Hi, sorry for not posting in a while. I've been trying to write another chapter for my other fanfic. I haven't finished that yet, so I'm going to update this fanfic instead.

Sorry for any spelling and/ or grammar mistakes.

Chapter 4

Skye's POV

As soon as we got home from school I threw my bag onto the floor and walked into the front room. I closed the door behind me and turned on the TV. I logged into Netflix and pressed play on the next episode of supernatural.

I'd only watched 5 minutes of it before mum and dad walked in. I didn't look up; I kept my gaze locked onto the TV. Dad grabbed the TV remote from the coffee table and switched it off.

"I was watching that" I exclaimed.

"I thought you only watched that show with Nat" mum said

I scoffed "Like I'm ever doing anything with her"

"Skye, Nat is only looking out for you. It's not her fault that you got in with the wrong crowd." Mum said

"Wrong crowd?" I remarked "What's wrong with Grant and John? Grant has never done anything to you, and you've never even met John"

"I don't need to have met them. Ever since you started hanging out with them, your grades have been slipping and you've constantly been getting into trouble at school and at home. Your father and I are none too pleased with your attitude. And all that trouble this morning, someone could have gotten hurt." Mum lectured me.

"Nat's the one who attacked Grant. He did nothing wrong." I said defensively.

"Nothing except for coming here and causing all that trouble. He knows he's not supposed to be seeing you. He's 17 Skye, he's too old for you" Dad said.

"How does age matter? I love him and he loves me." I cried

"If he really loved you he'd wait until you're a bit older." Mum said.

"Skye I'm your father, I'm only trying to stop you from getting hurt" Dad said with a concerned look on his face

"Dad I'm 15, I've dated before and you've been fine with it. Why do you have such a problem with me dating Grant?" I said angrily.

"Because Skye, he's too old for you and he's not a good guy." Dad shouted, his face changing from a look of concern to one of frustration.

"But dad" I started.

"No buts. You're not dating him and that's final" Dad interrupted.

I yelled in frustration, then ran past mum and dad and stormed upstairs.

"Skye get back down here now, we're not done" I heard dad shout.

I ran past Nat's room, where she was currently standing outside the door.

"Skye" She said sympathetically

"Leave me alone" I shot back.

Tears were now trickling down my cheeks. I ran into my room and slammed the door. I ran onto my bed and started sobbing into my pillow.

I heard a knock at my door "Skye" Nat called through the door.

"Go away" I shouted.

I heard whispering, then footsteps heading away from the door. I heard my door creak open and turned over to see mum closing it behind her.

"Go away" I told her before turning back over and burying my face in my pillow. I felt the bed dip then felt mum's hand on my back.

I sat up and leant against the headboard. I pulled my knees up to my chest, and rubbed the tears from my face.

"Look Skye, I know you think we're just being mean but your father and I are just trying to protect you. Ever since you've been with Grant you've just been getting into trouble. Can't you see that he's a bad influence? We don't want you getting hurt." Mum said calmly.

"But mum, Grant's not a bad guy" I replied.

"Yeah but he's not a good guy either, and he's still too old for you so you're not allowed to date him"

"Aaargh mum" I yelled

"Skye I just don't like you hanging out with Grant and John. Why don't you hang out with Wanda and Lincoln anymore?" Mum cried.

"I'm 15, I can choose who I hang out with. And I do hang out with Wanda and Lincoln, they're my best friends" I shouted angrily.

"So why do you insist on hanging out with Grant, John and their friends" Mum replied

"Because he's my boyfriend and they're his friends" I said

"He is not your boyfriend Skye. We've told you, you're not allowed to date him" Mum shot back

"I can date whoever I want to and you can't stop me. I don't care what you and dad think about him, Grant is a good guy and I love him. So why don't you just leave me alone" I yelled

"Skye you can't talk to me or your father like that. I'm fed up with your attitude, you're grounded till the end of the month, and I'm keeping your phone and your laptop for two weeks."

"Oh my god, that's so unfair. Nat punched Grant and I bet she's not being punished" I moaned.

"Actually your dad is having a talk with Nat right now" Mum said

"Yeah but I bet she'll get to keep her phone, and I bet she won't end up grounded" I replied

"Skye that's not the point, we're talking about you, not Nat." Mum said

"That's what I thought" I said, knowing I was right.

"Skye, Nat is not the one who has been constantly getting into the trouble. Nat's not the one who is constantly disobeying your father and me. And Nat's not the one whose grades have dropped severely. "Mum argued

"No, she just assaulted a guy instead." I retorted

"Right that's it Skye, I'm done talking to you about this. Obviously I'm not getting through to you, but you can't keep acting like this Skye." Mum said before she got up and walked out.

When mum left, I lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling for 15 minutes. After that I sat up and turned on the TV. I watched one episode of 'Arrow' and was halfway through watching a second, when Jemma walked into the room.

