"RAIN OF FIRE" by Sarah Ryniker

STORY LAST UPDATED ON 21/04/2002

Rain of Fire Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Epilogue

PROLOGUE

As I sat by my bedroom window, staring out at the sea, I replayed in my mind everything that had happened. It had all happened so fast, and now it was summer again. School had ended. Fortunately, Damian was here to take care of Julianna, or I would never have made it through my junior year. He was a great father to her. Though I didn't know what to call her. She wasn't truly related to me in any way. Just as I wasn't truly related to Mama.
    When I had found out that my father had raped his own cousin, Rachael, and had produced me, I was not only stunned but also disgusted. It gave my already faltering confidence a shake, knocking it lower. Knowing that I was not only an unwanted child, but also one made against one's will made me nauseous to even think about, even after nearly a year.
    I still didn't know my real mother. Some say she died, others claim she is still alive. I believed that she was alive. She had to be alive. If she had killed herself, they would have found her. But all that had been found of her was a piece of clothing and a little bit of blood. It convinced some that she was dead. It convinced others, like myself, that she was very much alive. Or at least she was. If she was dead, it certainly wasn't by her choice.
    So much in my life has changed over the past year. The only people that I know are truly my blood relation I hate with a passion. My father and grandfather are mean, cruel men that seem to lack a most important human organ. Instead of hearts, they simply have a single piece of stone in its place. They certainly don't seem to care about anything, least of all me.
    My relationship with Damian was a bit difficult. After the single kiss we had shared, things became awkward. It had been a spur of the moment thing that had never happened again. I certainly didn't want it to, either. It confused me more than I could ever find the words to tell anybody. I simply ignored that it ever happened and things were fine. He was my friend and I would leave it at that.
    Mitch and I had a relationship that was not at all confusing. He was my best friend. The best friend I'd ever had. He was not only my confidant, but also something of a psychiatrist. He helped me make it through the difficulties of my strange family. He never grew angry with me, or disappointed. Whatever happened to me, he was there for me, either celebrating or mourning with me. We'd had plenty of pity parties together, that was for sure.
    Between raising a child that wasn't mine, and dealing with that child's father, life was difficult itself. Yet there were still many secrets to unveil. Many things about the past to find out, many things about myself I didn't know. I needed to know who I was. It became more and more important to me with every passing minute. The key to the past also unlocked the key to who I really was. It could tell me what really happened all those years ago, and help me move on. And moving on was something I had to do more than anything.

Rain of Fire Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Epilogue

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