I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow
And each road leads you where you want to go
And if you're faced with the choice and you have to choose
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you
And if one door opens to another door closed
I hope you keep on walkin' 'til you find the window
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile
But more than anything, more than anything
My wish for you
Is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small
You never need to carry more than you can hold
And while you're out there gettin' where you're gettin' to
I hope you know somebody loves you
And wants the same things too
Yeah, this is my wish
Rascal Flatts- My Wish
Sam's POV:
"So are you gonna move out here when you graduate?" I asked Carly. She decided to stay a little longer than Freddie who had gone home Sunday night.
"Yeah." Carly nodded. "Maybe Spencer, Melanie, and Gibby will come too. Spencer's girlfriend might as well. Not sure abut Freddie."
"Forget about Fred-dumbass." I scoffed. "Spencer has a girlfriend?"
"Yeah. Sasha Striker."
I raised my eyebrows. "Are you serious?"
"Yep. And you know she's a monster too."
"Really?"
"Yep. She's a succubus. And Gibby is also a monster."
"Let me guess, he's a mermaid?"
Carly nodded. "How did you know?"
"The kid hates wearing his shirt. What else would he be?"
Carly laughed. "Also I have a boyfriend."
"Who is it?" I asked eagerly.
"Well it's uh, Gibby."
"Really?" I raised my eyebrows as high as they would go.
"Yeah. He's a sweet and funny guy and I really like him."
"Good for you." I smiled. "It was kind of the same reason I hooked up with Cat. She smells like fat cakes."
Carly gave me a confused look and said, "You're such a weirdo."
I laughed. I was about to say something else when my cell phone rang. My sister's name flashed across the screen.
"Hang on Carls, my sister is calling." I picked up the call and said, "Hey Melanie, what's shaking?"
"Sammy?" Melanie squeaked. Her voice sounded panicked and baffled.
"Hey Mel. You feeling okay?" I questioned her. "You don't sound so good."
"No I'm actually really in shock right now." Melanie informed me. "You see... mom told me something um... interesting about our dad."
"Our dad?" I echoed. Neither of us had heard from or seen our dad since we were maybe five or six. "What did she tell you?"
"Our dad, like our mom, is a monster. But he's not a harpy like mom, he's a werecat."
"Okay." I paused to take this all in. "But why did mom feel the need to tell you this now?"
"Well last night I came to my inheritance. I'm a werecat now."
"Holy shit Mel." I cried. "Are you serious?!"
"Yeah. And I want to move to LA with Carly and Gibby after high school too. Spencer and Sasha are most likely coming as well."
"Jesus Christ." I shook my head. "This is a lot to take in."
"I know." Melanie said. "But the only thing I have to worry about now is finding my bond."
Tori's POV:
"Dad! Tori! It's time for dinner!" Trina called from downstairs.
"Coming!" Dad called from the hallway where he was moving boxes from the attic.
"I'm coming!" I yelled, standing up my desk chair. Before I left the room, I heard a tapping noise on my window.
I turned my head and saw Jade squating on the windowsil outside my window, tapping the glass with her forefinger.
I sighed and stomped to the window, and threw it open. Jade practically flew into my room.
"What do you want Jade?" I huffed.
"Nothing Vega." She said, sounding unusually cheery. "Just dropping by." She got dangerously close to my face, and her eyes flashed red. I retaliated by flashing mine yellow back at her. She raised in eyebrow before darting off to my bedroom door.
"I hear it's dinner time." She chuckled.
"Jade, you can't just waltz in here and-" I didn't get to finish though, because my dad cut me off.
"Oh hello Jade, how are you?" Dad asked the goth. Jade offered a small smile.
"I'm good, Mr. Vega." She told him. "Just dropping by to say hi to Tori." She smirked at me. I rolled my eyes.
"Well you are welcome to stay for dinner." Dad said.
"Thanks Mr. Vega!" She smirked at me again.
"Please call me David."
