissing him. The way his lips touched mine seemed ignite a fire inside that I never knew I had. It both scared and excited me. But, it was just a dream. It could become reality, a voice inside my head exclaimed. I laughed that off. Now it was time to face my wonderful mother, note the sarcasm.
I sighed and started making my way downstairs. I went off slow as I could go. My feet dragging along on the carpet. As I made my way I took note of the pictures on the wall. They were of me and my family well they are supposed to be of me and the family. Apparently while they were producing the film the part where I'm in the picture mysteriously disappeared. Well it goes to show how important I am in the family.
I reach the kitchen and look inside. No ones there. She must have gone to the library, I thought. This is turning out to be a suicide day if she doesn't want anyone to hear the conversation. I turn around and make my way to the library. The trip is shorter than the one to the kitchen. I knock and wait. About a moment later she says, "Come in." I enter and close the door behind me. I notice where she sits, the same spot as yesterday, and I also take my seat from yesterday as well. She looked up at me and sighed heavily. "Schuyler, I need to discuss some matters with you," I flinched, she was using her concerned motherly voice, "this will only be brief, I promise." I rolled my eyes at that. She ignored it. "Sweetie, I need you to complete your duty as a Van Alen. So, from now on you will try and wear less dark clothes, socialize, and attend committee meetings. Schuyler we have a name to uphold I don't want people telling me otherwise. So please understand." I stared at her in shock. My own mother has finally admitted that she was ashamed of her own daughter, indirectly at least. "Mom I don't know anyone at the school, they all hate me, though I could care less, and I'm comfortable wearing what I wear. I don't want to change." I screamed at her. She narrowed her eyes, "Think of the family name," was her only reply. She got up and walked angrily, but with grace to the door.
I should have seen this coming, I thought, I just knew that she would finally snap from my "ways," I just can't believe she expects me to follow her ways of life. I got up feeling drained from the "talk." I looked up at the clock and saw that I only have half an hour before school started. Though seeing how far my day has gone show I knew there would be a great possibility of me getting detention for being late. Nonetheless I started my journey to school.
To my great surprise I got to school with five minutes to spare. I took a deep breath, the run I had to do was no easy feature, but I managed.
Though apparently spoke too soon, or thought. I was too caught up from catching my breath that I didn't see Mimi approach. She had come up behind me and pushed me against the wall next to the doors in front of the school. "Schuyler," she sneered, "Why did you become a member of the committee? Who said you could. Look this school is based on status and so is the committee. Your family name may mean a great deal, but you in general don't. Understand. Oh although Jack told me you are coming over for the project, I suggest you don't. How about we make a deal. I wont humiliate you for a whole week in exchange you will do the whole project."
I chuckled darkly, "if you really think I'm going to make that deal with you then you have another thing coming. First off I never wanted to be a part of your stupid society committee. Plus, I could care less if my family name even counts for me. You may be more popular than me and a slut for that matter, but I could care les if you ridicule me. So your threats are useless. Now get out of my way and go to hell." I pushed her aside and made my way through the doors. I looked at the nearby clock and cursed, I had less than a minute to get to class. I ran all the way to Ms. Striker's class. But just as I had predicted earlier, my day only got worse. The bell rang before I enter the room, so I ended up with detention after school. That was just the beginning.
Throughout the next three periods members of the committee who are in my class would come up to me and make threats that they will make sure my time as a member would be a living hell. But, it wasn't as bad as lunch. During lunch I had gotten a pizza and a soda. When I paid for my food I made my way outside. I went to go eat in my usual spot: in the secluded area under the big willow tree. Nobody ate there because that's where I sat and everyone before me who was an outcast at Duchesne. I went under the tree and took my usual seat next to the tree root that was sticking out. Once I sat and settled myself I did my usual routine: people watch. I am glad I did too; otherwise I wouldn't have seen Mimi and her crew closing up on me. I sighed and shook my head angrily. She is never going to leave me alone, I thought warily. I took deep breaths for the verbal fight that was about to take place. The second they reached me it began. "Look Schuyler I don't care if the deal won't work for you. You just better not show your slutty ass there. Like I said earlier you family name may have a great deal of importance, but you ruin the name in general. So I suggest, no demand that you resign from the committee. It won't make us think less of you it will in truth it would be expected from you."
She was really pushing my boiling point. "First off you should think before you speak. Because if you see clearly I'm not the one that has a guy almost every other day in my bed. Second, as I told you earlier, I could care less about my family name. So, whatever you say will not affect me one bit. Plus, your snobby-ass committee can go fuck itself. It's just a lame excuse for those with more power flaunting it by making the members seem so special, so trust me when I say I rather die than be part o your community." I gathered my belongings and stood up to leave. Before I could take a step Mimi came up to me. The look in her e yes was murderous. I didn't think someone, besides me, can actually hold so much hate without burning. Then she started raising her arm and before I could react she slapped me, hard, and with the hand she had her rings on. I touched my cheek it hurt like hell, but I also felt something sliding down. I grabbed some of the mysterious liquid and saw what it was: blood.
I took a very deep breath. Then I looked straight into her eyes and smirked. She most likely thought I would start a fight, she thought wrong; instead I grabbed my things and waked away. I wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of making me lose control.
She hadn't been expecting that so when I left she started screeching and screaming for me to come back and face her like a man. I laughed and she screamed louder. The rest of my day was a bit better. People stopped threatening; instead they just threw me death glares. It wasn't until seventh period that I remembered I had to go after-school detention. I groaned at the mere thought of having to beat school for more than necessary. The teacher ended the lecture at least eight minutes before school let out. I was grateful. I wanted at least some time for myself. The clock had five more minutes before the school let out when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to glare, but saw it was only Jack. I let my glare slowly fade.
"Yes?" I asked. "Do you want me to drive you to my house so we could start the project? I have a committee meeting later so I would have to end early," he said. I bit my lip and thought about it before I said, "Um... I'm not sure. I have detention after school for half an hour. But, I also, unfortunately, have to be at the committee meeting. So maybe we could do some of it at your house and maybe, I'm not sure and the meeting too." He stared at me with confused eyes, "You in the committee?" I nodded reluctantly before sighing heavily. "I can pick you up after detention is over. That ok with you." I nodded. Then the bell ring
I went to Ms. Striker's class and signed in. Throughout my time in detention, I thought about Jack. He would never look at me, other than glare, that his behavior in class that it started to scare me. This was not the Jack that I know who would do anything to make my life miserable. Something happened or is happening to him. Mimi also noticed Jack come up to me and she glared him down, when he returned to his seat, but he just brushed it off.
When my time there ended the teacher let me leave. Once outside I saw a white limo. It was Jack. I got a feeling that keeps telling me not pay too much attention to Jack, but the other, the curiosity, got the best of me. What ever was wrong with Jack I would figure it out, even if it killed me.
