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 TWO
Sky sat on the plaid couch in Paul's living area. A small fan heater sat at her feet, blowing hot air onto her legs. A red towel was wrapped around her head, and she held a cup of warm milk in between her hands. Jared had made sure to get Sky dry and warm. All, while Paul began to freak out and try to convince himself this was all just a joke.
"This can't be happening," Paul said for the hundredth time, as he paced back and forth in his tiny kitchen. Jared sat back at the small round dining table, watching his long time friend freak out.
"Well, it is," Jared said, pulling his phone out from his pocket.
"No, this is not happening." Paul pulled at his hair. "It can't be."
"Whatever you say," Jared muttered hitting Sam's number into his phone and pressing the call button. He lifted the phone to his ear; on the third ring Sam answered.
"What?" Sam grumbled from the other end of the phone, sounding like he had just been woken up.
"Sorry about waking you Sam, but we have a problem," Jared said looking over at Sky. She looked better than she did half an hour ago, her cheeks had much more colour in them, and she had stopped shivering.
"No, we don't!" Paul yelled. Sky squished her eyes shut. She hated loud noises.
"Paul don't yell, you're scaring her," Jared hissed.
"Scaring who? Jared what's going on?" Sam asked from the other end of the line.
"Apparently Paul's a father."
"What!?" Sam yelled without thinking. There was some muffled talking on the other end of the line then a baby started crying. Sam cursed then started apologizing to Emily for waking their new baby.
"Jared, where are you?" Sam asked as there was movement in the background.
"Paul's trailer."
"I'll be there in five," Sam said before hanging up.
"Why did you call him?" Paul growled.
"I thought he might be able to talk some sense into you," Jared mused, as he texted Kim, telling her he got held up at Paul's and wouldn't be home for breakfast.
Sky peeked through her eyelashes at the two men. They both kept giving her weird looks. The man she had met outside, Jared the other man called him, seemed nice enough. The other man didn't seem as nice, he was loud and couldn't seem to stand still. Sky wonder if he needed to pee or something like that because he was moving around a lot. The room went quite as the two men stopped talking.
She took the few moments of silence to look around the room better. At the other end of the trailer there was a short hallway and three closed doors. Then there was a small kitchen with red cupboards and black counter tops. A stack of pizza boxes was piled next to a rubbish bin at the end of the bench. In the centre of the kitchen was a round table, made from dark wood. There were four chairs at the table, one of which Jared sat on. Then there was the living room. Which only consisted of the two-seater couch Sky sat on, a red recliner chair and an old box TV in the corner of the room, sitting atop of a wooded crate. The whole place felt empty, dark, and sad.
The other man, Paul, Jared called him, walked the few steps across the living room to stand in front of Sky. He towered over her, she had to crane her neck up to see his face. He did not look happy.
"Did your mum say when she'll be coming back?" Paul asked. Sky shook her head. Paul turned to look at Jared before asking, "What am I meant to do with a kid?"
"You're acting like the world's ending," Jared muttered.
"I'm sorry did you miss something?" Paul said gesturing to the girl. "I think this is pretty close to the end of the world."
"Oh, come on Paul, look at her. She's so sweet," Jared smiled.
"Exactly, look at her, she looks nothing like me." Jared looked back and forth between the two for a moment.
"Well, you too do have the same skin and hair colour."
"So what? So, does everyone else in La Push!" Paul defended.
"Well not everyone has your grey eyes, that's something you two have in common." Paul sent a death glare over his shoulder as the front door opened. Sky watched as another man entered the trailer. He looked much like the other two, only a little larger and older. Paul walked over to the new man, and they spoke in hushed voices, looking over at her every few minutes.
"Sam, I don't know what to do. I can't take care of a kid, I can't even take care of myself," Paul hissed. Sam just offered him a sympathetic smile as he shut the front door.
"Well maybe you should have thought of that before you made one," Sam said.
"I was like eighteen and stupid," Paul muttered running his hands over his face.
"Well now your twenty-two."
"And still stupid," Jared added. A tremble ran through Paul as he bared his teeth at Jared.
"Paul, calm down," Sam said placing a hand on Paul's shoulder.
"Do you know who her mother could be?" Sam asked.
"Well, there are six suspects on his list so far. But I think it will be hard to find… blonde girl from Tacoma Starbucks," Jared said reading off a scrap of paper Paul had scribbled down possible names on.
"Paul, we will help you get through this, but don't think that we'll be doing everything for you." As the men talked to one another, Sky hoped down from the couch. She moved silently to the kitchen and placed the cup Jared had given her up next to the sink.
"Just tell me what to do, Sam!" Paul yelled. Sky didn't like that; she hoped her mum would be back soon so she could get away from his yelling. Jared tried not to laugh at how pathetic Paul sounded. He flinched when a small hand touched his arm.
"What do you need, Hun?" Jared asked as the girl took a step away from him. Neither of the other man had noticed the girl move either.
"I'm uh... I'm hungry," the girl said quietly.
"Jared why don't you take her to Emily's? Paul and I will go to Fork's police station to see what Charlie thinks we should do," Sam said.
"Sure," Jared smiled. He stood up, holding a hand out to Sky. She took his hand, following him past the other men and outside. It had stopped raining, and the clouds had thinned out making this place seem a lot more welcoming than it had earlier. Jared helped Sky up into the passenger seat of his truck. The girl buckled herself in without needing to be told. Jared shut her door and then went and got into the driver's seat. He started the truck and backed out of Paul's driveway before Sam had even gotten Paul outside. As he drove to Emily's Jared tried to think of something to talk about with the girl.
"I'm sorry Paul was yelling. You don't like loud noises, do you?" he questioned.
"Loud is bad," Sky whispered.
"He's just a bit... upset," Jared thought that was as good as word as any, to describe Paul at this very moment.
"Did I do something wrong?" Sky asked, biting her lip nervously.
"He's just surprised to meet you. That's all," Jared said as he turned down Emily's driveway.
"I don't like him," Sky muttered.
"He takes a bit of getting use too. Don't worry, once you get to know him, you'll like him." Jared parked the truck next to the small cottage.
Sky didn't see why it mattered if she liked Paul or not, he was just a stranger. Once her Mummy came back, she would probably never see these people again. She hoped her mum would be back soon.
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