Boiling Point

10| How it ends

~Its been four years since the bombing and only Skye and Jacob are left. Mickayla is now fourteen and Jr is three. They lived fine until this particular day~

.::Skye::.

Mickayla didn't take the fact that the guys were dead. She really liked them. They were like brothers to her. Eventually she broke out of her sadness and she's grown up and now she's a beautiful girl..ehem...women.

"Mom I'm leaving!" She yelled from downstairs. I ran down to make sure she left safely. "Be safe!" I yelled. "I know".

"Oh! Kayla" I grabbed her. "Your father and I won't be here when you get back. We are going to a business meeting. Jr will be with grandma so you will be here alone" I told her.

"No boys!" Jacob added from upstairs.

She giggled, "I know daddy". He came down with Jr who was too interested in his little kid game. Mickayla gave Jr. A kiss.

"Gwoss!!" He yelled. We all laughed as she walked out with some friends. "She's growing up baby..." I said, my voice cracking. "Just be happy we have Jr. He'll be with us for a while" he stroked my cheek. "I know" I chuckled. "Who wants pancakes?!".

3:00-

.::Mickayla::.

I came home, exhausted from Volleyball. "Mom? Dad?" I yelled. I remembered they had a business meeting. I shut the door behind me and walked to the kitchen with a sticky note from my mom.

Kayla,

Hope you had a good day at school (: I ordered pizza for you, should be there any time after 3. Love you!

I took it off and tossed it. I threw down my bag and watched tv. Before I could settle in, the doorbell rang.

I opened it but it wasn't a pizza guy. "Where's the pizza?" I asked. "Oh I'm sorry" he said in a creepy voice. His hair was in a braid and had a hat on. His nostrils were huge but his smile was promising. "Can I come in?" He put his foot in my door way but I slammed the door on it.

"Look I don't know who you are or why you feel the need to just walk in but my dad and mom said no boys and I feel like having skin on my ass" I shoved him out. "Wait wait! Is your mother, Skye Fiona Davidson?". I nodded slowly. "Is your father Jacob Emmanuel Perez?". I nodded slowly again. "Are you Mickayla Amanda Perez?" He asked.

I nodded, a bit creeped out. "How do you know our names?" I asked. "You see, I was a close friends with your parents back in my younger years. We were best friends along with other people". "Where these other people the ones who got killed in the bombing?" I asked. "Yes, yes they were. Such a sad day. Anyway, I was a more intimate friend with your mother. Until she slept with your father, got pregnant with you, then left me like I was nothing. Do you know who I am?" He asked.

I shook my head in total confusment. "I'm your father" he smirked. "No your not. I look nothing like you. I know who my father is, thank you".

He shoved passed the door and walked in. "Hey this isn't your house. Get out". "I took care of you your first four months of life because your mother didn't bother to tell your father or I that you weren't my kid. I prepared for you with her for nine months. You are my kid!" He yelled.

"Listen to me! I bet you on my grandmothers life that if my dad knew he would let you do that. So don't blame him for it, blame my mom. And wow four months, such a long time. Just get out" I opened the door, gesturing for him to get out.

"Mickayla..Amanda..Smith" he said. "Perez. WHAT THE FUCK! IM NOT YOUR KID! IM JACOB EMMANUEL PEREZ'S DAUGHTER! I WAS SINCE THE DAY I WAS BORN AND I WILL BE UNTIL THE DAY I DIE!" I shouted.

He came charging towards me and before I could tell what happened next, I blacked out.

7:00-

.::Skye::.

Jacob and I felt the need to leave Jr at my moms for the night since she lived all the way in Malibu. Plus we thought this would have been a good time to have the talk with Mickayla since she's growing up.

Prince was still in the car gathering the laptop and other stuff from the meeting. I opened the door and saw Mickayla strapped to a chair, in the door way, crying. She was moaning, begging for help.

I ran up to her and tried to set her free but the tape was strapped on tight. Her face had bloody guys and bruises all around. "Who did this to you?!".

I had a shocking pain in my shoulder as I flew back from Mickayla. I looked at my shoulder and saw it was oozing with blood. "Hello Skye" I heard Ray say. He came out, looking sharp and stern. Not a blood stain was found on him. "What the hell Raquan?!" I yelled, trying to hold the blood. "Missed me baby? I was just telling your daughter here about our fun times" he said, flaring the knife around her face. She cried harder and followed the knife. "Stay strong honey" I said, taking my sweater off inconspicuously. I put it on my shoulder.

He pulled out the gun and aimed it at me. I was too weak to fight so I guess it was my time. The gun went off, but it didn't hit me. The gun flew next to me and I saw Ray and Prince scrambling on the floor.

Prince pinned Ray and punched him multiple times. "It was you!!" He yelled. "You killed them didn't you?! BRE! STAR!! DIGGY, MYLES, KILONI, JACOB, ROC, PROD, BAHJA! YOU KILLED THEM!" He punched him harder and you could see blood. "DUH!" Ray shouted, pinning Jacob. He punched him and flung out his pocket knife.

I shifted over and faced the gun. I grabbed it really quick and kept it close so I could still hold my sweater.

"NOW YOUR FINALLY OUT THE PICTURE! FOR GOOD!" He yelled, throwing his hand back. I aimed for his side. I stared at Mickayla and stared at Jacob. "Leave..my family...alone!" I yelled. I shot Ray in his side and he fell off of Prince. I covered my mouth i shock as he stood there, dropping the knife helplessly. I slowly got up and walked over to him. "I don't love you anymore..not after this.." I said, wrapping my finger around the trigger. "I love you Skye" he said. My hand shook as I started to cry. "Burn in hell".

I shot him twice in the head as he didn't make a move. I dropped the gun and fell to my knees next to him. "Ray! Raquan! Get up! Get up!!" I shook him. Jacob got up and wrapped his arms around me. "He's gone Skye..he's going to where he belongs" he said. Mickayla led out a loud moan.

We ripped off the tape and she cried, hugging us tight. "I'm so so so glad you guys were here" she shook. "I love you both so much..!!". She hugged Jacob tighter. "I'm Mickayla Amanda Perez. I'm your daughter". I smiled. "I was so scared..".

"Don't worry. Daddy's here. Daddy's got you ma".

-End