Sorry it's so short but I desperately wanted to post something! I promise I will update ASAP with a longer chapter, I've just been so busy. Thank you all so so much for the continued support it means the world to me! I promise there are exciting things coming! This little journey here is to help close Skye's past so she can move onto creating more trouble ;)

"Well that was awesome" Ruby noted, leaning up against a brick wall on the opposite side of the street. Skye shrugged and jumped up onto the wall next to her, watching as dark smoke rose into the air and orange flames flickered through the broken windows.

"I got what I needed" Skye said, patting her backpack. "We should go though, the next address is the second one down on the list. Just down the street."

Ruby nodded and set off following Skye, "what happens if you get caught?"

Skye shrugged "I don't care. I'm already in trouble so I might as well do what I need to do." At Ruby's raised eyebrow she added "that place was awful. The… the things that went on there. Especially for anyone who was 'different' like me. Too hyper or not as focused, they would punish us and not always in the best way. They would falsify documents just to get us adopted. Oh and you know what I found out? After I left they claimed that I was one of their success stories, the naughty child turned adoptable because of the Orphanage." Skye let out a bitter laugh "something needed to change, and this was the only way I could think of. Although the fire was a kind of in the moment decision. It just felt… right. Luckily there were no camera's and my prints will be demolished in the fire."

Ruby let out a small laugh "you're crazy."

"It's ironic. I nearly died in a fire once but now… now I just feel numb. Like I could walk in there and the flames wouldn't bother me." Skye mumbled.

Ruby walked a little faster, eyes roaming the street for any witnesses "are you sure your not suicidal?"

Skye rolled her eyes "of course I'm not."

Skye automatically stopped in front of massive iron gates connected to graffiti covered walls. Subconsciously she put her hand out and held onto the cold metal bar. "Whenever I was at St Agnes, before this year, I went to this school. Natasha – she, uh, she had her dance show here once. Only a little school play but she smiled so wide, I'd never seen her eyes as happy as they were that night. No one came to watch her, only me. And when it was parents evening we would sit together in the hall and wonder if anyone was going to turn up. Everyone used to stare when the nuns eventually did. Sometimes, if we were lucky, our social workers used to come instead."

Ruby moved closer to Skye "I never got the chance to go to school. My parents moved around too much so they just decided to home school me. I couldn't make friends at school so I made the wrong type of friends."

"I didn't make friends at school either, just enemies." Skye shrugged pushing herself away from the gate, her eyes lingering over the grey buildings picturing Natasha running from the classroom doors… "let's go" she snapped, shaking her head free of the unwanted mental pictures.

"What so no breaking and entering this time? No blowing the school up?" Ruby asked, sarcasm heavily lacing her tone.

Skye let out a harsh laugh "The kids at my new school are worse. Yes I hated this school but I mostly skipped it or beat up the people who tried to hurt me. I can't do that now."

"Why not?"

Skye sighed "I don't know. Because I want to stay with May and Phil? It's all so new and confusing but now I've screwed it all up!"

"Skye, Skye listen to me. You haven't screwed it up. If anything May and Phil are the ones who were lying to you for ages. And then when they left you at our group home, you were so distraught. No one deserves that. You keep seeing the best in them but they keep letting you down. Has the bullying stopped?"

Skye chewed on her bottom lip trying to come to her parents defence but coming up empty "no".

"And they left you when they went on that mission?"

"Yeah but they done it for me. And they didn't leave me alone" Skye argued.

"Skye wake up! People like us don't get happy endings. You need to keep fighting. Give the people who deserve it hell because others won't." Ruby reasoned. "Your 'new' parents may seem like good people but I can guarantee they've made just as many mistakes as you, if not more. So don't ever feel pressured to be perfect. There's no such thing."

Skye smiled "your right. Thanks. From now on no more trying to be something I'm not. They need to see the real me and right now I want revenge."

"Let's go break some stuff!" Ruby yelled running off.

Skye laughed, a genuine laugh, as she raced off after the girl. No more holding back.

As they ran Skye felt free. Her heart fuelled with adrenaline and defiance. Eventually their legs started aching but they didn't care. Skye was grateful for the release, and she urged fresh air into her lungs. The streets they raced down were familiar, second nature to Skye. She remembered falling over and scraping her knee on the pavement to her left when she had just turned six. Or the once in a lifetime trip to the shops if she had been good to buy a candy bar.

Ruby stopped running when Skye suddenly stopped. The young teen was staring at a house, no not a house. Ruby noted the signs on the door and the mini bus in the drive. To an inexperienced mind this was a regular house on a normal looking street but to these foster kids it was something more.

"My first group home" Skye elaborated. "It was weird. I was used to the nuns, to praying and being punished for the little things but in this home, it was different. There were only about ten of us, all girls which I hated at first but then I found one friend, Katie. Katie was nice, smart and funny but she got sick and was taken somewhere else. After that I kept myself to myself. We were allowed a pet each, only something small. I got a rabbit and I'd never been so happy". Skye smiled at the memory. "The day I left, I had to leave it behind. I was being fostered and the family were allergic or something. I'd never cried so much."

"Maybe he's still there"

"Ruby I was about eight at the time, he'd be about seven by now. How long do they live for?"

Ruby shrugged "My mom had one which lived to fourteen once. Lets check."

"Ruby!"

But Ruby had vaulted over the back fence and Skye had no choice but to follow her. The garden was just as Skye had remembered it. Small vegetable patches were down the left of the garden with hutches at the far end. The rest was grass, littered with multicoloured balls and skipping ropes.

Skye ran up to the hutches and peered inside. Three rabbits were inside cuddled together and without hesitation, she opened the door and put her hand inside. Immediately a small pure white bunny with a black eye hopped up to her hand.

"Oh my god! Snowy!"