A/N: Okay, I got mixed replies, and I couldn't find a way to write a chapter that would satisfy everyone. So, I found one way to do so, I wrote three different chapters. ^^;; Hope you're happy!!
Chapter 23: Angst/Revenge
Chapter 24: Angst/Forgive
Chapter 25: Forgive/Forget
*Angst means that there will be death/s.
I hope you will read ALL of my chapters. * smile *
When Sunlight meets Moonlight
Chapter 23: It was no use
Serena grabbed Amy. " Tell me!" she cried.
" Tell you what?" Amy replied numbly.
" Everything!" Serena shook Amy hard.
" Stop," Amy said softly. She looked down onto the floor. " If you want answers, ask your dad."
Serena stared at the girl hard. " You mean our dad," she whispered, and flounced off, leaving the girl standing amidst a classroom of whispers.
" It can't be," Amy said hoarsely. 'It CAN'T!" she thought in her head.
" Amy?" Raye approached her tentatively.
Amy shook her head again in desperation. Her hands gripped the desk until her knuckles were ghastly white.
Mrs. Kane stepped into the classroom. " Amy, please sit down. Class is beginning," she reprimanded.
" No," Amy answered, eyes not quite focused. " It is about to end," she muttered, and walked out.
It had turned into night. Serena leaned her tired head against the rough bark of the willow tree. Her slim fingers shone ivory in the moonlight, as she batted the leaves back and forth…back and forth.
"Serena?" soft voice interrupted her tumbling thoughts.
Serena looked up. Standing above her was Sophie. Her gold spun hair glowed with a ring of moonlight, shining a halo on her head.
" What?" Serena was too tired to yell. She was just too tired.
" Can I sit down?" Sophie asked hesitantly.
Serena scoffed. " You broke into my house…attempted to kill me…and now you asking me if you can sit down?" Serena jeered, each syllable getting louder and louder.
Sophie stared her in the eyes. " Yes. May I sit down? I'd like to talk…and apologize," she replied, her dignity holding her up.
Serena sighed. Weariness had seeped through her again. She patted the grass spot next to her.
Sophie sat down, and smoothed her white skirt out. She licked her lips. " Um…I wanted to say sorry," she mumbled.
Serena cocked up an eyebrow, and stared at her disbelief.
" I mean…well, my life hasn't exactly been…so great and I just didn't…I mean I know that blaming it all on you was just…wrong," she corrected herself, her eyes not quite meeting Serena's.
" Not everyone gets to live their life again," Serena sneered. She blinked at the harsh tone of her voice. ' Where did that come from?' she thought. ' It doesn't matter! She tried to kill you,' she consoled herself.
Sophie cringed at the venom in Serena's voice. She hesitated again. " You know…maybe I should tell you the real story," she said.
" Real story? Amy told me what you told her," Serena replied, eyes on the moon. 'Amy…' she thought.
" No, I sort of…edited that story a little," Sophie hesitated again.
Serena tore her eyes from the yellow moon. " What do you mean?" she asked, eyebrows clenched in confusion.
" First of all…didn't you ever wonder how Mina is the same age as you even though I supposedly had her years after Angie had you?" Sophie questioned.
Serena tilted her head to the side. " I never realized that," she said slowly and cautiously.
" Well…first off all…I can't have kids. It was a deficiency that I was just borne with," Sophie began.
" Oh?" Serena replied, attention caught.
" Did you know that your father was three-timing your mother?" Sophie asked watchfully. ' She might as well know the whole thing,' she thought.
Serena raised her eyebrows. She shook her head. ' Do I want to know this?' she contemplated.
" It was first, Miriam Michelesson. She was loaded with money and devoted to education. How did you think your father got all those schools? He wasn't born rich. Miriam traveled a lot, wanting to explore the world. Your father visited her many times on her trips. Why do you think he had all those 'business meetings'? Poor, poor Angie never suspected a thing," Sophie mused.
" You have no right to speak about my mother at all," Serena snapped back, eyes on fire.
" Well…" Sophie bit her lip. Technically she knew she didn't have that privilege at all. She continued, " Second was me. He found relief in me sometimes, when he knew that I couldn't get pregnant," she said wistfully. " After that night, I moved…I mean…ran away, I found a wonderful man. He was married before though. Mina was his daughter from his other marriage. She just reminded me so much of you and Angie. I just couldn't…" Sophie sighed.
