Angel in My Eyes (MIW fanfic)

Chapter 26: Runaway (Skye's POV)

I was trying to fall back asleep, I really didn't want to be here. My hand naturally went to my stomach, but I felt nothing. Son of a bitch! I squeezed my eyes shut in an attempt to not cry.

"Skye Rae?" My dad's voice. Maybe he'd think I was asleep if I didn't move or answer him. "Skye, I know you're awake." He tried again before sitting next to me.

"Daddy?" I whispered softly and looked behind him to see Nix.

"Who else?"

"You didn't call mom, did you?" He shook his head no. "They won't take me from you, will they?" I whispered.

"Don't worry about that. Right now, are you okay?" I nodded slowly. "I'm sorry, baby girl," he told me gently, trying not to say what really happened.

"It's okay, I'll be fine."

Phoenix gave a short laugh. "Rae Rae, you don't know what that is."

"Maybe that's true, but it keeps things interesting." I tried. I knew he wasn't going to come much closer.

"I need Phoenix Olsen to step out here with me and his dad." An officer said and my heart dropped. Oh god, not the police. Anything but this.

"Skye Cerulli?" I nodded at the second officer. "How are you feeling."

"Like I got run over with a mac truck." I said weakly.

"I understand. Do you know what happened?" I shook my head no. "What's the last thing you remember?"

I shrugged and got a glare from my father. "The last thing I remember is walking home from babysitting and saw Nix at the soccer field."

"And then what."

"I don't know.." I lied, glad that the stress was enough to get me by.

"Well, Mr Olsen is about to be charged for man slaughter."

"What? Why?" I questioned, looking between my dad and the officer. "Daddy, why would they do that? Nix didn't do anything to me and...and the baby, she's just sleeping. That's all." I tried frantically.

"Skye.." My dad tried to get my attention. "Skye, look at me." I did unwillingly. "I'm sorry, baby girl, but the baby isn't sleeping. You lost it."

I shook my head frantically and checked myself over. My stomach wasn't any flatter, he was lying. But why? "I want Nix." I begged.

"You can't do that until the trial is over."

"What trial? No! No trial! No fucking trial! He didn't do this...he didn't do it on purpose." I said, a panic attack forming.

"He didn't? Then who did?" The officer questioned.

"I said he didn't mean to. Look, I can't remember anything. I just lost my baby and my parents are going through a divorce. I'm confused." I tried.

My dad luckily caught on. "Please, can you do this another time? My daughter doesn't need the stress."

"We will be expecting her for questioning tomorrow." The officer said as his partner brought Nix back to my room. "Don't leave town, Mr Olsen."

"Where the fuck do you expect him to go?" I questioned.

"Skye, not now." My dad warned as the police left and Nix took the seat across the room.

"Dad, can you get me some tea?"

"No caffine."

"Okay, then I need an aspirin."

"I'll see what I can do. C'mon, Nix."

"No, let him stay. Please?" I begged.

"No, I don't think so." My dad said sternly.

"Dad, five minutes. Please, that's all I'm asking for." I tried again.

"Five minutes. Not a second more." He told us before leaving to try to get me aspirin that I didn't really need.

"Nix, can you come over here with me?"

"No." He said softly. There was more to this then Dameon let on.

"Nix, please. I need you right now." He made his way over, confirming he was allowed by those sick bastards. "I'm sorry...I...I thought that if I stayed quiet you wouldn't be hurt. I..oh god, I'm sorry!" I cried out.

"What. Rae Rae?"

"They...they told me they'd always find out. I got so mad at you for not understanding and not knowing what was going on...I wasn't supposed to tell you. I'm sorry. I never meant..."

"Shh.." He whispered, only being as close as either of us could handle for the moment. "The tattoo?" I nodded. "Him."

"I'm sorry I pushed you before."

"Not your fault. You didn't know, I never wanted you to know."

I looked up at him as I grabbed hold of his hand. "I didn't want you to either. I didn't want you to think worse of me."

"Worse? Skye, you're perfect to me. And what that sick bastard did, I wish I could do something to make this all go away."

"Don't leave me again then. We'll run away. Somewhere they can't find us."

"What about your dad?"

"I'll figure that out, but c'mon, it would be fun. Just you and me."

"And the nightmares?" He tried to shoot the idea down, he wasn't even safe here. "Tell you what, you get better, and I'll go where ever you want."

"Italy?" I asked playfully.

"No, you have family there. How about Germany?"

"No, I know people."

"Germany is a big place."

"Yeah, but trust me, these guys will find me."

"Wales?"

"Where's that?"

"It's an island off of Great Britain. You always said you wanted to live on a beach."

"No, too close. Hmm..what about..." I thought for a moment. "France?"

"Oui oui." He grinned.

I looked up at him. "We'll start new and have everything we ever wanted, okay?" He nodded just as my dad walked in.

"What are you two up to?" My dad questioned and we snickered. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing." I said.

"Inside joke." Phoenix said.

We sat in silence for a while until Uncle Ricky walked into the room. "Hey, Uncle Ricky, got a question for you." I said mischeviously.

"What's that?"

"What do you like better: Olsen-Cerulli or Cerulli-Olsen?" I giggled a little.