Burned Intentions

Obliteration

Hey Guys.
I want to give this chapter a personal touch. Like you'll see how Skylar's mind sometimes drifts. So yeah!

Ohh and William has a sensitive side? WEIIIRRRD. I know.

OMG! I only have 3/4 more chapters then Burned Intentions is done ;(. It's been quite a journey though! #clapshands

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SKYLAR'S POV

This is so much to take in. Jesse... I mean Dmitry's betrayal and confession.
William wants to kill me. Ok well duuuh he has for quite some time.

I feel like I'm in fast and the furious 7 where white guy (ironic because his black) wants to kill Ramsey, but she keeps jumping from car to car. In my case I keep getting saved, poor guy. Must be tired, it's not like I care, but anyway. Where was I going with this again?

I don't know how I feel about this honestly. Am I angry, sad or just really romanticised but Jesmitry. Ok that sounds like a girls name. I wonder how he'd look in a dress. Ohh with matching shoes.

A giggle escapes my lips.

You have officially gone insane. William mutters irritated.

What's up your ass? Sour because your plan didn't go as you wanted it to go? I roll my eyes.

That is no way to talk to your father Skylar! He glares at me.

I think we've determined that you're nothing but a man who is constantly trying to kill me. I say, like aren't you tired of it. Like you've been failing hey! I place my hand on his shoulder. I think it's time we acknowledge that you officially suck at trying to kill people. I shrug. Don't try it as a professional. I giggle.

I get off the couch and go to my bed and sit against the wall and cross my legs. Maybe he just needs someone to talk to.
Or maybe he needs a different hobby. My subconscious adds.

William.

He looks at me.

Can we atleast have a proper conversation, without you trying to kill me. I mean I hate you and all, but it's worth a shot.

He scoffs and gets up from the couch and walks to the door.

C'mon, if not for me, do it for mom. If one of us dies, then we bump into her then we can atleast say we tried. I shrug.

That does it. He turns and faces me. His face looks tired, but he rolls his eyes and goes back to the couch.

Fine Skylar, what do you want to know?

I stop for a moment. I didn't actually think it would work, I thought he'd just flip me off and walk out of the room. Ok, ok. I'm about to have an actual conversation with my killer / dad / mad scientist.

Uhh, I have no idea. I bite my lip. Ohh! I have one. Why in the hell do you want to kill me, like I know, you blame me for mom's death. But like we moved on. I had to live through that, don't you think we should call it truce?

He laughs to the side shaking his head.

Skylar back then I understand I was work crazy, but I wouldn't have let the plague kill you. Don't you realise how much your mother loved you? He sighs. Yes I was wrong, but it made sense to me at the time. You keeping her from me, so that I'm not able to cure her is your fault. That's why.