Turning Tables

Chapter 2

Skyes POV:

We arrived at the new house. Of course when I finally pulled my headphones out, my daddy yells at me for being disrespectful.

Pftt right.

I look up at the gigantic old style Victorian house. How my daddy afforded this? I dont know.

It was beautiful.

I walk inside and check out the place. The wall's were a light cream color with golden curtains hanging from the Windows. Damn, Its like right out of the movies.

I walk up the staircase to look for a room.

After what seems like hours of looking, I finally settled in the room with a big beautiful tree next to the window. There is a house next to ours with a window alined up with mine.

I open my window and turned on some music. I started singing.

"We don't have to take our clothes off to have a good time Oh no. We could dance and party all night! and drink some cherry wine-"

I stopped and notice a not staring at me from the opposite window of me. He was tall and handsome. Around my age.

He was watching and listening. I kinda blushed cause he had witnessed me singing.

I closes my curtains and sat against the wall.

"Mama, I miss you."

The next morning my dad called me down for breakfast.

He was sitting and already eating without me when I came down.

I say down and poked my food with my fork.

Daddy sighs.

"Skye, eat." He says calmly at first.

I continue to poke it.

"Skye." He says more annoyed this time.

I continuously poke it.

"Skye!" He screams as he pick my plate up and throws it.

I flinch.

"What the hell is wrong with you? I know your sad but she's gone! Not coming back!" He yells.

I can feel my eyes already watering.

I run to my room and he follows yelling.

"Don't you walk away from me!" He slams my door. "Your a selfish Bitch! You think you're the only one sad? Cant you see it's killing me! I LOVED your mother!" He screams in my face.

I sob. "Just get OUT!" I scream. "I HATE you!" He slaps me, causing me to fall to the ground. I rub my cheek.

His look went from mad to regretful.

"I'm sorry Skye I-" I dont let him finish. "Just GET OUT!" I shove him out and slam the door. Sliding down it sobbing.

Through teared eyes, I can see that the boy who's window is right across from mine, saw the whole thing.

He looked at me with pity.

Well guess what. I dont need anyone's pity.

Alec's POV:

I heard a door slam from my new neighbor's house. I open my curtains and see the whole scene.

Whatever caused them to move here, must have been real stressful. Considering they brought it with them.

I saw the man also slap the girl.

I clutched my fists.

I may not know her but I sure as hell know that no woman should be touched.

She slides down the door crying.

I felt sorry for her.

She seemed so...lost So...sad.

"Alec! Come here honey!" My mom calls from downstairs.

"Yes mom?" She gives me a smile. "I am baking the new neighbor's a batch of brownies. I think you should take it over to them after I leave for work."

I nod and go back upstairs.

I finally get to meet her.