Hey lovies! :D How goes it? So new chapter is up and I'm sorry for any mistakes. It was kind of rushed... but not really. and there's always so much stuff that happens in one chapter! GAAAAH! What shall I ever do?! Anyways... he's a bit more of why Sky is like Sky... and I hope you enjoy! Reviews are ALWAYS appreciated. Seriously. Thanks for reading and have a good month of April! :D oh and... consider this your Easter present... or maybe it's an April Fools... though it would be a pretty bad one XD sorry. I'm babbling. Anyways! HERE'S CHAPTER 3!

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Chapter 3

Sky POV

I froze. How did he know who I was? Nora and Scott didn't even know my name. My ears were buzzing with the sound of his voice. It was low and rough. And so familiar.

"Sky… That's your name?" Nora asked, turning her head to me. I nodded and sat up.

"You know what? I'm feeling much better now. No scrapes, no bruises… maybe just a bit of mental damage, but everything will be fine!" I pushed the covers off of me violently and headed for the door that I had targeted earlier.

I kept my eyes to the floor, not wanting to make eye contact with Patch. He was too bizarre for me right now. I then walked straight into something. I had made sure my way was clear. I looked up and came face to face with Patch. His black eyes bored into my brown ones.

"What? How'd you get here? You were all the way over there!" I asked incredulous looking back and forth to where he then and now stood. I stumbled back and glared at both of them. "What do you want? Why are you keeping me here?!" I almost yelled.

"Because we have to discuss some things with you…" Nora said calmly approaching me.

"Well… No. I don't want to discuss anything and I don't want to be here." I said my blood starting to boil up. "My caretaker is going to blow up when he finds out that I'm not home yet. So, please, let me go and never talk to me again!" I said going around Patch and grabbing the handle, ready to turn it.

"Sky… I'm someone who's willing to help, if you want it." I stopped all movement. Those were the exact same words he had said in my dream. No! It can't be. He wasn't in your dream Sky!

What if I was?

My head snapped back to face Patch. His back was to me and he seemed to be looking far out into the horizon, distracted by something.

"What was that?" I asked hesitantly.

"What was what?" He asked walking back to Nora, who was giving him a warning look.

I marched up to him, grabbed him by the arm and turned him around. The moment my skin made contact with his, my body started to tremble. The chain necklace I had had since I could last remember started to burn against my skin. An eerie blue shimmer came from my chest, where the necklace was hidden under my shirt. I looked up at him to find his eyes glued to my shirt. Instinctively, I let go of him and covered my chest with my arms. He wasn't looking at me in that way, but I still felt violated.

"What do you have under there?" He asked.

"Nothing of your concern."

"What do you have under your shirt?"

"Patch!" Nora intervened. "What the Hell is going on?" She asked, her cheeks going a bit red.

"I'm not going to ask again, Sky." Patch said, completely ignoring Nora.

By this point, my jaw had dropped and I couldn't mutter a single word. My brain seemed to have been disconnected with reality and all I could do was stare at Patch. He knew. He knew what I was. He knew what I didn't and he was going to tell me. All I had to do was say what was under my shirt. All I had to say was that I had a chain necklace under my shirt. That's all.

"And I'm not going to answer you." The words had just come out. WHAT?! NO! I tried opening my mouth again, but I couldn't.

He sighed and turned to Nora. He kissed her on the forehead and whispered something in her ear before going back to the window and disappearing. My eyes slowly went back to Nora's and she looked at me in a weird way. I couldn't put my finger on it. It was a mixture of hate and compassion.

"C'mon. I'll drive you home." She said walking past me and opening the door. I didn't turn around. I was grounded in that spot.

"No. It's fine. I'll just run." My head hung low as a few tears started to come down my face.

"Sky-"

"I said it's fine." I snapped. I headed out the door and ran down the stairs, getting out of the house and running back into the forest. I heard the sound of her voice, calling after me.

But I just ran.

