Chapter Two
Sydney's POV
'I woke up with a fright. The screams woke me from my sleep. I was conscious in just enough time to see and feel the impact. I gasped for air. What the hell is going on?
"Dad? What's happening?" I asked in a state of shock. Water was quickly filling the car. I tried moving but the seatbelt was too tight, immobilizing me. I looked between my parents, my mom was unconscious and trapped like I was hanging out the door. Tears fell down my face as I realized the horrible situation we were in. The only thing not under the water now was our heads. I took a deep breathe and prepared to be completely submerged.
"Syd, swim to the top." My dad said, climbing to the backseat and cutting my seatbelt.
"Dad no, I have to help with Mom." I said trying to get to the front seat. He grabbed my arm tightly and looked at me, with a strict expression. Something that dad rarely wears.
"Sydney. Swim up to the top and wait for us. We'll be there soon. I promise." He said to me. I nodded and made my way to the door. I looked back and my dad nodded, I kicked open the door and made my way to the surface. I treated water for a little while, before finding a rock to sit on.
I waited and waited. I kept waiting. I waited for my parents to appear at the surface. I began feeling light-headed. It wasn't until then I noticed the long and probably deep cut in my side. Blood flowed from it like the water in front of me. It just kept coming and coming.
I tried to stay awake but my eyes wouldn't stay open. When I awoke, I was in a bright room, with wires plugged into my skin. There was beeping from my heart and a man with a sad look on his face.
"Sydney, I'm sorry, but your parents were found at the bottom of the lake."'
I woke up with a start. Sweat poured down my face and back. I was shivering at the same time. Tears fell down my face, blurring my eyesight.
Every night since the accident. Every night since I woke up in the hospital feeling utterly alone, I have that nightmare. I relive the crash. Every time I close my eyes, no matter where I am, I relive it. It doesn't fail. In school, on a bus, in a car, no matter where I am.
That's a reason why sleep scares me. I usually don't sleep until my body pretty much collapses. I used to love sleep. Sleep was my best friend, now it's my worst enemy.
"Sydney, time for school." I heard a voice call. I wiped my face with my shirt and headed to the bathroom. I did my business.
Today is gonna be worse than all the others. I'm always tired so that's not really a surprise. I just feel ache-y. I've been absent the last couple of days because of a fever. My aunt told me I was missing too much school. I still had the fever but I was going to the place I call Hell today.
Obviously the first thing on Hell's schedule was to have everyone stare at me like I was some disease. I was just an outsider to them. I belonged to the pale faces, no matter the color of my skin or the blood that runs through my veins. That's what the girls who always pick on me tell me. I was just a filthy outsider. A disgusting pale face. The way they spoke to me reminded me of Hermione being called a mud-blood. I will never understand the reason behind the hate at La Push Reservational High School.
When I first started getting picked on, I asked my Aunt and Uncle to transfer me to Forks High School. I even told them I'd find my own way there. they refused, they said the people at school just had to get used to me. My Aunt and Uncle don't hate me. It's just they never wanted kids. They are the party type adults and don't know how to take care of a kid. Even though I'm practically grown.
"Maybe the bitch can't read. The signs clearly say 'No outsiders welcome'." One of the girls who always pick on my said when I was walking down the hallway. I just kept walking and ignored them like they always do.
I was looking down at my feet when I was walking down the hallway. Someone bumped into me me, actually it was probably the opposite. I fell back to the ground. The person looked down at me and crinkled his eyebrows.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." He said reaching out his hand to help me up. I nodded my head and cautiously reached out my hand to grab his.
"Calm down. I don't bite." He said with a slight smile. I slightly returned it and looked back down.
"Quil come on!" A guy said from down the hallway. Quil smiled at me and ran to meet his friend. When they were outta eyesight, I was surrounded by girls.
"Who the hell told you to touch a god like that?" One of them said.
"Don't ever put your filthy outsider hands on him again!" Another one yelled. I felt one push me. The bell rang saving me from being jumped again.
"Saved by the bell, Bitch. We'll finish this later." One of the girls said. Her and her friends walked away from me. I didn't know any of their names. I never cared to remember them. This isn't the first time these girls have beat me up though. I might not be good with names, but I'm excellent with faces. I remember each and everyone of them smiling and laughing as they beat me to a bloody pulp.
This is gonna be a long ass day.
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