Fan Fiction ❯ Fate's Storm ❯ Silk Covered Snowflake ( Chapter 6 )

“Caid we are moving!” I announced, trying to keep the sadness from my voice as the other 15 year old ran into the room with a large grin pasted across her face.

 

“Where are we moving to?” She asked getting ready to pack whatever she had. I stood there thinking about it. “Now, then I need to take you all to get clothes and stuff, you really don't have anything.” I explained happy with my decision, but knowing my history was going to get me in the rear end for this. In a few hours what I had left in the town house was moved safely to the mansion, the one where my life had occurred for 13 years until I finally was able to get out and leave to live on my own. Just stepping through that door made me feel a rush come from the memories I had left behind and the reminiscing I know that I was going to feel as the house was explored and life kept moving on.

The front room, yes I remember being about three and carrying a small backpack with clothes and toys, I had a hold of a very thin hand that held firmly to mine. I remember my Aunt walking down the stairs with a large smirk on her face which even at three was unnerving, and her body decked in too expensive of clothing that made her look like a plastic doll. The person holding my hand let go and bowed deeply to my aunt and pushed me forward with a quick shove that almost knocked me to my feet. It scared me to be there alone in front of this woman who seemed to be grading my every movement.

 

“Can you speak little girl?” She asked getting really close to my face and checked my belongings. I swallowed hard, and tried to speak but when I went to open my mouth nothing would come out. I tried again and again but the woman was smiling as if she had just won something rare.

 

“Well I think I can take care of her, but she seems very shy to be living with me…” She trailed off dragging along the attention of the person who had just brought me to this place. I wanted to cry and run back to the person I knew was being taken in by this woman's trickery, I heard the door close and ran to the glass screaming for them to take me with them, to not leave me here with her. My aunt grabbed me roughly by the arm and brought me to her face which was twisted in a hatred or disgust of how I was acting.

 

“You are in my house and will act a certain way or be punished, do you understand?!” She traced a finger along my jaw line then grabbed the bottom of my mouth and squeezed it to make me face her piercing eyes.

 

I shook my head of the memories and followed everyone to the different rooms in the house. I remember there being about three large bedrooms and one small one. The girls ran to the two upstairs and decided who would get a bigger closet or the best view, I walked to the one room I remember feeling safe in, my parents old bedroom, the one place where my aunt would not step foot in. I walked in and saw the old wooden walls, the red carpet and the beautifully carved four poster bed with its red, black and white sheets. I sat down on the bed and ran my hands over the old comforters and felt my mind going back to the first time I had found this room. When I was ten I had been beaten many times before, but most of the times I never knew why. I had wandered down the halls trying to stay out of my aunt's sight in case she had a need to hit me again, that's when I saw the locked door. I pulled out a hairpin and picked the lock, letting myself in, the smells of an unused room wafted through the room and the room seemed untouched as if anyone who lived here had not left any evidence. I had laid there for hours feeling at peace in this anger filled house with no sense of love, yes love that dreaded word I had never used, but that was behind me now.

 

Caid came behind me and laid a hand on my shoulder to draw away the evil memories that would not leave me alone. He didn't smile but from his eyes I could see that he knew that this place was not my favorite to have to stay in and live. He sat down and laid out on the sheets to stretch. He turned to me and picked up one of my hands that supported my body and pulled for me to turn away from the mirror to my side to his reflecting yellow eyes.

 

“This holiday called Christmas is coming up, we need to get ready for it.” He said trying to still draw my attention from the past that lingered in the folds of my mind. Christmas, how long had it been since I had celebrated never here but in the townhouse with Jason and Marissa? Oh god! To think of them now still made me want to cry. Caid squeezed my hand and pulled me out of the room where the two girls, Que and Kya were talking about their plans. I laid my face on his chest and nodded my agreement to his idea. We left in a blurry rush, the baby in my arms wrapped tightly in a jacket, the two girls spinning wearing some of my clothes and Caid snug in his dark sweater and leather jacket. I smiled, it felt like I had a family as we slipped into the car.

Once inside the two girls took off for the clothes department in a rush with a wallet full of money and heads full of fashions. Caid and I were left with the baby and decided on a search for gifts and anything else we would stumble on while walking through the mall. The cat demon,(the baby) stayed very quiet as we searched the stores picking out gifts for the two girls, finding clothes and toys for the baby resting in my arms. After our gift purchases and many trips to the car we settled in at a small coffee shop and drank a warm cup of cocoa. I held one of the new bottles and fed the baby who kept trying to bite the nipple off with her gums. Caid watch us the entire time, then went to leave, for a second I turned my attention to him.

 

“Where are you off to?” Checking on the baby then gazing back up at him. He smiled and kissed the top of my head and left. I sighed, worried maybe but more on the side of curious, especially with anything could happen. I waited for an hour and was found by the two girls, carrying mass amounts of bags. I smiled and handed the baby to Que, telling her I needed to find Caid, she smirked but did as I said. I left the two in the shop and walked searching the shops in the mall until I came upon a jewelry store and inside was Caid. I laid against the wall and listened to the conversation he was having with the man inside.

 

“Yes I think this will do.”

