Jane's Special Gift part 2

A few hours went by and I sat down on the floor of the living room. Within some time, Granny would come over to have dinner with us. I looked out of the window. After I came home from my morning flight, it started to snow even harder than that morning. I bet that everybody who would take a walk now, would get caught in that little snow storm. I was already glad that I was in a warm room, wearing a warm sweater and woollen socks.
I looked down to my hot cocoa. I have always loved hot cocoa and my Dad was one of the fewest who could make the perfect cocoa.
Talking about my parents, they acted a little bit strange the whole day. I figure it was because my Mom still felt a little bit sick, but she told me it wasn't something too serious; that she would be able to be at the Christmas dinner. I really hope she is right, I'm not quite in the mood to spend the rest of my Christmas days in a hospital with my Mom.

Just when I started with reading a book, my parents walked into the room. I looked up and they had this serious look on their faces. "Mom, Dad, what's going on?" I asked them and Mom and Dad walked towards me.

"Jane, there is something we need to tell you." Dad started and I felt a little bit frightened. The way he said it sounded really serious to me. This couldn't be good news.

"What, what is it?"

"Well…" Mom started and she kneeled down next to me. "What do you think of a little sibling?"

I had the feeling that the world stood still. Did she…Was she… This couldn't be true. "You… you are joking right?" I whispered and I looked to Mom.

Mom gave me a surprised look. "Jane? Why do you think we would joke about something like this?"

Dad kneeled down as well and he placed his hand on my shoulder. "This is true, Jane. You will have a little brother or sister within a few months."

The mug fell down on the ground and I dashed out of the room. I couldn't believe that this was really happening. I thought that my parents didn't want any other kid. I figured that I was more than enough for them. And why would they wait so long before they would have another child?
I ran into my room and I locked the door so nobody could come in. I walked to my windowsill and I sat down on it.

Cindy, who was sleeping on my bed, woke up and she stretched her self. "Jane? What's wrong?" she asked and she jumped off my bed.

"Nothing, I'm…I'm alright." I whispered and I looked out of my window. How could they do such a thing to me? I thought they love me. But now… I would never think that they would do something like this.

"Jane? Jane, are you alright?" my Dad knocked on the door, but I didn't answer. "Jane, you can't hide. Please, we need to talk." I still didn't say a thing. I didn't want to talk to him, never again.

"Victor?" I heard my Mom saying. Great, now it's two against one. "Jane, we really need to talk."

"Jane, what's going on?" Cindy jumped onto my lap and she looked at me. "Why did you lock the door? I thought you never wanted to be locked up ever again."

"I'm out of here." I said. I opened my window, placed Cindy on the ground and I jumped out of my window. Just before I would fall down on the ground, I spread my wings and I flew to the roof.

"Hey Jane!" sounded just when I sat down on the roof of my house. I looked up and a blue haired girl with blue wings looked back to me with a smile. "Whatchadoing?" she said while she sat down next to me. It was Stella, the daughter of Ray and Kowalski. She was two years older than me, but she could act really childish sometimes. She got her wings during a fight with the whitecoats. Her parents were shocked when they heard it, but – just like me – they got used to it. Stella was the only one who still believed that I was alive when I was captured by the whitecoats and she became my best friend ever since I got tackled by her for the first time.  

"Nothing." I said and I placed my chin on my pulled up knees. It looked like the word 'nothing' was the only word left that I could say.

"Ya know, I heard your parents talking about something special." said Stella and she looked at me. "And they told me and my parents that you didn't like that news."

"Where's Spooky?" I didn't want to talk about my parents' news, so I changed the object to Spooky. Spooky is Stella's cat. She's black and has – just like Cindy – wings and she could also talk.

"She's with Cindy." said Stella with a big smile. "Talking about cat things, I guess." she thought for a few moments. "Hey, waitaminute! I was asking you something about the news that your mother is pregnant again."

"I don't want to talk about that." I said and I looked away. I felt the tears in my eyes, but I didn't want to show them to Stella. It was a sign of weakness.

"Ow, come on! It's great to get a baby brother or a baby sister!" Stella jumped up and she looked at me. "I mean, you could take care of it and we could baby-sit together!"

"They would get a perfect child!" I yelled. "They would sell me to a zoo or back to the School!" I stood up and I looked into Stella's eyes. "When that baby is born, they want to get rid of ME!"

"No, they won't." said Stella and she gave me a surprised look. "Your parents love you and they would never stop loving you. Now come on, you need to apologize, because your parents are really worried about you."

I used to be stronger than her, but ever since she got that bird-DNA-shot – that gave her wings – as well, she became stronger than me. So, right now, if she wanted she could just drag me to my parents. I looked at Stella. "You… you're right." I whispered. "But, I just want to be alone for now. Just tell Mom and Dad that I will be downstairs before we'll have dinner."

Stella smiled and she gave me a tight hug. "I'm so glad you're happy with your little sibling. I'll be in the living room for some time, it snows way too hard to go back home." she said before she jumped off the room. "I'm okay!" she yelled after I heard a soft 'thud'. She always does that; I mean, jumping of something high and than at the last second she spread her wings and land safely.

I looked around me. It really looked like a snowstorm like this, but I wasn't planning to fly down. I didn't feel too cold and I don't catch a cold very easily, so I figured I could be on the roof for some time.