This is for koolyo's review "read my name and UPDATE before i kill u!" I'm not all about the death threats, in fact last time I had one I bitched out the chick so bad that I was kicked off of fanfic for a week, we don't want this to happen again do we? I didn't think so, so in future reviews leave the "I'll kill you if you don't review out," okay? Now that this is cleared up on to my next order of business.
Rachel, and anyone else possibly interested in my new story but afraid they won't understand what's going on, Windy has never read the L J Smith series, or any of her books, and she thinks that the story is quite understandable without having read said books. So if you want to give it a try, give it a try, don't let a little thing like never having read the books before stop you. Now on with…
Chapter 18
Sorry Sorry's
Alandra stood at the bow of her fathers ship watching the ocean waves tumble behind them. She sighed silently as she thought of her brother. He was such a pain, she loved him dearly but she didn't understand how he could be so dreadful to her. Sometimes she wished he had never been born. The ocean wind blew her long blond hair out behind her. Her cut off shorts hung loosely on her, as did her long button down shirt, though her shirt was missing a few sleeves as it was too hot in the Caribbean to wear long sleeves.
"Hey Alan, whatcha doin?" Logan asked, coming up behind her.
"Simply wishing you had never been born," Alan said dramatically. She was an eighteen year old girl and tended to go for the dramatic, especially when it came to her baby brother. Logan stuck his tongue out at her.
"Were not," he said with a smirk that was not unlike his father's.
"Whatever," Alan said, rolling her eyes. "What do you want?"
"Mother sent me te find ye, wants te talk te ye I guess."
"Wants to talk to you," she said, emphasizing his grammatical errors. He simply shrugged and ran off. Thirteen year old boys were so annoying. With another sigh she turned from her reflection of the ocean and went to find her mother.
She was standing at the helm beside her fa. Alandra smiled as she watched them, the spark had never left their marriage. She knew they still loved each other now as much as they had when they fell in love, more probably. She watched them kiss and decided it was time to see what her mother wanted.
She walked up the stairs to the helm and her parents. They turned to look as she walked, a smile on their lips that didn't quite meet their eyes.
"What's up?" She asked.
"We were thinking of going on a trip, but-" her mother started, cutting off quickly and looking at her father.
"What?" She asked, looking back and forth between the two.
"We want to go to Spain," her father started.
"You want to leave me with Aunt Elizabeth and Uncle Will while you go visit my brother," Alan accused. Their identical looks of guilt told her all she needed to know. "You can't leave me behind, he's my brother."
"Darlin we haven't spoken te yer brother in almost twelve years, we don' know what he'll do when we show up. Best if yer not in danger," her father said.
"I don't give a damn, leave Logan with Will and Liz if you want, he's the one that caused this anyway," she yelled.
"Ye know that's not true, it's Raul that caused it, he told Dem those lies about us havin Logan te replace him. It's not his fault and if ye say it again ye'll be slapped," her father yelled, making her stop in shock. Her father had never threatened to hit her before, even when she had pushed Logan off the ship when he was five and she was eleven, he had only sent her to her cabin for a week.
"It doesn't matter," she whispered. "I'm not leaving this ship, and if you make me then I'll just find my own way there. I want to see Dem, you won't leave me behind," she finished and stormed off to her cabin.
Jack shook his head as he watched his headstrong, self centered, dramatic, teenage daughter storm away.
"Went better then I expected," he said to his wife. She burst out laughing at him.
"Then why'd you even bring it up?" She asked.
"Thought she might actually listen te reason," he said with a shrug, making her laugh all the harder.
"Liar," she accused through her tears of mirth.
"I'll get ye fer that princess," Jack smirked.
"Promise?"
"Oh I promise alright," he mumbled, leaning down to kiss her fiercely.
"Do you think he'll see us?" She asked when the kiss ended.
"I don' know love," Jack said, turning serious suddenly.
