Yin and Yang

Ch.3-Getting to know you

Angie's p.o.v

So the sleeping arrangements ended up being, Fangs in his bedroom, me on the couch, and Sweet pea on a pile of blankets on the floor. I tried futilely to get him to let me sleep on the floor, but he would have none of it. We had just settled in, the only sounds being our breathing and the occasional snore from down the hall. I laid there for another fifteen minutes before I couldn't take it anymore.

"So," I heard the man on the floor shift meaning that he was, in fact, awake and it seemed he was now listening, "Sweet pea, tell me about yourself." He snorted which made me sit up on my elbow to look at him.

"Now why would I do that?" He replied, giving me a questioning look.

"Because if you do, then I have to answer the question as well, and I'll let you add one of your own. Deal?"

"Alright, fine, I'll bite." He spoke, and before I realized what he was doing his tall form was towering over me motioning for me to sit up. I did as told and he plopped rather unceremoniously down next to me. The couch groaned under his weight and sunk so much I slid into him. As much as I wanted anything but to move, I slid back a bit and turned so I was facing towards him.

"We'll start off easy, how old are you?" I asked giving him a small smile.

"18" He replied.

"Me too, your turn."

"Is it true what you said before, about your parents disowning you on everything except paper?" He asked, his gaze intense.

"So much for starting off easy." I laughed halfheartedly. "Yes it is, the only reason I live at their house is because I'm underage. That being said most summers I live with my angels, but I'm required to live at the McCoy's during school season. How old were you when you joined the Serpents?"

"13. Why do you hate your..."

"Don't call her my sister." I growled out.

"... Josie so much?" He continued hesitantly.

"Because she looks at me like I'm the dirt on the bottom of her Louis Vuitton stilettos. I tried to explain to her what happened, why I was the way that I was, but she wouldn't listen and made her own assumptions. She hated me before I ever even disagreed with her. It's hard to love something that despises you." I spoke truthfully trying to gauge his reaction. "What happened to your parents?"

"Dad left before I was born, mom died just after I turned 12. You?"

"Never knew them. It was a closed adoption, meaning my mom had me, but she never saw me. The doctors took me away and never brought me back. It also means she can't come looking for me, and I can't go looking for her." I spoke steeling my face to show no emotion.

"Wow, that's crazy. Why bite the hand that feeds you?" He asked seemingly the one gauging my reaction now.

"I didn't at first, in fact, I was a poster child for a long time. After they found out they were having Josie I wasn't as great. That's the only reason they adopted me, because they thought they couldn't have kids. As it turns out though Sierra was already 2 months along when they brought me home. I grew up in my sisters shadow, as to be expected really, but at least they pretended to care. After Mr. McCoy got hooked on drugs and touring with music, everything went downhill. Their anger at each other was taken out on me. Never physically, but mentally I was on life support. When I had had enough I told them I was gonna run away, and they said if I did I had better stay gone. So that's exactly what I planned to do. I packed a bag and left, that's when the Angels come in. They became my family, but after a couple of months Sierra called saying that I had to come back for school. I almost didn't, but my Arch Angel told me it would be good for me, so I went back. I was different though, and they all saw it. I didn't take their shit with a silver spoon anymore, I stood up for myself. I didn't cry when they raised their voices, I raised mine right back. I had changed for the better, and they could only see it as worse because I didn't conform anymore. All my friends stopped talking to me when they realized I was with the Angels, and I didn't make an effort to get them back, I had and still have everything I need in my girls. I love Toni and Fangs, they're some of my best friends, but the Angels will always be my family."