"Come on Jade." I tugged on Jade's arm, and she turned away from my dad and walked to the staircase.
I followed close behind her, making sure she didn't try anything, dodging boxes along the way.
"Hey did you finish the homework that-" I once again didn't get to finish because I tripped over a box, knocking it on its side and spilling its contents all over the floor.
"Shit!" I cursed, reaching out to grab the railing, only to miss. Before I was about to tumble down the stairs, a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist, securing me and keeping me from falling. I looked back and saw Jade.
"Thanks." I told her with a smile.
"Welcome, Tori." She smiled back. Not a smirk or a half-smile, an honest, genuine smile. It looked nice on her.
"Tori!" Dad yelled. Jade pulled me to my feet and turned me to face him. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine." I said. "I just tripped and knocked over a box."
Dad glanced at the scattered items on the floor. "Oh dear. Well I'm glad you're okay."
"Let me pick this crap up." I said, getting on my knees and moving the box back to its original positiong before carefully loading its contents back in.
Sonogram pictures, my birth certificate, a picture of my mom holding me in the hospital... it was all pictures of my mom's pregnancy with me and me as a a baby. Now I feel awful that this was the box I happened to tip over.
"Cute Vega." Jade commented, turning a photo around in her hands. "Is this you? And a relative of yours?"
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and took the picture from her. In the picture was me as a baby wrapped in a pink blanket next to another identical looking baby who was swaddled in a yellow blanket.
"I don't know who this is." I told Jade slowly. She looked at me with a bewildered expression.
"Are you sure?" She questioned.
"Positive." I assured her, nodding vigorusly.
"Hey do you girls need help?" Dad asked, walking over to us.
"Dad, who is this?" I showed him the picture.
Dad took the picture from me and scanned it over before his face became forlorn.
"Tori..." He whispered solemnly.
"Who is it, dad?" I asked again, growing impatient.
"Come downstairs, sweetheart, your mother and I will tell you together. Jade, you are welcome to stay."
Jade nodded and offered me a concerned glance. I could make out sympathy in her eyes. Actual sympathy.
Jade and I followed Dad downstairs. Mom and Trina were sitting at the table, discussing something excitedly. Dad approached Mom and whispered something in her ear. Her face fell and her eyes darted to me for a split second.
Jade and I looked at each other before making our way to the table. I sat in between Jade and Trina and Mom and Dad sat across from us.
"So are we gonna talk about the picture?" I questioned, ignoring my plate of meat loaf even though I just wanted to shove the whole plate down my throat.
"Honey, we weren't gonna tell you just yet." Mom said.
"Okay but now I wanna know." I stated.
"When we were pregnant with you, we were excited." Dad explained. "But also scared. We almost fell into debt, and we struggled to make enough for you. When you were born, we got got not just you, but a second girl. Surprise twins."
"I have a sister?" I asked. Trina was staring at mom and dad with her eyes bulging, and Jade looked shocked.
"Yes." Mom nodded. "We couldn't take care of two babies and a toddler at the time, so we made the hardest choice of our lives, and put your twin sister into the monster care system."
"Monster care?" I asked.
"Like the foster system but for monsters and the children of monsters." Dad explained. "When a child monster or the kid of a monster is put in the system, another monster or a human ally of the monster community will take them under their wing as their guardian. The guardian will be listed as a relative even if they aren't related to the child. For example, if a child is taken in by a single mother and her son, they could call themselves the child's aunt and cousin. When the guardian reaches a certain age, they can chose to either go back to live with their birth families or can get adopted by their guardians. The birth parents can be updated on the current goings-ons in their absent child's life."
"Do you get updates on my sister?" I questioned.
"We do." Mom told me. "Her guardian, a witch posing as her grandmother, passed away recently. She is a werewolf like the rest of us, and she came to her inheritance at age fourteen, three years ago."
"Who is she?"
"She's a the CFC fighter champion." Mom replied. "Her name is Shelby Marx."