I finally made it back "home" and slipped through the basement window, making it into my room by midnight. I didn't hear any sounds in the house nor did I see anything unusual. I started to breathe normally again and then I changed into my sleepwear. As I was about to lie down in bed, my stomach growled loudly asking for its last third of provisions for the day. I looked around my room in hope to find food but I had no such luck. I sighed quickly getting out of the basement and into the kitchen.

It was a simple little thing with a sink, stove-and-oven with the typical appliances: nothing too fancy and nothing too poor. I think the proper term would have to be cozy. I went to the fridge and grunted as I remembered there was a lock on it. I needed the key that was around my "mother's" neck. I swore under my breath and turned to head back downstairs. I then noticed someone sitting in the armchair that was in the living room that was linked to the kitchen. I swallowed hard realizing who it was.

"I uh… wanted something to eat. Midnight snack." I said quickly.

"Where were you?"

"I went for a run and I got lost." I paused, waiting for a series of insults to come my way, but nothing came. "And then I found a friend's house and she drove me home." I somewhat lied. He got up and walked up to me. His hand outstretched and came to meet my cheek, brushing a hair back. I flinched, taking a step back.

"There are a lot of dangerous things out there… A young pretty girl like you should be very careful at this hour." I knew where this was going. He had tried to touch me a while ago. He tried to go for my face again. This time I slapped his hand out of the way and shoved past him.

"Don't you dare touch me!" I hissed.

I was then pushed up against the cupboards and my arms were pinned to my back. I let out a yell and squirmed, not loosening his grasp what so ever.

"You won't talk to me like that young lady! I have given you my home and my food. The least you can do is listen to me when I tell you to." He had pressed his body up against my back and slowly slid his hand down my leg. My eyes shut tightly and I bit my bottom lip.

This wasn't going to happen again.

I wouldn't let it.

Not.

Again.

Before anything could have been done, a bright light shone around us. I could see it through my eyelids. Suddenly, all weight from behind was gone and I felt as though I was floating again. Except this time, it wasn't dream like. I was actually floating. I began to rise into the air and turned on myself until I came face to face with my aggressor. His eyes were open wide and his jaw was dropped to the floor. My arms were spread out wide like wings and my knees were brought up to my chest. I was then brought back down to the floor by an invisible force and I felt suddenly completely rejuvenated.

My eyes snapped up to my foster father to notice he was trembling. His jaw kept on opening and closing, as though he was meaning to say something but the words didn't want to come out. His gaze turned hard and he rushed towards me, pinning me up against the wall. A small smirk appeared on my face.

"What are you smiling about, you mess-up? What's so funny?" I leaned down and brought my lips to his ear.

"The fact that you aren't going to be able to walk in the morning…" I whispered in his ear before sliding my legs between his and pushing them apart until I heard a pop. I then grabbed his arm and twirled him around, bringing it to his back and pinning him to the floor. I pressed his head down against the cold ceramic and watched as his eyes filled with horror and dread. I sat on his back and held him in place every time he tried to move. "Try to do anything to me ever again… and walking isn't the only thing you'll be worried about." I turned him over so he could look at me. "You won't remember any of this. You'll say that you fell down the stairs really hard and you lost control. You don't know what happened. Everyone else was asleep in the house and you couldn't do anything about it. You wanted to call, but the phone was too far." His mind slowly cleared of all other thoughts. "You'll also never… Ever attempt to touch me again." I finished.

I got up, leaving him with both of his legs dislocated. His wife would be downstairs any second to call the paramedics. I grabbed a fruit from the counter and quickly made it downstairs, locking myself in my room, blocking out any sound that came from upstairs. Soon enough, I was lying in bed, counting sheep.

Yellow! So. how was it? please let me know! I'm horrible at continuing something! :P What do you guys think of my version of Patch and Nora? Do you like it? Do you not like it?

btw... what is Sky? There can be some confusion... but everything is going to be cleared up soon enough... She's a bit special XD

No one belongs to me except my Sky. :) It's part of fanfiction... gotta say it every time! ;) Review and lemme know! :D