 

“Are you sure sir, its very expensive.” I heard a rustling of money and an ok from the salesman. He walked out and I scurried to the other side, to watch him casually walk out of the store, a small box in hand that he stuffed in his pocket. I hurried back to the café so he wouldn't think I had spied and casually made small talk with the girls about their findings and how the new house was working out. He came in and Kya jumped with a lot of excitement that made me feel uncomfortable about it.

 

“Oh Caid, wait until you see the clothes I bought they are to die for!” She hung around his neck all the way out to the car and by hen I was going to burst a blood vessel in my forehead. Once inside the house Kya sprinted to her room, quickly changed, I knew this from the mass amount of noise that came from running and rustling in the room above. She came out wearing the most revealing leather outfit I had seen in awhile. Complete with high leather boots. She leapt on Caid and hugged his face almost to her breast and that was it. I handed the baby to Que and pulled my sleeves up to get a hold of her.

 

“Kya! These clothes are inappropriate to wear! Go change now and get off Caid!” I yelled pulling her by the shoulders and tossing her to the ground. She wasn't ready to cry but looked ready to try and hurt me, badly.

“You're not my mother!” She spat back running up the stairs.

 

“While you live in this house I am!” I called back taking the baby from Que and going to the living room, rubbing my temples. Kya was going to have to learn some respect whether she liked it or not. Caid sat down next to me on the couch and put a comforting arm around my shoulders, and laid his head on mine while rubbing the baby.

 

“How am I going to do it Caid? A baby, two girls, saving the world.” I sighed deeply and rested against his chest as the baby's breathing slowed to a soft beat. He laughed a little and rustled my hair affectionately.

 

“Knowing you, you'll find a way to do it.” He got to go upstairs to sleep and soon after I followed.

 

In the morning we woke up, there were small amounts of snow sprinkling and the ground was covered in a white blanket. I t was so beautiful that I ran out in my pajamas and danced under the snowflakes and felt the chill run over me. I hurried inside before my clothes were frozen from the water and ran to change into my snow clothes so I could frolic in the fresh snow. Everyone watched my crazy antics and soon after they realized my excitement I was joined in the mad rush to get out in the open. Excited about everything even Kya decided to be nice for the day and join us on the small hill in the back of the land. I had found an old wooden sled that must have belonged to someone a long time ago, carried it under my arm and the baby in the other as we tracked through the deep mush.

 

“I love the snow!” Que cried falling into it and disappearing from sight, we laughed as she pressed the snow down with her arms and made a snow angel impression. Her cheeks were rosy and the tip of her nose was red where the cold weather had finally gotten to it. The baby that was under my arm, was awake and boisterous, sticking her small hands out and trying to grab the snowflakes as they melt ed in her warm palms.

On the hill there is a really old oak tree, tall and shady. I remember this old tree, it has been around since I was very young, I know because, here I met my first friend. The roots still came partially out of the ground the same way they had been back then, I remember sitting on this one and gazing relaxing against the tree, letting the sun warm my skin. That was one of the days where he came and didn't quite understand who I was.

 

“Hello, I'm Sage. I haven't seen you here before, do you live close to here?” He asked so casually as if we were friends in another life. I watched him through small slits in my eyes, and smirked hoping he would go away. He sat down on the root next to me and brushed the hair out of my face. I sat straight up and tried to knock his hand out of the way but he kept going back.

 

“Would you stop that!” I shouted moving off the root and to the next one. He followed and kept smiling and watching me carefully.

 

“You know, you're quite pretty for your age.” He stated getting up and walking down the hill. I was blushing crimson red and frowning, in embarrassment. He turned to wave good bye but I turned away and crossed my arms. The next day when I had found time to get outside, he was there sitting under the tree as happy as could be with a pad of paper and a pencil in hand. He looked up as I approached the tree trying to be as annoyed as possible with him. He smiled and showed me the picture he was sketching, it was beautiful, he had drawn the tree with people under it. My wide eyed expression gave away the feelings that were coming from my heart at that moment as something so beautiful captivated me. He held the pad out to me and I took it with shaking hands.

 

“Here, try and draw my face.” He said holding still; I held the pencil between my fingers and let it run over the paper. Sketching furiously, I looked up every once and awhile to capture his features. I finished the art sketch and held it up hesitant at first. He smiled again and told me it was really good for a first time. I was excited and hugged the poor boy; he held me close to him and tucked his face in my hair. I felt a tingly sensation going up my spine as his hand stroked my back. I felt so safe at that moment that tears just came out and fell onto his shirt in floods.

 

“Why are you crying beautiful angel? Did I do something wrong?” He asked brushing the tears off my face. I tried a small smile and hugged the boy again this time harder than before.

 

“You have been a good friend to me.” I had to hurry after that back home, Aunt had some guest coming and I had to go through the same thing again. But everyday during the day I would rush off back to the tree where he would be to help me with drawing and we would just have fun together. I became so comfortable with this boy that I would run away to our tree house which we had built when I wanted to get away from Aunt. He somehow was always able to be there for me, I never knew where he was coming from but I just felt so happy about it all.

I pulled away for a moment to watch Caid staring out into the sky away from us. I walked over and slid and arm around his and snuggled against him. He removed his arm and wrapped it around me tightly pulling me to him.