Disclaimer: This still isn't mine….
Its been another freakin week and Claire still hasn't told me anything. And, truthfully, she looks completely miserable. And something seems to be going on with her and Peter- they're barely talking to each other.
And now, things are just getting worse.
That's the only thing I could possibly think as I stared at the person standing in front of me. "Keira." My father, Jacob, greeted. He walked straight into the house, not even glancing at me a second time. Amy, my step-mother, was right behind him.
"Hi honey." She whispered, pulling me against her in a hug. I held her tight. This was the woman who had been by me all of those years. This was the woman I thought of as my mother.
"What the hell are you doing here Jacob?" I heard Peter growl from the other room. I led Amy in and saw everyone sitting at the dining room table. Well, everyone except my father and Peter, who was standing and glaring.
My father gave him a cocky grin. 'Well, I thought this was a reunion. Why wasn't I invited?"
"Lets think about that one." Colin muttered sarcastically.
Jacob turned to him. "Keep your mouth shut boy."
"Don't talk to him like that!" Claire snapped.
Jacob turned to her and his eyes turned even colder- which I didn't think was possible until now. "And where the hell have you been? Leaving me to raise these two idiots. And did you know the girl has the same power as him?" He threw Peter a disgusted glance, then his eyes turned to me. I swallowed hard as he stared, falling back into the girl I was before I left….
Braden stepped beside me, holding my hand. Jacob looked at us and laughed. "Ah, like mother, like daughter, right? Incest."
"Get out of my house Jacob." Nathan said firmly, keeping a strong hand on Peters shoulder.
Jacob smirked. "I don't think I really want to. You know Nathan," He gave Claire a leering smile and Peter almost jumped across the table before Niki grabbed him, "you were always pushing for something to happen with me and Claire. And when it finally did, you weren't even there to celebrate."
Now it was Nathans turn to lunge across the table, but Claire beat him to it. Jacob's head snapped to the right as Claire's hand made contact. A bright red handprint appeared on his face. I stared in shock as Jacob took a swing at Claire, hitting her in the jaw and making her hit her head against the table. "That's it!" Peter growled, he punched Jacob in the jaw and they started to fight.
I wasn't paying them any attention, I was watching Claire. She had stood, and a cut on her forehead had sealed, but there was still blood running down her face. I tried to run over to her, but Amy held me back. Finally, the guys pulled Peter and Jacob apart. Jacob was pretty beat up, but Peter didn't have a scratch on him…probably because Claire was right there.
"I'll say it one last time, Jacob." Nathan growled. "Get out of my house!" He pushed him out the front door.
I turned to Amy. "You don't have to go."
She gave me a small smile. "Yes I do." She pulled me into a hug. Then Colin came over and she hugged him too. "I love you both."
"You too." Colin and I both murmured. Amy gave us one last hug, then walked out the door. I watched her leave, then turned around. And saw Claire looking completely devastated.
"I love you." Than woman whispered to my children. "You too." They both said back. I felt like I was going to cry. That should have the been the relationship I had with them. Instead, they were with that woman. A woman I had never met.
Keira turned and met my eyes. I tried to look upbeat, but apparently it didn't work. I felt a tear run down my cheek. They next thing I knew, Keira was pulling me into a hug. I hugged her back, still crying.