After they had Logan and told Dem the joyous news of his new brother the letters had stopped coming. Thinking something was wrong they had sped to Spain only to be told Demetrius no longer wished to see them or speak to them. They had waited a month for their son, not leaving until they talked to him. Finally he appeared one morning, a scathing look on his face as he took in his youngest brother.
"Is that the bastard you had to replace me?" He asked, making both parents stop in shock.
"No one could ever replace you Dem," Rena had said, trying to hug him.
"I don't believe you, I don't ever want to see you again," he had cried and run from their rented room. They packed and left the next day, their hearts broken.
"It's been so long, maybe he's forgotten his grudge?" Rena asked hopefully, knowing well Raul would never let him forget. Jack held her tightly willing her to know she was not at fault for the loss of their son.
Alan lay on her bed in her tiny cabin thinking. She missed Dem so much, she had never quite gotten over him choosing to stay with their Uncle, and she had never forgiven Logan for making Dem hate them.
Deep down she knew it wasn't Logan's fault, but she couldn't make her mind believe it entirely, after all Dem stopped talking to them because Logan was born, even if it had been her Uncle that had filled his head with lies.
A knock came to her door and she stared at it in annoyance.
"Alan, can I come in?" Jessie asked. The annoyance went away as she realized it was her older sister at the door.
"Come in Jessie." Even though Jessie was thirteen years older than herself they were still the best of friends. Jessie was the one that had comforted her after Dem left. She had been there to watch her when she was a child, to play with her as she got older, and to talk to when she was lonely.
"Hey sweetheart, I hear we're taking a voyage to see Dem, thought you may wanna talk," Jessie said, sitting down next to her on the bed.
"They wanted to leave me with Will and Liz," Alan said angrily.
"Course they did, they love you. We don't know what our welcome will be when we come to port, it could be open arms, it could be open fire. The important thing is that you and Logan are safe," Jessie said, making too much sense for Alan to ignore.
"But he's my brother, I want to see him," Alan said.
"I know, I want to see him too, and so do mom and dad. Don't be angry with them cause they want you safe though. And stop being mad at Logan, you know it's not his fault. Maybe it's time you forgave him and let it go," Jessie said.
"How'd you get to be so smart?" Alan whispered.
"Not sure, fa often asks me the same thing though," Jessie smirked, ruffling Alan's hair. Alan smiled and looked at her sister. At thirty years old she had the wisdom of someone twice her age, and the beauty of a twenty year old. Alan smiled up at her. "I should get back to work, fa will be mad if the sails aren't mended by tonight."
"Okay, thanks Jessie," Alan said.
"No problem kid," she smirked and left.
Alan sat there for a while, thinking over what her sister had said. Perhaps it was time to let her grudge go, it had been twelve years after all. Maybe it was time. Alan fell asleep with a smile on her face, thinking that it would be nice to be on good terms with her brother, for once.
Sorry, I tried to put this up like3 hours ago but fanfic was being weird and wouldn't let me, and then I had a power outage and couldn't even turn my comp on for 2 hours, and then my internet wouldn't work! so it's been one thing after another this afternoon, but I got it to you, finally.
Sorry this is up a little late, I went out and partied last night so I didn't write. Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, and again the idea for going so far ahead in time came from Windy, and the other son actually came from Windy and Rachel suggested it as well, so if you have a problem with it take it up with them :)
Ha ha, now you'll get the mad emails and not me! No, I'm joking, don't be sending them hate mail or anything; they're two of my best reviewers.
Well I see we didn't quite make it to 100, only 97… I seem to be perpetually stuck at 97. The Slave Girl is stuck at 397 and hasn't moved in months, and now this one's stuck at 97 too, kind of odd I thought. Anyway enough about my weird thoughts, review so I'm not stuck at 97 anymore, I know you guys can get me over 100 with this chapter, and if you don't I'll be pretty upset since it's only 3 reviews away. But I want more than 3 reviews, I want everyone that reads this chapter to review and tell me if you like where the story is going. REVIEW!
Thanks to everyone that reviewed last chapter, you guys are awesome!
