Blue Point of View.
I am talking with Dad in the kitchen about my life with my mom and laughing. Isabella was suppose to be there with Dad to pick me up and she wasn't.
"Isabella is under curfew so she will be home soon. Senior year will start tomorrow. Are you ready?" Dad ask me and I nod my head
"Yep. I'm ready. I miss work. Do they have any job openings here?"
Dad smiles a little and chuckles.
"Don't worry about that. I know your mom has raised you to be independent and I'm happy about that. I will handle everything you want or need." Dad tells me and I nod my head.
"Okay, dad but I'm still thinking about it."
"Yep, you are definitely your mother's daughter." Dad says and I agree.
I often notice how we act similar in some ways. We both love working and constant movement. The world is beautiful and I don't want to stay inside all day. Mom has shown me the appreciation of life and I am glad she did.
Everyday I do something that makes me happy because when I am much older that is what I want to be. I want to be happy and not just because of what I do or what I have done. Genuinely happy.
The front door opens and dad sighs then gets up.
I stay sitting at the table and play with my fingers.
"Bella get in the kitchen and say hello to your sister." Charlie tells Isabella loudly.
I hear her footsteps enter the kitchen and I pick my head up.
"Your hair got longer."
"So did yours." Isabella says and we don't say anything else.
"Okay, what's going on?" Charlie ask and I shrug my shoulders.
"I don't know anything. Why don't you tell me what I have missed?"
Isabella scoffs and I am very put off. Why is she mad at me?
"Well, we've never met in person before so you missed alot." Isabella states then clears her throat. I'm certain my eyes bulged out of my head. Charlie's face displays shock as well as mine.
"What did you just say?"
"Isabella! What's wrong with you? The both of you have always been involved in eachothers lives despite of distance. You have all the pictures and letters to prove it." Dad states
and I agree but my breathing starts to get heavy since I want to snap at her.
My mother taught me to always give someone a chance to explain themselves. It is something she learned from her family before they kicked her out after getting pregnant with me.
"I don't have any of those things anymore." Isabella says looking uncomfortable and I stand up instantly.
"What are you talking about?!"
Dad gets in between Isabella and I. Isabella just shakes her head.
"You haven't done anything wrong. This is just a decision I made a while back." Isabella tells me and I feel betrayed then I walk out the kitchen.
Isabella betrayed me not like a friend would but the way a sister says " I hate you."
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Blue
FanfictionHer name is Blue and that is because she has blue eyes. Her favorite color is blue and blue is one of her everyday themes. Blue wasn't ready for what was planned next. She is destined to be protected by the supernatural. Their instincts are to p...
