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Chapter 17 - 17: Dancing and Anger

Skye

It was almost time for the ball to start, I purposely wasn't ready at all because I wanted to see everyone's reactions to seeing me since I was going full princess girly with this. I shifted into a small bird and flew high up by the ceiling in the hallway so I wouldn't really be seen as I flew to Kelsey's room. I reached it, made sure no one else was in the hallway and shifted to human to knock and go in when they opened the door.

I walked in and quickly closed the door behind me then commented, "Hey you look nice, very princessy."

She playfully rolled her eyes and replied, "Well, I am a princess. Should look the part right?" We both chuckled then ran through the plans once more before I left, making sure no one else was in the hallway before shifting to a small bird and flying back to a secret room I was hiding in to get ready. I reached the secret door, double checked no one was around, shifted back then opened the hidden door and went in. I started on my hair, glad for those annoying hair styling classes. Once that stuff was done, rather fast I must say, I did some make up then pulled my dress on up from the feet so as not to ruin my hair. I put all my jewelry on and looked at my full reflection in the mirror I pulled out of my bag, I look pretty damn good. Not necessarily beautiful per-say, but really nice. I'm proud of how I've made myself look, and it only took me half an hour. Fuck I'm a PRO, jesus. I made sure to pick a hidden room close to the ballroom so I could listen in and come out with perfect timing.

I waited till the announcer said, "And our last guest is a very special one, who is to be introduced by her new friend Princess Kelsey. Take it away princess." I then left the secret room and strode over to the door, waiting for the dramatic door opening. After Kelsey said her few words about me to hint at her mom who I am the doors got pulled open. I strode/strut my way through the doorway in complete confidence, probably radiating sass. I immediately found her mom at the bottom of the stairs and sent her an evil, angry smirk. I then kept a straight face the rest of the way down the stairs as Kelsey added the fact I'm her twin sister. After sending her that smirk I ignored her presence altogether, feeling so sassy and confident I actually kind of wanted to enjoy this party. I waited for everyone at the bottom of the stairs, even from this far away I could tell Dylan was in a trance or something. He had that spaced out in awe look on his face and everyone was chuckling at him, so it wasn't hard to tell. I gave myself incredibly good hearing again to see what the hell he's even saying, trying ridiculously hard to focus on them and block out the loud chatter all around me. I heard my sister ask him what color the ocean is, woulda been funnier if she asked sky but anyways. His response had nothing to do with what she said and for whatever reason I wasn't really pissed for once. Jesus, does voluntarily dressing the hell up make me THAT confident in myself? As they reached me I heard Dylan making everyone promise to not tell me he called me beautiful, making Lily double promise even though she's highly likely to break it anyways.

Knowing it would make her tell me I asked, "You promise you won't what Lily?" My friend started vibrating from trying to contain her "secret" as she fought a smile. Dylan shot her a glare, probably warning her to not fricken tell me even though she most likely is. I raised a brow waiting for an answer from someone, mainly waiting for Lily to blow Dylan's "secret".

As predicted she ended up exploding and telling me, "Dylan called you beautiful!" Then she grabbed Luke's hand and ran faster than a hunted deer. I tried my best not to laugh at her being such a child, keeping a straight face as I used my famous creep-someone-out-by-staring-at-them tactic. It started working even though it was a little hard to ignore how hot he looks when he scratches his head like that. I don't even entirely care that I just admitted that to myself. I kept pretending to have super angry feelings inside just in case he could feel them, and I slowly stepped closer to him. Was pretty intense in here from my staring, even everyone else was getting uncomfortable. Then I surprised everyone watching, including myself, by reaching up and kissing Dylan. Pretty much everyone I know watching along with some strangers. I then walked into the crowd of people, not looking at anyone to avoid my face getting so red it'd explode. I could tell Dylan was as shocked as I was with doing that, but for whatever magical reason I didn't regret it. I continued slowly walking through the huge crowd, for the moment being able to forget the fact I hate people and crowds. Not long after I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see *gasp of supreme shock!* Dylan smiling at me.

Just like the first time we were at a ball he held his hand out and bowed as he asked, "May I have this dance?" Normal me slightly returned and I playfully rolled my eyes.

I grabbed his hand and answered, "I was perfect. But you don't gotta be so gallant and dramatic. Geez." He smiled warmly at me and I returned it.

"Black Swan 2010?" Dylan asked, smirking a little. My heart jumped at him trying so hard for me and I smirked a little in return. He walked me over to a more open spot and we started with a damn slow dance. Again. Siiiiiiggghh. Oh well, the first time wasn't that bad so I suppose it's fine. I placed one of my hands on his bicep—since he's a fair bit taller than me—as he placed one of his on my side/hip, our other hands clasped together. We danced I think the entire ball, I hadn't even noticed till there was no more music being played. I stepped away from Dylan a little awkwardly then put my confident face back on.