" Amy's my sister," Serena stated, wanting to find out more.
Sophie sighed again. " Yes, I know."
" So…why?" Serena posed that unattainable question.
" Mina did a little research on Scott. Somehow she obtained some very valuable information. Amy had been searching for her father for years. Her mother just wouldn't speak of it. Scott wouldn't marry Miriam, and Miriam just had too much pride. She just never talked about it at all. So Amy, feeling the need, looked elsewhere. When Mina approached her…Amy was just so angry. She couldn't understand how the man who had been in the same building with her for years, could not say a thing to her. To say not a thing to his own daughter. She fumed at the fact that you had been able to have the joy of a father, while she spent so many years searching; not realizing he was just right there. Well, at that she just jumped at the chance…the chance to get her own revenge," Sophie said softly. ' How revenge takes us on the wrong path," she reflected sadly.
Serena stood up. " I never did a thing to you guys!" she seethed, and stalked off body rigid.
" Is my dad there?" Serena asked the secretary, nearly retching at the sound of 'dad'.
" Walk right in Serena," the secretary chirped and packed up, ready to go. " Mr. Tenor, your daughter is coming in," she said through the intercom.
" Dad…" Serena began. She saw her father over stacks of paperwork.
" Yes?" Scott replied, looking up.
Serena was aghast at how old her father looked. Tired eyes…slumped body…wrinkles, stared back at her. " Dad, will you tell me about sunlight meeting moonlight?" she changed her mind. ' I'll blow up at him after this,' she thought. ' I just have to know'
Scott sighed. He leaned back in his leather chair. " Sunlight meeting moonlight," he mused. " You know…looking at your mother you would have thought that she was sunlight, and seeing me you would have thought of me as moonlight. She was radiant; I was mysterious. But on the contrary, looks have nothing to do with it. Angie's soul was filled with these…secrets, secrets she never told me,"
Serena frowned. " But what does the phrase mean?" she pressed.
" It's like meeting your soul mate. Your mùirn beatha dàn," he said.
" What?" Serena blinked.
" Nothing. Let's just say that when sunlight and moonlight meet…it's like opposite attraction. And they are molded together and always meant to be…but it just can never happen," Scott sighed.
" Why?" Serena asked.
" Because sunlight and moonlight only mix at sunset and sunrise…they go opposite ways…colliding only twice. It is a once in a lifetime chance," he said, eyes unclear. He shook his head as if to awaken. " But I have work to do. I'll see you soon," he dismissed her.
Serena stumbled out in confusion.
Running lightly, Serena reached her room. Walking in quietly, she avoided bumping into Lita. Changing into her white nightgown she found that she couldn't sleep. Lying in her bed, she saw shadows on her balcony. " I'm not afraid of you," Serena whispered. She crept to the doors to her balcony. She saw Mina, Sophie, Amy, and Ken standing there. Her eyes hardened. ' Just you wait,' she thought. She walked quietly back.
" So, how are we going about this again?" Ken whispered.
" We're all sorry, aren't we?" Sophie asked quietly.
Heads slowly nodded. " Hopefully then, she is a bigger person than both of us," Amy whispered. ' No, who said I'm sorry?' she thought.
" Serena?" Lita called through her door. She turned the knob slowly, and found it open. Stepping into the hallway, she thought she saw a white figure step into the bedroom. " Serena?" she inquired. There was still no answer. Walking into the bedroom, she found not one but four figures standing there. 'What?' she thought. " Ken?" she asked, as the clouds moved from the moon. White rays cut across the four faces. " What?" Lita asked in shock. ' What were they doing here?' she thought.
" Where's Serena?" Sophie asked in confusion.
Amy frowned. " Maybe she went to the bathroom," she thought out loud. She walked and turned the knob of the door that led to the hallway. It was stuck. Amy jiggled it. " Maybe she's outside," she stepped away from the door. ' Something's not right here,' she thought. She tried the two doors to the balcony, but it too was immovable.
" What's going on?" Mina muttered.
" What's that smell?" Ken sniffed at the air. They followed the smell, and found themselves facing the balcony doors a gain. There stood Serena, spilling gasoline all over the doors. She picked up something square and small.
In the moonlight, Amy squinted to get a good look. She didn't have to guess anymore when Serena lit it. It was a match.
