The Years to Come

Chapter Twelve: The Glorious Hatred that Follows (Sabrina)

*Sabrina*

        I can hear Skylar's light breathing from the backseat. She is fast asleep from the flick in the head I gave her back at Cameron's. I feel my chest tighten as I think about the pain she must be going through, not just losing one child, but now losing the closest thing she will ever have to a niece, since vampires can't reproduce. After another twenty minutes of silence, since Cameron isn't really up for talking after betraying Skylar. I hear Skylar shift in the backseat and shift in my own, a bit nervous. She's waking up. I frown, waiting for the screaming to start, but instead as I glance back in the mirror, I see Skylar has gone scarily calm.

        "Sky..." Cameron begins as she turns around in her seat, but Skylar isn't having any of it.

        "Sabrina, stop the car." She states, but I chose to ignore her. "I said stop the car." She is losing her cool, but I refuse to stop the car. "Fine, then I'll get out myself." She throws open the door and jumps out of the car. I slam on the brakes, but not fast enough, because Skylar is already breaking away on foot. I sigh, knowing that if I wanted to, I could catch her, but what's the point? We're back in Mystic Falls. She'll find her way back. I get out and close the open backseat door, before getting back in the truck to continue driving.

        "What the hell is wrong with her? Is she crazy?" Cameron begins to rant. I hold back from turning and slapping her in the face. "How could she just jump out of the car? Doesn't she know that this hurts me too? I mean I gave birth to Angie." She spits out angrily. That's it...I've had enough.

        "There's nothing wrong with her, but there sure as hell is something wrong with you. You just gave up your baby. She lost her baby and you have no idea what that's like. She and Angie had an unbreakable bond and you just ripped that away from her. She feels like she's just lost another child. So don't you dare call her crazy or say that she doesn't know that it hurts you too. Because she does and she feels it too. So keep your trap shut about my sister." I snap, before turning to face the road once again. I push my foot on the gas and continue the drive to the Salvatore Boarding House.

        "What took you so long?" Damon questions as we arrive at the Boarding House. I glare at Cameron over my shoulder.

        "Why don't you ask Cameron?" I step around him and make sure to knock my shoulder roughly against Sam's. He groans in pain, shooting me a questioning look. I flash my fangs in his direction, startling him. "Have something to say about my sister as well? Want to call her crazy?" I growl.

        "What are you talking about Bri? I would never say any of those things about Skylar." Sam looks at me confused. "Where did you get the idea that I ever would?" He questions.

        "Ask your wife." I snap and walk up the stairs towards my room. I hear Sam ask Cameron what I was talking about and make sure to slam my door loudly, almost pulling it off the hinges. After a few more hours of hearing nothing from my sister, I stand up and reach for my phone. I scroll from my contacts, finding hers: My Humanity. I stop and read the contact name over and over again. It's true...my sister is the only reason that I haven't flipped my switch. I know that she would be distraught if I flipped it. Then she'd be so angry that she wouldn't talk to me for a long time. Then after her anger passed, she'd be relentlessly determined to get me to flip it back on. So I save her the pain and agony by keeping myself neutral. I press the contact and hold my phone to my ear. It sends me straight to her voicemail.

        "Stop it Bri, I'm trying to set my voicemail." I hear Skylar laugh and a small smile pulls at the corner of my lips, reminding myself of happier times. "Okay...sorry..." She laughs again. "Hi, this is Skylar Peterson. Please leave a message after the beep. I'll get back to you as soon as possible." I hang up before I can leave a voicemail, but repeatedly call her phone, hoping that my persistence will force her to answer. It finally does. "Bri...I know you're worried, but I'm on my way home."

        "Just get home soon idiot." I hang up with a content sigh, knowing that my little sister is safe. I head downstairs to wait for her, but she doesn't show up. Soon it's been an hour. Then two. Then three. I start to call her over and over, but it keeps sending me to voicemail. I begin to panic. Finally she answers, except it's not really her.

        "Hello Sabrina." Stefan's chilling voice fills my ear. "Now if you ever want to see Skylar again...I expect you to do exactly what I say..." He trails off, leaving me in suspense.

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Hello people,

What's happening? Long time no see. I do mean a long time. It's been forever since I've written a chapter and it feels really good. I hope you enjoyed and I know it's short, so sorry about that. Hope you guys have a wonderful Christmas. 

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