"That was..... Fun....." I mumbled not looking him in the eye, earning an amused chuckle in response. "We should uh... Go find Kelsey then start asking some questions that need to be answered." I added getting serious again then took my shoes off, putting them in my hidden bag. Dylan nodded in agreement and we walked around the still pretty crowded room looking for Kelsey or one of her friends, along with our two who ran off at the beginning of the ball. We found Jason and Kat and asked them if they knew where Kelsey was, they suggested going up to the balcony to get a better view of everyone altogether. We did as suggested and I ignored the giddy looking faces they had on at seeing Dylan and I. The two of us headed up to the balcony and looked down at everyone, searching for my sister and her mom technically. "Okay Mr. Super eye sight, where the fuck are they?" I kind of teasingly asked.

He just "pft" me and answered a few seconds later, "There. And her mom is over by the door about to leave it looks like." Without hesitation we both ran back down and to where Kelsey was.

"Hey your mom's about to leave, lets go ask her some questions we shouldn't even need to fucking ask." I slightly growled running to where we saw her mom. I glimpsed her go out the door and told Kelsey to be quiet and follow our lead. Dylan and I pro spy stalked her, Kelsey doing really well with copying. She did so well in fact I almost forgot she was there. We followed her to the room she's staying in and waited for her to be in the room before stealth running over and inside to ambush and scare the shit out of her. My plan worked and when she turned to go back and close the door the three of us were standing in front of the closed door, blocking her path. Drake would be here too but he had to quickly help his dad with something, according to my sister.

"Time to answer some questions." I practically snarled with fake innocence on my face, causing fear to go through her eyes.

She looked to the ground sad and dejected then said, "I'll answer anything you want to know..."

"And how do we know if it's the truth? Or even the whole damn story?" I spat back. I mean, there's a tiny little sliver of me that feels the slightest bit bad about treating her like this just because Kelsey is conflicted on if she loves her still.

"Are you even my mom..?" Kelsey quietly asked, pain and a slight hint of hate in her voice.

"Yes. Both of you are my daughters.... I wasn't anticipating being a mother...."

This fucking. Little. Bitch. My life had sucked enough as it was, now knowing I was thrown away before all of it... that hurt. "So you mean to tell me. That you decided to abandon me with a pair of complete fucking JACKASSES, who fucking got rid of me after FIVE FUCKING YEARS of treating me worse than their god damn STAFF. And threw me into FUCKING FOSTER CARE to be some other assholes fucking slave and punching bag, all just for the fuck of it BECAUSE OF A BROKEN RUBBER?!!!" I yelled in anger, fists balled up so hard my knuckles probably went white and I felt heat in my palms. She flinched big time and in the window reflection I saw that Kelsey looked shocked at what I said. "Years and years of being treated like absolute SHIT, all because you were a fucking bitch and decided you only wanted one of you're fucking children?!!! If you didn't want so many fucking kids the least you could fucking do is get a fucking abortion or just oh I don't fucking know NOT HAVE ANY KIDS AT FUCKING ALL TO FUCKING BEGIN WITH!!!!" I screamed in pure hatred, making this bitch of a "mother" start crying. "VSYA ZHIZN' BYLA KUSOROM DERNYA, KOTORYY MENYA KHOCHETSYA UMIRAT' NA KAZHDOM DYKHANII! I ETO VSE IZ-ZA VAS!" I ended up adding, pure hurt rage coming out in every word. I think I yelled in Russian.. I don't know, I just know I said some language equivalent of "my entire life was a piece of shit that has made me want to die every single breath I take, and it's all because of you" and I know I didn't say it in a language anyone in this room would know. No one questioned me, probably too shocked at my initial yelling. 

"Skylar, I—"

"My name is Skye! You stupid useless bitch! Its fucking SKYE!" I screamed, hating hearing my legal name like that. The memories it brings every time I hear it...

"Mom" flinched and shrunk back in fear before trying a different sentence, "The queen in Trealle is actually my sister.... And the reason I had to give one of you up is because I couldn't handle raising two little girls alone... Your father never cared for raising children so he left as soon as he could.... I had to ask my sister to take and raise one of you as her own... But in return she wanted the throne, so I had to give it to her in order for you both to live.... At first we let you two be together every now and then. And then..... I had a son from a different man.... He wasn't one for children either... And I tried raising him with you Kelsey but it was too much... So... when he was three I.... faked his death so he could go live with my sister, and his other sister who practically lived with him the whole time...." I was actually so mad I was at a loss for words, this has never happened before.

"You've lied to me... about EVERYTHING... my entire fucking life?" Kelsey demanded in an angry, hurt tone. "Mom" couldn't look at either of us and decided the floor was a better option. I started growling deeply, the sound reverberating through the room. Dylan backed away from me, as did Kelsey a little bit, as I glared my so called mother down. Must've been a pretty scary growl for Dylan to back up. I took a step closer to her, scaring her shitless, feeling my hands get really warm.

I took another step and growled, "Wanna know how many bad, lying, traitors I've killed, just in the past year." She shook her head vigorously, looking terrified. I smirked evilly and said, "Let's just say it's higher than your pathetic IQ. And I killed them all, each, in very. Different. Ways."