Take Me Home
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SERIES. ALL THE RIGHTS BELONG TO STEPHANIE MEYER. I ONLY OWN THE PLOT AND OC'S.
CHAPTER ONE
"Are we there yet, Mummy?" asked a small girl. She sits in the passenger seat of a red VW as it drove down a dark highway. The girl was no older than four. With light copper skin, grey eyes that were framed by thick eyelashes, and curly black hair that sat low on her shoulders. The girl's mother, the driver of the old VW, doesn't respond to the girl. Her blood shot eyes stay fixed on the dark road ahead. The small girl pressed her lips together and fiddled with the hem of her pink t-shirt.
They had been traveling for well over a week and the girl was sick of being stuck in the small car; she wanted to run around and do something, anything. But the girl knew better then to keep asking questions. That would only make her mother mad and sometimes sad. The little girl didn't want that.
They drove on long into the night, through small towns and heavy rain showers. The girl fell asleep after a while and woke as the sun started to rise. She stretched her arms as far as the car roof would let her before looking around. Massive trees stood either side of the car. Her mother drank from a travel cup of coffee as she steered the car down the twisty road. Her mother looked over at her, noticing the girl was awake.
"Almost there Sky. You're almost there." The woman's voice was laced with strong determination, surprising the girl.
"Almost where, mummy?" Sky wondered aloud. Her mother took a long drink of her coffee as her other hand steered the car, before answering the patient girl.
"La Push…" The name didn't sound familiar to the girl, so she listened closely as her mother continued. "It's small; a total fishbowl of a town. The weather sucks but there's a beach and decent people. You'll like it here." The word 'you'll' made Sky wonder.
"You won't like it here?" She asked. Her mother went silent; her face turning hard.
"Put your shoes on, we're almost there," the older female said; changing the subject as some houses started to come into view. Sky sighed, bending down to do up the velcro on her dark sandals. By the time she looked up her mother was turning their car onto a short dirt driveway. At the end of the driveway was a long mobile home that had been taken off its wheels and placed onto large bricks. Tall grass grows around the building making it look unlived in. The well-worn dirt track and large, shiny blue truck parked next to the house depicted another picture. The woman stopped the car in front of the building, turning off the lights, but leaving the car running.
"Get out," she told the girl. Sky unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car as told. She frowned at her shoes as they pressed into the soft soil. Sky heard the back door of the car open and shut quietly before her mother appeared beside her with one of the few duffle bags that contained their belongings. The woman grabbed her daughter by her shoulder and pulled the girl towards the front steps of the mobile home.
"Now you listen closely," the mother hissed dropping the full bag on the lowest front step. "You stay right here." She pushed Sky down to sit beside the bag before putting a folded-up page of paper in the girl's hands. "And give this paper to the next person you see." The woman didn't have tears in her eyes, not a trace of emotion on her sharp face. "You are not to tell them anything about me, okay?" The girl was left confused but nodded at her mother. The woman nodded back at her daughter before returning to her full height and turning to the car.
"When will you be back, mummy?" the girl questioned, but her mother didn't stop. She marched to the car, stepped in and without a second glance at her own child she drove away. Sky watched the car drive back down the dirt driveway and back onto the main road.
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Jared drove down Paul's driveway, annoyed he had to come wake Paul up for the second time this week. Just because he was his own boss didn't mean Paul was allowed to sleep in and only show up when he felt like it. Jared stopped the truck and jumped out. It was only when he walked around the truck, he noticed the small girl sitting on his friend's doorstep.
"What the..." Jared muttered to himself as he continues to walk forward.
Sky's teeth clattered together as the cold wind blow rain into her face. She hoped the sun would come out and warm her up, but the clouds above only grow darker. She closed her eyes tightly and tried not to think about the cold.
Jared stopped in front of the small girl. She was shivering from the cold morning air and the light rain that was falling from the dark clouds above. He hated to think how long she had been out here.
"Hey, Hun," Jared said, kneeling down to the girl's level. The girl looked at him with big doe eyes. They were strikingly grey and stood out against her darker completion. "What are you doing out here?" Jared asked.
Sky had opened her eyes at the sound of the man's voice. The man before her looked scary, but his voice was warm and friendly. Her mother's words rang through her mind. She pulled the folded piece of paper from her pocket, and held it out to the man. Jared took the folded paper from her small hand and unfolded it. The page was full, from top to bottom with cursive handwriting and small rain drops making some words hard to make out. But the first line was clear as day. Too clear.
Dear Paul, this is your daughter...
"What? Paul!" Jared yelled, springing back to his full height without reading any further. The girl flinched out of fright.
"Sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry," she wimped. Jared's heart dropped when hearing how small and scared the girl sounded. He dropped back down in front of her.
"No, no honey it's okay. You did nothing wrong; I didn't mean to yell. I just... what's your name honey?" Jared asked placing a hand on her shoulder.
"S-sky," she answered wiping small tears from her eyes.
"Okay Sky, let's try and get you inside. It's too cold for you to be out here. Okay?" He stood up, slowly this time, and held a handout to the girl. Sky took his hand in both of hers and pulled herself to her feet. Her fingers felt like ice against his heated skin. Jared stepped up all three steps in one go, pulling Sky up next to him. Sky wasn't sure what was about to happen but if it meant getting out of the weather, she was happy to follow.
Jared banged on the front door several times before hearing Paul yell, "Give me a minute!"
"Paul, get out here right now!" Jared said loudly but tried not to yell. He was worried about scaring Sky again.
"What!?" the previously sleeping Paul snarled, as he flung the door open.
Paul scrunched his eyebrows. He looked from his friend's worried and angry face, to the small girl clinging onto Jared's hand. Then to the letter being held out to him. He took the letter from Jared and quickly read over the dark ink, trying to understand what was happening.
Dear Paul,
This is your daughter. Skyler Ray, she was born 18th of July 2006. She ruined my life. I know it's an awful thing for a mother to say about her own child, but it's true. I tried to change what I felt towards her, but nothing has worked. I'm scared that if I have her with me any longer, I'll end up doing something I'll regret. If you don't believe she's your daughter do whatever test you want, but all roads will lead to the same result. I hope she doesn't mess up your life like she has mine.
Yours truly...
There was no name. He flipped the page over and over in his hands, but there was no name of who this little girl's mother was.
AN: I've been going to post this story for a while now. But have been waiting for the right moment... now it is 1am on a school night and I am sick of reading over this story and telling myself it's no good. So, I'm just going to post it and see what you think. Please leave a review of what you think.
