The Sky Tomorrow

Chapter 9

(Winter's PoV)

I slept normally, for the first time in a week. I was relieved that Dawn was leaving me alone, but at the same time I was worried. I knew enough to know what Dawn wanted from me, and just disappearing after being around for so long was strange for her. I knew there was something wrong. There had to be.

"Just where are we going, we've been flying for hours!" the boy complained, and he got no answer. Joseph had made it clear that if he wasn't going to tell us anything, he wouldn't tell him anything. I tried my best to stay away from him, and Siare was always keeping an eye on him. "Just how long do you think you can keep yourself a secret?" Siare said suddenly, and the boy looked back at her. "I'd like to as much as I can." he responded, and Siare smiled. "Whatever you say, Gabriel." he looked at her shocked and then he soon pieced it together. "You're one of those "special" angels right? Ones that are gifted with extra powers?" Siare shrugged. "Whatever you want to call it." she said flying ahead of him and next to me. "He's a weird one," she whispered, and I nodded in agreement. "Ah well, there'll probably be more of that." She was right, she always was.

It felt like years before Joseph finally decided to stop, and we went to a small town. I wondered why Joseph was pushing us to go so far, we were all very tired after flying for so long, and while I knew he was used to flying farther and more than us (but as if that wasn't obvious enough), but he had to relax and let the rest of us stop for awhile. Siare was probably the most "fragile" of all of us, she'd never really gone anywhere. Not that she was lazy, it was more like she didn't like to leave places she was used to. If she wanted to travel somewhere, she read books and looked at pictures of them. I wondered if it was because she was afraid of leaving.

(Siare's PoV)

I sighed in relief as we finally landed, I felt as if my wings were going to fall off at any moment. I'd never done a lot of flying far distances, let alone what we had just traveled. However, it was my fault anyway since I didn't. I looked around at the place we'd landed, just on the edge of a town. There were murals on the sides on most of the buildings. "Wow," I breathed, and Winter stood next to me. "It's so pretty here." Winter nodded in agreement. "Joseph, can we stay here for a bit? It doesn't have to be a long time!" she asked, and Joseph frowned. "That'll set us back! I don't think we should." he said looking at me. 'I don't think it'll matter that much since Dawn seems to be quiet at the moment.' I thought, and noticed as Joseph picked it up. He sighed reluctantly and then nodded, and Winter smiled happily and hugged him.

We walked around for awhile, admiring the town we'd landed. It was mostly centered around art and beauty it seemed. There were loads of shops dedicated to art and sweet food everywhere, and Winter was admiring all of them with a small smile on her face. I knew that if we had enough money she'd ask for some, but she knew better, and didn't. Gabriel followed us glaring at Joseph who was way ahead of us. At this point, he'd given up and decided to follow us since he was pretty much lost at this point, and his curiosity had gotten the best of him. He was more careful around me and didn't talk to me after I found him out; and he also avoided talking to Winter and Joseph in fear of them having the same power; but Joseph could only read my mind since we were twins. As far as we knew Winter was normal (and I felt she was the lucky one some days).

I got it from dad. I remember him knowing exactly what we wanted, and if we were good, he would treat us to something we wanted to do that week, even when we didn't mention it to him. When I was younger, it didn't bother me, as my dad, he should've known those things. When I grew older and began to understand what I was able to do, I found out why my dad knew so much, and after that I shut him out; but not intentionally. I was terrified of hearing the voices in my head. It scared me to think that he could hear them too. Somehow figuring out that dad was able to read our minds made me not want to be around him; I really disconnected from him, when I'd unknowingly locked my mind from him, it would've been okay for me to be around him, but being the child I was at the time, I didn't know that. I was afraid of what he'd find in me; I didn't even know why. Now, I'm guilty; I live with the fact every day that when dad died I acted like I hated him, and he didn't know why. He wanted the best for our family, but all I did was push him away. I felt horrible after he died, and the truth; he was only trying to help Winter, and protect his family. I didn't get to see him one last time, I didn't get to be around him, because I was scared. If I had known better, I would've known he could've helped me, and that because I shut him out of my thoughts, he couldn't read them. I don't even know why I kept him away like I had. He was my dad, who cared about me; I was supposed to have him in my life, I knew that others didn't have that. Now I didn't. I missed him. I hated how idiotic I was, but I couldn't keep those thoughts in my head, I knew dad wouldn't want that, he'd want me to be happy and live on. I wanted him to be proud of me.