Fallout Si Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Chapter 94: God damn this is awkward. Sierra's POV Warning: This chapter is emotional. It has a found family complex, trauma, speaking of past trauma, heart-to-heart conversations, in-depth abuse, scars (Emotional and Physical), and guilt. (One-sided. Sierra's side) and found family. Also, Sierra's side.

I said. “And she was the past you weren’t done with,” she replied. The silence between us felt like a crack spreading through glass. “I was going to tell you,” I said weakly. “When?” she asked again. I didn’t have an answer. By afternoon, Sienna went nuclear. She posted a statement. Carefully worded. Emotionally charged. Implying betrayal without saying it outright. Claiming she was “discarded” once I found “a more convenient narrative.” Convenient narrative.

I pushed past him, my feet carrying me down the sterile hallway without any clear destination. I paced the hallway, the tension in my chest hardening into something colder. Guilt gnawed at the edges of my mind, but anger was louder. Anger at my father, at Sierra, at everything. She was always the one who had it all, the one who made me invisible. My chest tightened as I thought of her perfect little world, untouched by the chaos I carried. She needed to feel this. To know what it was like to watch everything crumble around her. The pieces clicked together in my mind, each one sharp and vicious. I pulled out my phone, my hands steady for the first time all night. Sierra. The name glared at me

And the moment I saw tears gathering there, something inside me broke. “I can’t feel her properly,” she admitted in a shaky voice. “Sora feels so far away.” The helplessness in her voice destroyed me. Wolves were not pets. They were not companions who lived beside us. They were half our soul. Half our existence. And right now, Sienna looked like someone terrified she had lost a part of herself forever. I brushed my thumbs gently beneath her eyes before the tears could fall. “You haven’t lost her,” I told her immediately, firmly enough that she would hear certainty in my voice even if I had to force it there myself. “Sora is still with you.” But Sienna shook her head weakly. “What if she does

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I fired back, bringing the rim of the mug to my lips and sipping a little bit of hot cocoa, Sierra's eyes popping wide open in delight like the image of me chugging down cocoa at 5:00 am when the amount of people that were up could be counted with the digits ignited some sort of excitement in her. She hissed as she drew nearer. "That's so fucking messed up. You know, I've been a very good and obedient girl. I've kept my distance from you for the longest. I miss you, though." She pouted like a horny teenager who had miniature knowledge when it came to intimacy and all things tied to it. "Sierra, what do you want?" I asked her before taking another sip. "Dick." She answered me, her countenance

They broke into a run as they rushed the Nephilim. “Quick Cain!” Cassie yelled. Cain wasted no time in grabbing the makeshift sled and tearing off as fast as his broken body would let him toward safety. What he didn’t know was that I was already gone, my eyes closed. My heart already shattered to pieces from the world that fell apart. Verity’s smiling face danced before my eyes, and it was almost as if she was with me; her arms around me. I could feel her warmth. The endless darkness is hovering my love.

But I was afraid of what the fallout would be. Sienna was only here as a last resort. But what happens if she loses hope? Would she really just walk away as though nothing had happened? It seemed unlikely, which could only mean one possibility, that this was nothing more but the calm before the storm. Once Sienna lost all hope, we would be left to battle the fallout of the storm. I just hope that Hunter's prepared for whatever that may be. ...One Month Later...

Sierra said, stepping out of her dress that pooled out at her feet and edging up next to me, her hands now on the bottom of my tee shirt. I raised my arms and she pulled my shirt up and over my head, then she took hold of the belt of my pants trousers and eased them out over my now fully attentive dick and then down my legs. She stooped to free my feet from the entanglement of my shorts and looked up at me smiling. “I'm thirsty, Mr. Grey,” Sierra purred, running her hands up my legs and causing goose bumps to pop up in their trail. "You want some more water?" I asked incredulously, not believing that she would stop now.

At least, she hoped not. As soon as she finished her story, Scott got up and called his grandfather, telling him everything he knew. Needless to say that Noah was distraught. It was clear to Florence that none of them liked Pearl, but to think she was capable of doing something like this… Perhaps it didn’t cross their minds that she’d go to that extent.