Chasing Daylight

Felix, January 8, 2015

Chapter 18

  “Wish she wouldn’t call,” I mutter to the side, sitting at Skai’s kitchen counter with Tyler, Dylan and Jared.

  “Wish she would call.”

  “Maybe you should call Cassidy.”

  “Maybe you should call Cassidy and hang up!”

  With this, everyone around the kitchen counter bursts out in laughter. Honestly, I didn’t think it was that funny but apparently was. I keep my eyes down, pretending to laugh with them when, really, I’m just thinking over my game-plan.

  The brutal truth is that I really don’t have one. I’ve found my reality. My road to a possibly happy future for it to come crashing down by so many other things. This Dylan, Cassidy, the fact that Skai’s sister is really her six year old daughter. It’s seems that Dylan coming back has made Skai forget about everything else. The fact that he watched her doppelgänger slowly and brutally torture her almost to death. The fact that her father has just walked his way back into their lives.

  But life’s a bitch and a half and Skai knows that better than anyone else.

  “And then it’s not worth it,” I sigh to myself, going from sitting to swiftly standing, leaning back to glance into the living room. I’m trying not to listen to Skai’s conversation with Stefan in the other room; it’s private, I understand this, but it really is so hard to just let them be when they are shouting in my ears.

  “Oh, come on.” Brett snorts. “We all know this isn’t over. We all know that she’s gonna come back.”

  “No, you’re right, she won’t back down till she gets what she wants.” I murmur, seeing a tall figure walk into the kitchen.

  “She’s not getting anywhere near my daughter,” Stefan growls, opening the fridge.

  “Like you would care,” Skai then snorts as she limply makes her way through after Stefan, leaning against me as I wind an arm around her.

  “You know I would,” Stefan rolls his eyes.

  “We’re on the same run here, alright? We all want Skai to be protected, and all of us will go to impossible lengths for that, right?” I raise my eyebrows, trying to break the connection of hatred between Skai and Stefan.

  The silence speaks for itself. “So what? It won’t help,” Skai mumbles, and I look at her incredulously. “Oh, come on. You can’t kill her which means she never has to stop. Never has to take a break or catch her breath.”

  No one can bear to argue with her there. She’s quite right, actually. “It doesn’t matter. We can still figure something out so that you can live without her interference.” Dylan tells her, his voice soft and reassuring. But she rolls her eyes and squirms out of my hold.

  “I’d rather my fingernails pulled out by some camel vet in Sinai,” she mutters, ending with a laugh from Tyler and Brett.

  “Skailar, Cassidy’s smart. But she has flaws, trust me even ones like us.” I assure her.

  “I know,” she sighs, and then turns back to me. “…you wrote that there were more than just…angels and doppelgängers. In the book?”

  Oh. She read that part.

  “Yes,” I answer carefully, cautious not to meet anyone’s gaze.

  “Do you know where we could find them?”

  “Ha!” Brett laughs curtly. “Most of them hate us. And it’s more than just a little hard to find them, alright? If not impossible.”

  “Why?” I ask Skai, pretending Brett hadn’t said anything.

  “Do you think they could…help?” she grimaces. “Any of them?”

  This makes me think of a werewolf, whom I haven’t seen in about one hundred and seventy years. But, then again, werewolves hate being noticed, even by others of a supernatural kind. I tap my finger against the granite counter.

  “Xavier, maybe?” I suggest softly and only look at Tyler who sighs, jumping up from his seat.

  “It’s been a while. And we have absolutely no idea where he is.” he exclaims, his voice a little louder than mine.

  “Xavier who?” Skai narrows her eyes at us.

  “Anderson.” Tyler replies. “We’ve known him for about two hundred years.”

  Skai looks down, eyebrows creased in a clear state of confusion. Her eyes close as she starts to very softly murmur to herself.

  “Xavier. Xavier. Anderson. Cha…? Chase? Xavier Chase…Anderson.” Her eyes snap at me. “Xavier Chase Anderson?” she asks me.

  “God, is there anyone you don’t know?” Tyler moans, annoyed.

  Skai stares at him, looking as if she is wanting to answer but doesn’t. “How do you know Xavier? I was talking about something other than human. You know? Not human? Even if it’s Santa Claus?” She looks downright frightened.

  “I guess he doesn’t seem to tell you everything, does he?” Tyler mutters to the side, and Skai flashes him another sharp glance.

  “Well, what is he then?” She demands, frustrated now.

 “…werewolf?” I flinch, waiting for her reaction, but she doesn’t react at all in the way I would have expected her to.

  She blinks a few times, and I know now that we are in for some action that Tyler has just been waiting for his whole life.

  “Well, shit just got real then.”

THE END

21.06.2014