Hearts Only We Can See

She Was A Bad Idea

                  

"I'm sure what you made us to eat will be fantastic." I told Fancy giving her a small smile.

"Oh I'm not so sure, sweetie. It's hard to make without an oven...I just hope we get back in time for it to still taste the way it should." She said to her feet.

Fancy loved cooking. She went to culinary school in Oregon or something like that. She lived with her fiancé at the time. She never went into detail about how she got to be here with us. The only thing she would tell me was that her fiancé was very mean to her, she hired someone to murder him when he less expected it. After it was done she knew the cops were getting onto her. So she ran. Now she's here with us.

Everyone here has a terrible follow up story. I knew everyone's except Taryn's and Christopher's. All I knew about their past story is that they're brothers. It didn't matter how many times I asked them what happened, they never gave in.

Sally. Sally was the worst of all. We found her when she was four. She was wandering the streets by herself. No shoes, ripped pants and half a shirt and eating from people's garbage cans. We picked her up and took her in. We never once saw a missing person's ad. Her parents never cared.

She was never a troublesome child. She always ate when given food, was always quiet, and never whined. The only time she had trouble was when she was sleeping. She had nightmares every night. She would scream and cry. Kick and hit. The only time she would calm down was when I held her in my arms and stroked her hair. She never talked about the dreams to anyone.

The one thing about Sally's appearance that not once bothered us or her was the burn scars. They were everywhere. They started on her arms and went up and across her neck. They crossed her stomach and trailed down her legs. We still don't know where or how she got them but I believe it is connected to her dreams.

I always tell her that her scars are what make her beautiful; unique. And they did. The scars had a terrible meaning behind them but they were beautiful. Sally is beautiful in many different ways. She's beautiful in her freedom, in her wild heart. She's beautiful in the fact that she doesn't let her scars define who she is. She is beautiful in the way that her presence can make your eyes light up and your heart warm.

Sally is nice to everyone. The only time you'll find her with a hint of rudeness in her voice is when you hurt her family. Even though Sally has to be protected she is a protector. Hurt anyone in our family, you get to experience the wrath of Sally. It won't happen right away but you'll know before it happens. She is a genius I swear.

I looked up at the sky, the sun was still trying to wake up, the clouds were its pillows and they beckoned for it to stay asleep.

I looked at Marian who was holding Christopher's hand. I knew that Marian made Christopher genuinely happy but for Marian he was just another toy, another person to take from. Christopher didn't care, he was in love with her and everyone knew it. Marian's story is one I don't care about. Her past was pretty terrible but she had help. She had a family she could've gone to instead of running. She doesn't deserve to complain. She had everything now.

Taryn was looking straight ahead past everyone, not making true contact with anything or anyone. Taryn is our guide, our alpha. What he says goes. He was the smartest out of all of us. Whenever we were in a dilemma or if something bad ever happened he knew exactly what to do. He's the reason that all of us are safe. He taught us all how to blend in with our surroundings. How to never trust anyone but the family and yourself.

He only had three rules:

1.)    If you ever see a cop or detective you get everyone you can and get them out calmly but quickly.