The Silent Falls Twins: The Fight

I've never been one for rebelling, not really. But I've also never thought that Skye would want to kill me. I managed one night at Chloe's.

Mum was pissed at me, really pissed. I'd told her that I was feeling really unwell and that the journey to school was catching up on me. Chloe's mum seemed to think I was looking pretty tired, because she even phoned Mum and said that she wouldn't mind me staying a few nights a week, but as usual, she said no. I had to learn to settle in Silent Falls.

The next afternoon, I got a text from Mum, basically saying that there would be no negotiation and that I had to be home that night. So with my stomach in knots, I got back on the train to Silent Falls.

I got home to find Skye sat at the kitchen table, sulking with her arms crossed. There was a look of sheer rage on her face as Mum and Rose looked down at her from either side. Everyone's eyes looked towards me me as I entered the room. Mum gave me the sigh.

“Oh, finally!” she said. “She returns!”

“Now,” Rose said calmly. “Mirren's not the one who's in trouble.”

“What's happened?” I asked.

“You want to tell your sister what happened?” Mum asked Skye.

“Nope,” she replied bluntly.

“She's been suspended from school,” Mum informed me. “For fighting! Her, Kirsty and Ava attacked a girl, for no reason! Beat her to a bloody pulp!”

A few weeks ago, I'd have been shocked, but I stood and looked at Skye and realised that she was not the same person that she'd been then. She was well and truly a Silent Falls resident, and I wanted nothing to do with her.

I shrugged my shoulders at Mum. “This was what you wanted me home for? My sister wants nothing to do with me. Why should I even care?”

Mum sighed again as Rose gently shook her head. I headed upstairs to the bedroom that I now despised. I looked at Skye's bottom bunk, so neatly made, probably because it was never slept in. I tossed my bag up to the top bunk and climbed up. On top of my pillow, there sat the little stone that I had placed under Skye's pillow, attached to a pale yellow post it. Skye's handwriting read: I don't need this, but maybe you will.