Sister From Another Mister (The Originals) {Finished}

Chapter Six

I was a wreck.

I had completely shut down. I slammed all my feelings behind a wall  in my mind. I laid in my room since we got back.

Hope was still knocked out.

A knock sounded on my door. I didn't respond.

Freya walked in. "Hey, Jay. How are you feeling?"

"My mom's dead, Freya. The only parent I dad left. How do you think I'm feeling?" I said.

She sighed. "I'm sorry. Stupid question. Look, I understand how you feel. I lost both of my parents, even if they weren't the best. Anyway, I have a letter for you. Your mom wanted you to have it. It's from your dad. It explains everything. About what you are." Freya put the letter down beside me. "If you need anything, I'm here for you. I should go check on Hope."

Freya left the room. I sighed, forcing myself to sit up. I grabbed the letter. I opened the envelope, putting the letter out.

Dear daughter
I know you must have so many questions. And I don't know if I'll live long enough to tell you, so I wrote a letter. That Kenner heritage necklace surpresses your powers until your powers are ready to come out. I come from a long line of Kenner witches. Yes, your a witch but different. Girl Kenner's are different, they become abominations, kind of like siphoner witches, but you're called a banshee. You're not an abomination, no matter what anyone says. The girls become banshee's when something tragic happens. I'm so sorry for whatever happened that made your powers fully come out. You can sense when something bad will happen, you can hear voices and you know when someone's gonna die. So you scream. You are strong enough to handle this. I'm so proud of you. I love you.
Love, your father, Jackson

My lips wobbled at the news. I'm a tribid, like Hope. I'm a werewolf, vampire and banshee. This is a lot of news at once.

Now I know why I was called the harbinger of death.

I'm part banshee.

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I threw on a black dress. I stared, emotionless in the mirror. I haven't talked to anyone. Hope tried to get me to talk but I wouldn't.

I took my necklace off. It suppressed my banshee side. And I might need it. I used to think I was crazy. But now I know, I'm not.

I didn't hear any voices, which I take as a good sign.

I walked out of my room, to see Freya, Hope and Nicholas. Nicholas was the one who pulled me out of the house.

"Good, you're here." Freya smiled. "You okay?"

I gave her look. "Let's just get this over with."

I felt their eyes on me as I walked away. Now, it's time for my mom's funeral.

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I was walking in the streets as instruments were being played.

"Where's dad?" Hope spoke up.

"He'll be here soon. He's just waiting on Ivy to help him with the astral projection." Freya said.

"What about everyone else?" Hope questioned.

"Marcel should be here. Vincent." Freya told her. "There's Josh."

I noticed him. Josh was a vampire. He waved at Hope and I. Hope waved but I didn't.

"What about Declan?" Hope asked another question.

I saw the look on Freya's face.

"Oh, my god. You didn't tell him?" I snapped, finally speaking.