Thread: A Royal Catastrophe (Mali and Quix)

A letter had come into the mail. It was from her ex-husbands mother who lived in Bristol. The news wasnt good. In fact, the news was devastating. It broke her heart and she covered her mouth, her eyes watering up. Sure, Carrie Lassiter and her ex were no longer together but that was because a relationship, let alone a marriage with the man was literally impossible. News like this would be insane for her daughter, Schuyler. All Sky knew about her father was that he was from England, visited twice a year and that he and her mother were perfect for each other if oil and vinegar could ever truly mix without separating again. Edward Crumholtz and Carrie met while she was studying abroad at Oxford. He was a graduate student at the time and she was in her second year of undergraduate studies. It was love at first sight and they were married within the year. A little while after, Carrie found out she was pregnant, just nine months into their marriage. After their daughter, Schuyler, was born, a year later, Carrie filed for divorce. Irreconcilable differences and if Edward wanted to stay in her good graces and not be completely hated by her, it was unavoidable. She took herself and Sky back to America and that was where they had been ever since. Every year, Edward would come to visit, to be as involved in his daughters life as he could. He could only get out to America once or twice a year but he made it worth it. Carrie was fine with that. Sometimes they had their special moments together but that was because even though their marriage didnt work, didnt mean they didnt still love each other. There was always that pull. It was heart breaking for her to hear the death of her beloved. But it also meant that she had to tell Sky. Even if he only visited once or twice a year, he still managed to forge a close bond with his daughter. Hey Mom. Stuffing the letter away, Carrie turned to her. Hi sweetie. Whats that? Oh, just a letter from your grandma. What about? Carrie sighed softly and she walked toward her daughter. She sat Sky down on the couch and she looked at her. According to your grandmother, your father has passed away. She hasnt included the details. I dont think she really knows. She just found out and she sent a message as soon as she could. Sky was stunned into silence and her eyes watered. Sure, her dad only came to visit once or twice a year but she knew he was a very busy man. She had been a baby when her parents divorced. She understood. Every time he came to visit, it meant the world to her. It showed he really did love her and when he was here, he made it count. He didnt come for a day. He came for a month. It felt like they were a less dysfunctional family when he was in town. Sky and Carrie were like two peas in a pod. Obviously. They were daughter and mother after all. Carrie always had this zest for life, adventure and excitement. While she was married to Edward, they traveled most of Europe before she got pregnant. She hoped the same for Sky, that she would get to travel and see the world. As much of it as she could. Sky wanted that too. She wanted to see the world, she wanted adventure, hell, shed even sleep with the director of a ballet company to get where she wanted in her career. Growing up, she had always been a very outgoing and loud person. Not obnoxiously loud but she always made her presence known whether it was simply the way she carried herself or by some big statement, even if it was just Hey. When she was just a little girl, she used to be the quietest and shyest girl. That all changed when she turned five and dominated the sandbox from the big kids, taking it back for all the littler kids. She ruled with peace, justice and always shared her juice boxes. And she also swapped the hot chocolate for liquid sand for the meanest kids. Classic. Good times. In elementary school, middle school and high school, she always stayed active and got involved in as many school sponsored activities as she could. She started dancing classical ballet, jazz and contemporary toward the end of elementary school and she had kept up with it, even now. She also joined the track team toward the end of middle school and continued all throughout high school. She even lettered and placed at several competitions. As for dancing, she had her senior showcase and from that, was offered a scholarship to an amazing performing arts college. Her dream was to be handpicked into New Yorks top ballet company and truly make her mark in her talent and art. Right now, she was in her third year of college. She had a showcase this year and if she did well, she could graduate early and go on to New York. If not, she had another year to really make a huge impact. She worked hard, trained, ran, always kept herself on top of her game. She was competitive and when she was younger, insanely and obsessively