Serena stood out there, dressed in a brown stained flowing white nightgown. Her hair fell past her hips in golden waves. It was ironic how she could look so beautiful and cherubic, when in her hand she held the flame to their death. " I found these handy supplies outside," she said. Her eyes were impassive as she dropped the match. As if in slow motion, the flame devoured the gasoline. Serena ran down the balcony as it burst into flames.
" How? Why were they there?" Sophie coughed as she moved away from the balcony doors.
Ken, Lita, Mina, and Amy pounded on the other door in desperation. Amy fell down, gasping for breath. She soon became unconscious.
Lita slumped against the wall. It was no use. Ken stood above her. He held out a hand. " Lita, I'm so sorry for getting you into this," he said, face smudged.
" No, your not. The reason I got in this was because I thought I loved you. How foolish I was," Lita ridiculed, tears spilling. " When you didn't come that night…" she whispered. She pulled up her sleeves and revealed scars. " You guys played me. Played me like a child," she whispered.
" No. No! Lita! I want to tell you that…" Ken fished around in his pockets. He found the black case. " Lita…" he looked down. " Lita!" he cried as he found her slumped over. He touched her tear stained face. " Lita…" he said softly and dropped the black case to slide next to her. It was no use.
" No! I can't die!" Mina pounded the door over and over.
" How!" Sophie sobbed.
" I did it okay?" Mina cried. She swung and faced her mother. " I had those supplies outside! I wanted to burn her after you left. Wanted to burn her like a witch at a stake," she said hoarsely.
" Why!" Sophie asked, eyes searching her daughter's sooty face in desperation.
" Because I hate her so much," Mina said bitterly. " She has everything I always wanted to have," she said quietly and slumped against the wall.
" What! What did she have that you didn't have?" Sophie sobbed, collapsing next to her.
Mina could barely keep her eyes open. " Love," she whispered before her heavy lids closed her into blackness.
" Mina!" Sophie sobbed, throwing herself onto her daughter. " I…I…" Sophie realized that she couldn't say it. She didn't love her daughter. She just couldn't. 'Life is so cruel and I walked down a hard and wrong road,' she thought. " I tried," she whispered, sinking into darkness. It was no use.
Blue eyes stared at her. They held everything she wanted. Running, Serena bawled into Darien's chest. " You came," she sobbed.
Soothing her, Darien lifted her up, grimy dress and all. He carried her over to his car. " We'll just give it another try okay?" he whispered.
" Give what another try?" Serena whispered.
" Life okay?" Darien smiled gently.
" Start over? You would start everything over for me?" she asked, tears spilling.
Darien nodded. He rubbed his thumb across her face, wiping the tears away. " Serena, your tattoo…" he said astonished. He looked at his thumb; it was stained with yellow, white; the remains of Serena's tattoo. " No one ever wiped your tears away?" he asked softly.
Serena shook her head. " I don't want to start over. It'll be like Sophie. It'll be like Scott, Miriam, and Angie all over again," she whispered.
Darien shook his head. " No, it won't be, because I'll be there, and I love you. There will be no when sunlight meets moonlight foolishness. There will be no soul mate foolishness. I'm there because I want to be. Not because it was meant to be," he said gently. It surprised him how his words rang truthfully.
Serena smiled at him beneath all her tears. Sighing, she leaned back into his arms as he started the car. In her heart, she knew that there was no happily ever after, but it was not no use. There was hope. ' That's what sunlight meets moonlight is. Hope. It was just a desperate dream Angie and Scott held to try and keep their love together. But I don't need it,' Serena thought. She flipped the visor over. Looking in the mirror she ran her fingers on the spot under her right eye. It was unsoiled. It was clear.
" Serena?" Scott called out coughing. The room was full of smoke. " Serena!" he shouted. Running to her bedroom door, he pushed items away and wretched the door open. He stared at the bodies. You could still make out the faces. " Angie?" he whispered, sinking down next to the body. " Angie…" he shook her body. It was no use.
" Hurry!" the fireman gathered outside. Water blasted against the side of the burning building.
Inside six bodies were burning under the golden blaze of heat. Slowly a black case burned away. A heart-shaped ring sparkled a little hope for the six bodies. Slowly under the heat, it began to melt.
THE END
A/N: Well… actually it's not the end. There are three more endings to this. This was the angst-y ending, and I hoped you liked it and stay tuned for the last three endings.
