Shadow (sequel to Will You Be My Superman)

Serenity chapter 31.

EDITED
Paige's POV-
"Paige." Dad's voice says. I feel him grab my shoulder, but I just continue to cry.

"Tell me she isn't dead, please tell me she isn't dead." I cry out. I don't care if the police see my mental break down. I don't care if dad does. I don't care if The MFB does. They killed my only savior, and they won. They.. Won.

"Okay fine. She isn't dead." Dad shrugs as he bends down in front of me.

"Why would you lie about that? You just lost your fiancé don't be a bitch!" I mutter rubbing my eyes.

I watch blonde hair flow in front of my face. And then a smiling face looks me right in the eyes. Her smile is very beautiful, her chocolate brown eyes shine when she's smiling, and her freckles are like young cow girls freckles.

I feel a lump form in my throat. My breath hitches and I'm filled with glee. "Oh my god." I whisper covering my mouth. "Hey pumkin."

I watch the smile grow bigger and of course mine grows too. "Mom!" I exclaim jumping into her arms. I hear everyone go "aw" and of course I blush.

3 hours later a cop is still at our house staying here for 24 hours, The MFB are all arrested, and Bea is sleeping over. The person who had their arms around me ended up being Anne. I don't think I've ever said, so but Anne and Ali are masters at disguising themselves. Remember when they pretended to be me? Cause I sure do. But anyways Anne pretended to be my mom so she could kill me, but when I was told to stay still it was actually my mom saying that. She didn't want me to move, and her end up killing me instead of Anne. Thank god I didn't move. I can't help but think, what if it was really mom protecting me, and she was really shot?

That night I can't fall asleep, and Bea is already sleeping somehow. I mean she was in more danger than me. Bea informed me that Ali threw the rock in our window, my birth mom set the house on fire, Ryan was actually Chuck, and Wilmer was Phil.

It's now August, and mom wants me to start going to high school. I'll be starting as a sophomore since I passed all my homeschool classes. The high school is a private performing arts high school. So which means I only need to take science, math, reading and one language for my classes. For Two semesters we would be enrolled in for fitness training, and for the last two we would be taking gym. There would be 9 periods throughout out the day including lunch. So I get to pick 4 extra classes. I ended up choosing a tutoring class, singing lessons, theater class, and music class. I'm only taking music for two semesters since it's only a two semester per person class. For the last two semesters we get to pick one more two semester class. I ended up choosing a helping hands class. That class is where we learn how we can help our community and stuff. And at the end of the year we get to visit an orphanage, and tell them stories.

I'm actually very excited to start school. I can't pursue my acting, or singing career until I graduate college, so if those fail I have another job I could fall on. Even though we've produced a song of mine before.

Mom, Dad, and I are school supply shopping today. "We aren't going shopping today." Dad smirks from the driving seat. I raise my eyebrows in confusion as we pull into the hospital parking lot.

"I swear to god if any needles, or being sent to rehab again is happening I'm going to hate both of you." I snap.

They both laugh and say, "You're wrong."

We walk into the hospital towards the infirmary area. "Why are we over here again?" I ask looking up at my beaming parents. They don't respond, but stop at a door. Mom walks to the door when a small voice tells her to come in.

Dad and I sit on the chairs outside of the room and I have never had been so clueless. "So." Dad begins. I turn my heads towards him and cross my arms, tapping my foot impatiently. "Ever thought of being an older sister again?"
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