Cat Ears and Angel Wings

Prologue part 1

A/N Hey guys! sorry it is up so late, i know we have been promising you all a chapter for a while, but i finally got my laptop fixed and was able to post. i really hope you all like the story. don't forget to comment and tell us how you liked it. Thank you!

 Flaire's POV:

    As I throw my last bag into back of my hearse I had a feeling that things would be OK. I knew my brother was worried about me. Heck so am I. But for what ever reason I felt a sort of peace.
 Why? I have no clue. I had spent the past month worried that someone would find out about my wings. I've cried many times over the subject, but now that it's time to leave.... I feel like going to collage may not be such a bad idea. After all there may be a cute girl or two with a wing kink there.
   I turn around to see my brother standing in the doorway of the small rental we've stayed in for the past 12 years. He has a slight smile on his face. I knew he was proud of me. He had told me several times over the past couple of weeks. I ran up to him and gave him a hug.
    " Thank you. " I say pulling back.
    " What for? "
    " For believing in me. For standing up for me. For taking me in when.... " My voice stopped abruptly.
    " Never mind. You know what I mean. Thank you for everything. " I continue not saying my greatest trauma out loud.
     " You don't have to thank me. I would do it all over again in a heartbeat. You know that.. " He says moving from his place in the doorway and walking back inside. I follow and close the door.
    " Well still. I don't know where I would be right now if you hadn't taken me in. "
   He smiles at me and walks into the kitchen to make dinner. I go sit on the couch, and search on Netflix for something to watch. I finally decide on Tucker and Dale vs Evil but wait on Clark to watch it.
   " Hey Flarie! Come here for a minute. " I hear him say while opening the freezer. I walk into the kitchen to see him wearing the pink apron I bought him as a joke that says " Only the best chefs cook in pink. " I smile and say.
   " Yeah, what ya need? "
   " It's your last night here. What do you want to eat? "
   " I don't know. What do you want? " I ask stupidly. He wacks me with a spatula.
   " What do you want to eat? I can cook me something any day of the week. "
   " How about... hamburgers? " I say sitting at the table.
   " Oh My God! Did the undecisive
Potato that is my sister actually choose something? "He says faking stupid.
   Yes,now shut up before I change my mind. " He laughs and proceeds to make the burgers. He starts to sing Eye Of The Tiger at the top of his lungs. I roll my eyes. " What do you think collage will be like? " I ask seriously as he puts on the burgers and get the grease ready for the the fries.
   " I don't know. " He paused before saying. " But I do know you are a very smart and talented women.  You'll be fine just remember, you can't let anyone find out about your wings. You know what happened last time. He put the fries in.
   " Yeah..... I know. " I believe he senses my sudden sadness.
   " Look on the bright side. " He grins. " I'm sure you'll have everyone there drooling over you. " He got the the plates ready, turns off the stove, and set one in front off me
    " Yeah right . " He reaches in the fridge and pulls out a coke. " Hey can you get me one? " I ask as he is about to close the door. He gets one and takes it to me before walking into the living room with his food. I follow and sit on the couch. I fold my wing to my side so he has room to sit down.
    " Thanks. " He grabs the remote, pushes play, and sits beside me.
    " We eat and watch the movie in silence. Bursting out laughing quite a bit.
     When it ends I hear Clark say " Well that was.... "
     " Yeah. " I finish his sentence. I look to the clock to see it says. 12:48 " Oh Shit! " I say as I realize I have to get up at 6 in the morning.
     " What? " he ask with dread.
     " I have to be up by 6 and it's already almost 1! " He laughs.
    " You go ahead and go to sleep. I'll clean up the dishes. "
    " Thanks. Goodnight! " I say before heading to the bathroom. I brush my teeth in a rush before going to my room stripping down to nothing. As soon as my head hits the pillow I'm out like a light, but my dreams are of the fire. The fire that destroyed my life.
            
                          ...
    I was once again in my 8 year old body reliving the nightmare that happened so long ago. Every night the dream is different, but the outcome is the same. Me and Clark are always left broken and scared just like we were in real life.
   " Mom! Dad! " I scream while my brother drags me outside.
   " it's too late for them! I already tried to save them! There gone! " I hear him say but the words don't register.
     " Mommy! Daddy! " I scream and try to run back inside the burning house, but he holds me back.

                          ...
    I wake up alone in my bed. I look around only to realize it was just a dream. But the scary thing about my nightmare is that they're not made up. They actually happened. That same fire is what killed my parents. That fire is what tore my family apart. 

A/N hey! So I hoped u liked it! This is Dusty/sammyslittleangel. OK so I will be writing one chapter and then Astrid will write the next one but sometimes we may switch it up a little bit. Anyways I hope u like the story and Astrid will have the next prologue up soon!