"Dinner's ready Skye" Jemma smiled

"I'm not hungry but thanks Jemma" I replied even though I was starving.

"Oh come on, you must be hungry. I know you hate the school lunches, so you probably didn't eat any lunch today. Am I right?" Jemma asked

I just sighed in reply

"Thought so" Jemma said "Skye you have to eat" she came over and sat at the end of my bed.

"Look Skye, I know you're angry but we're all just trying to protect you. You must see that Grant is a bad influence. You're such a smart and kind person, but lately you barely speak to me. And we share a room" she said emphasising her point "we used to do our homework together but now I'm not sure if you even do your homework"

"Jemma" I tried to stop her

"No Skye, you need to hear this." Jemma said "I'm your sister Skye, but lately you've been treating me like I'm a stranger. I know I'm not your real sister but-"

"Whoa. Jemma, where's this coming from?" I asked, shocked that Jemma had even said that. "It doesn't matter who gave birth to you and Leo, we've grown up together, and you are my sister. I don't care who gave birth to you. Mum and dad are just as much your parents as they are mine. You've been my sister ever since I first saw you, when mum and dad brought you out of the hospital when you were born. And you'll always be my sister." I told Jemma

Jemma smiled at me. "And what about Nat? She'll always be your sister but you've been treating her like she's your enemy. She cares for you just as much as I do, and she'd do anything to protect you.

"She punched my boyfriend" I stated

"Do you know why she did that?" Jemma asked

"Because she's violent and aggressive" I shot back a little too bitterly.

"Skye do you honestly believe that?"

I sighed in response.

"She punched him because he called Fitz 'the adopted little nerd boy'. Fitz had done nothing wrong. In fact he was trying to stop Lance from hurting Grant. So your 17 year old boyfriend teased your 13 year old brother because he's adopted. You say I'm your sister even though I'm adopted but you let your boyfriend tease Fitz because he's also adopted" Jemma told me.

"No Jemma, you are my sister. Of course you are, and Leo is my brother. I didn't know that Grant called Leo that. The next time I see him I'll speak to him about it" I said

"You'll speak to him about it?" Jemma remarked "You'll seriously date a guy like that. A guy who teases someone for being adopted"

"Jemma I-"

"You know what Skye, I don't want to argue with you so I'm going downstairs" Jemma got up and started to walk away.

"Jemma wait, I-" I didn't finish as Jemma had walked out.

I reached under my pillow for my phone to text Grant and rant at him for teasing for my brother, when I remembered that mum had taken my phone. I sighed in frustration.

I made a mental note to apologise to Leo in the morning. I felt so bad; I promised myself that I'd give Grant a piece of my mind tomorrow. I spent the next 20 minutes coming up with ways to make it up to Leo; I came up with nothing.

About half an hour later there was a knock at my door. Dad walked in and closed the door behind him.

"Dad I'm really not up for another lecture"

"Don't worry I'm not going to do that. Anyway it's clear that you don't listen to my lectures, you go and do whatever you want anyway"

I sighed "Dad can we not do this right now?"

"I just want you to understand that we just want to protect you" dad said.

"Dad, I thought you weren't gonna lecture me" I said

"Alright, I came up here to tell you that your dinner is on the table. It's cold now but we can reheat it"

"No thanks, I'm not hungry" I said stubbornly

"Skye you gotta eat" Dad insisted.

"I'm not hungry" I said with a bit too much spite

Dad turned around and silently walked out.

After dad left, I watched two more episodes of 'Arrow'. Then at 8 o'clock I did my homework. What Jemma said had gotten to me, so I decided to try my best in school and to stop getting into trouble.

At about 9 o'clock Jemma walked in. I was sitting at our desk finishing my homework.

Jemma walked over to me "You're doing your homework" she cried.

I rolled my eyes "Jemma you don't have to get all excited, it's just homework."

"I know but I'm just so pleased" Jemma squealed

I rolled my eyes again then put my homework in my bag.

Jemma put a plate of toast in front of me. "Your dinner had gone cold and it's not healthy to reheat food, but I knew you were hungry so here you go"

I smiled at her "Ah Jemma, thank you so much, but why is it bad to reheat food?"

"Oh you know, the bacteria, and the, er… the erm…" Jemma stuttered

"Did Lance get hungry after dinner and decide to eat my dinner?" I smiled

"Yeah, but only because he didn't think you wanted it" Jemma said

Jemma and I both laughed. "Thanks again Jemma" I said. She smiled at me, and then started to change into her pyjamas. I put on some sweatpants and an old soccer shirt that Lance had bought me, and then climbed into my bed with the plate of toast.

Jemma got into her bed and said "Can we watch grey's anatomy?"

"Sure" I said as I tossed her the remote. She caught it and started to flick through channels "ooh doctor who is on. Let's watch that instead" She cried.

Sorry if you think the shows I picked are not the sort of thing the characters would watch, but I don't know many American shows. If you know of any shows you think they would watch, tell me in the reviews. Thanks guys.