I sit in the chilly air, watching Jack walk away from me. What did I do? Hesitantly, I walk back through my window and wrap a blanket around my shoulders.
"Dad?"
I knock on his door. No response. "Dad? Are you up?" I whisper, opening the door. He's not in here...I turn around to see a familiar figure. Long black hair with natural red streaks, and green eyes....an older version of me.
"Tayler...?" She whispers, eyes wide.
"M-mom...?" I step back, hugging the blanket tight around me. "Where have you been!?" I screech. She shushes me. "Where's dad?" I whisper, aggressively. She gives me a smile that I can't stay mad at. I sigh, and sit on my dads bed. The front door slams, catching our attention. I peek outside. Jack?
"I heard a scream. Is everything okay?"
He sees my mom and becomes tense. "You." He growls. "What are you doing back here?"
I blink. What? So everyone knows my mom otter than me?
"I'm taking Tayler home." She confesses. "Where she won't be judged for who she is."
"I knew it!" Jack hisses. I step between the two.
"What's going on here?!" I demand. My mother is silent.
"She's come to take you away from me." He whispers, his voice cracking. "To take you back to where you were born."
Hell...? Like my dad said? I don't wanna leave Jack...
"I can't leave Jack behind, mom." I whisper. Jacks whole body seems to relax. I step to his side and he smiles.
"Then we can take him with us." My mom offers. I blink.
"He has a family, we can't just-"
"I'm moving out today anyways." Jack shushes me.
"The environments not right for you and you'll be judged for being you. I know how this all works." I tell him. He smiles.
"Nah- I'll be fine." He says. "Where we headed to?"
My mom grins.
"Tayler, do you know?"
I bite my lip, nervously. Hmm...my injured wing pushes my blanket off of me, and my mother freezes.
"What happened to you?" She asks, worried. I unwrap my wing. It's still sore but there's nothing left but another scar.
"We can talk about that later. Can we just go- to wherever we are going?" I ask, impatiently. My mom laughs and nods.
"Cmon kids."
U shake out my wings while walking outside. My ankle still hurts, but I imagine I can fly now...
My mom drops a red marble on the ground, and with a harsh hiss, a blurry black and red image pops up. What's THAT? My mom notices my confused gaze.
"Jack, go ahead." She says.
"No-" I step in front of Jack. "I'll go first." I say. Jack nods, looking relived. I step in and feel instant pressure. It makes me dizzy. Then, it's calm. I look around. Hell is way different then I imagined.