ASHES

This isn't a fanfic, so if thats what you're looking for I'm sorry. This is a story about Rae, a 15 year old girl who just wants to be normal and to find out who she really is. Her best friend Sam helps her, even though he thinks she might be going crazy. Adventure is definately going to happen, but will there also be romance?

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11. CHAPTER ELEVEN

   She would like to say she was shocked. Phrases like "How could I have a brother" and   "How many times was he dropped as a kid" should have been running through her head, but she was never good at comebacks.

   "Huh?" Wow, so witty and elegant. She stood there, just blinking like an idiot for about a minute when his impatience got the best of him. He started walking again.

    MY NAME IS RYDER. I SHOULDN'T BE SURPRISED THAT MAGGIE AND DAMON TOLD YOU NOTHING ABOUT ME. TELL ME, HAVE THEY EVER TOLD YOU ANYTHING ABOUT OUR PARENTS? She dumbly shook her head. WELL I GUESS IT'S GOOD I REMEMBER EVERYTHING. IT'S PART OF MY PERSONALITY YOU SEE, WHILE YOU ARE FORGIVING AND FORGET THINGS EASILY, I CAN HOLD A GRUDGE AND I REMEMBER EVERYTHING. I REMEMBER HEARING ON THE NEWS AT THE ORPHANAGE THAT A TRAGIC FIRE KILLED A HUSBAND AND WIFE IN A SUBURB OUTSIDE MERIDIAN MISSISSIPPI. ONLY THE BABY GIRL MYSTERIOUSLY SURVIVED. THE FIREFIGHTERS COULDN'T FIGURE OUT WHY THOUGH, BECAUSE THE FIRE HAD OBVIOUSLY STARTED IN THE NURSERY. 

    Rae could see why her aunt and uncle had never told her of this story. It ran through her head like it was a memory, but it couldn't be. She had been barely six months old when the house had burned.

   HAVE YOU EVER SEEN ANY OF YOUR BABY PICTURES FROM BEFORE THE FIRE? YOU WERE A BEAUTIFUL BABY, YOU REALLY WERE. I HAPPEN TO HAVE A PICTURE WITH ME ACTUALLY. He handed her a small photograph.

   "If you're my brother then why weren't you in this picture with us? And why didn't you get sent to Maggie's house like I did? "

   HMM WELL THAT WOULD BE OUR MOTHERS DOING. WHEN WE WERE BORN, WE LOOKED IDENTICAL EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT YOUR HAIR WAS DARKER. Wow, did he just say she looked like a boy? Rude. WE LOOKED THE SAME UNTIL WE OPENED OUR EYES. YOURS WERE HONEY BROWN, MOTHER CROONED OVER YOU, TELLING YOU HOW PRETTY YOU WERE. BUT WHEN SHE LOOKED AT ME SHE SCREAMED. SHE SAW MY BLACK EYES AND BELIEVED IT MEANT I HAD NO SOUL. SHE MADE OUR FATHER BRING ME TO AN ORPHANAGE THE NEXT DAY. 

   "Wait, you said my eyes were brown? My eyes have been grey for as long as I can remember. And your eyes are obviously blue. " 

   DON'T BELIEVE ME? LOOK AT THE PHOTO. 

   The picture was of a mother and father and a baby girl. The man and woman looked at their child and the love in their eyes was palpable even through the picture. You could see the happiness of all of them in their smiles. They looked like a perfect family. She looked more closely at the baby's eyes. Brown. 

 

    YOUR EYES TURNED GREY AFTER THE FIRE. YOUR HAIR ALSO TURNED BLONDE AND GAINED THE RED TIPS. YOUR ACTION OF MURDERING OUR PARENTS FORCED YOU INTO YOUR METAMORPHOSIS. 

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