competitive. Now, she had mellowed out but she would deck someone if they tried to deck her first. Things were going pretty smoothly in her life. As for her love life, well Sky could never stick to one man. She had five boyfriends. None of them knew about the other and she balanced them perfectly. They each had something that the other didnt. And if all these five guys were to fuse into one person, they would be ultimate perfect man. One, Chester was handsomely sensitive. Another, Jared was a sex god, but he was a complete asshole who fucked several other girls. He thought Sky didnt know but there was very little that happened that she didnt know about. But she didnt care. Another, Jameson scored her hard liquor, particularly Jameson Whiskey. They partied together and he was amazing at going down on her, but he had a small dick. Vesper, the fourth boyfriend, was an ace with intimacy and when she needed a real pick-me-up, she could rely on him to bring her out whatever funk she was in. And then finally, there was her ballet instructors assistant, Ethan. He helped to train her and train her some more. It was wild, it was hot, it was exciting and at the end of the day, he helped to improve her dancing technique like no other. But he was also vain, narcissistic and she hated it when he wore his tights even outside of the dance studio. Then this bomb about her dad broke out and she felt like her world was starting to crash down on her. In her mind, she had a perfect life. She had a loving mother, a loving father, she was going places in her career and she could swing with the best and worst of them. Now, a fraction of that perfect life had died and the rest of it seemed to want to fall. Like a string that had been cut, or a bridge that just broke down and fell into the river way down below. Are you okay sweetie? her mom asked. No. Are you? No. Carrie frowned and pulled Sky into her arms. Its going to be okay sweet pea. She whispered. Sky started crying and nodded her head. They still had each other and they would make it through this. Her mom pulled back and tucked a lock of Skys fiery red hair behind her ear. I love you. I love you too Mom. I know he loved you too. I know he did. I did too. And he loved you so much. I know. She smiled meekly. Her mom wiped her tears away and then Sky did the same for her. Carrie then looked toward the door when she heard a knock sounding. Ill be right back. She kissed her forehead and got up to answer it. Opening the door, a man in a black suit and black shades stood looking well put together. Good afternoon. He had some kind of European accent. She wasnt sure if it was Scottish or Irish. Are you Carrie Lassiter, mother of Schuyler Lassiter? Yes, what can I help you with? Those were the last words shed ever speak. The man raised a gun and he shot her right in the forehead. Carrie fell back on the ground, dead. There was no silencer on the gun and Sky heard the sound. Mom?! She came to the door and saw her mother lying dead on the ground. The man saw her and raised his gun at her. She jumped out of the way just in time when the shot went off, the bullet embedding into the wall. Fear coursed through her, her adrenaline shot way up but it pushed her into survival mode. The Lassiter women were anything but the ones to freeze up in a moment of catastrophe. She stood up quickly and ran through the house, the man on her tail. She ran to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife from the knife block and turned around. Just as she did, he got right in her face and she held the knife right under his chin. She felt the barrel of his gun at her stomach. Were both just as fast. She panted. I just need to pull the trigger and youll be dead too. Im faster. Are you willing to wager? Depends how much you want to keep talking. She was very good as distracting apparently. The man took in a deep breath and he looked her over. They didnt say I couldnt have fun with you first. Is that right? Her fear levels spiked higher. She liked sex. Rape was a no-no. Unless it was sexy role play. I do believe it is. Is sex your weakness or strength? Strength. Are pretty women your weakness or strength? She asked. He only grinned. It was a salacious, malicious and downright perverted grin that made her skin crawl. He was just about to move away when she pushed the knife up with all her strength, embedding the blade up his throat and into his mouth. He made this gurgling sound as he choked on his own blood. He stumbled back and his finger around the trigger of his gun pulled. Sky deflected but the bullet grazed her side. She fell down to the ground and gripped it as it bled. The man fell to the ground, drowned in his blood, dead. Sky breathed hard and fast and her eyes stung with tears. First her dad and now her mom. What the hell was happening in the world? What was scarier was that he said they. Who were they?