The Years to Come

Chapter Eleven: She Cares and Then the Other Doesn't (Skylar)

*Skylar*

"We need to get back to Mystic Falls, asap," I mutter under my breath.

"Skylar... Can we talk about this?" Cameron begs, standing in the doorway. After I screamed at them, I went outside and sat on the front porch.

"You have no idea what it's like to lose a child. And here you are doing it willingly. It tears you up inside and makes living seem like the last thing you'd ever want to do," my voice shakes ever so slightly as I recall what it was like to have the baby belly.

"The decision isn't final," she tries to reassure me.

"She is a hybrid, how will she fit in?" I point out. Cameron sat down beside me.

"I've thought about it, and figured we'd have Jules lift the curse," she says quietly.

"She didn't even know," I say after a few seconds of tortious silence.

"Who?" Cameron frowns.

"Sabrina. My own sister didn't know her niece didn't survive," I shake my head sadly.

"Yes I did," someone says. I look over to see Bri sitting on the hanging bench on the side of the house.

"How?" I spit in disbelief.

"I was there. At the birth. Do you remember that one nurse holding your hand as you pushed?" She stands up as she talks. I nod, recalling the girl with shocking blue eyes, but the rest of her face covered. She was the one who carried my baby away from me.

"That was me. I killed the real nurse and took her place to watch her be born. I kept my emotions on, not neutral like now, but all the way on. I dealt with the previous grief so I could feel love towards my niece. And when the doctor said she wasn't breathing, I took her and in the hall, gave her my blood. But it didn't work. She breathed for a second, opened her eyes, her beautiful green eyes, gave me that tiny smile you always do, then froze. Her face... Turned purple and her eyes... Oh her eyes... Turned orange and melted. And her body shriveled up. It was the most horrible thing I'd ever seen. So I put her in a body bag and fled. I was even there when the cremated her body. I have the ashes, I saved them for if we ever made amends," her voice shakes so violently, I'm afraid she'll burst. I take a moment to gather and process what she just said. Tears stream down my face. She was there; she had cared and even suffered for me and my baby. I jump up and wrap my arms around her tightly. She hugs back, her arms not even flexing, but her embrace was like a steel trap.

"Bri, it's time to go. Sam left already. We better get moving," Damon says. Bri pulls back and nods at Cameron, tears welling up in her eyes.

"What's going on? Why did Sam leaving already?" I ask, feeling very confused.

"We made the decision," Cameron says, tears streaming down her face, like an angry river. I back away from the three of then.

"No," I stutter.

"It had to be done," Bri says.

"No," I repeat. Bri sighs and pretty much flicks me in the forehead. Then everything goes dark.