“Don't go Lou, you know you can't leave, he’ll hurt you!” I cry out
“Don't worry about me. Just know that I love you, so much Sky. He looks into my hazel eyes and begins to kiss me. Our lips move in sync and I run my hands through his chocolate brown hair.
“Stay strong Sky, I will never forget you.” And with that he runs to his dad who grips his arm too tightly. I watch as he whispers something into Louis’ ear and throws him into the car. By now tears are flowing from my eyes and I can't help but continue to cry into the sweater he gave me.
*end of flashback*
I wake up with tears on my cheeks. Bad dream, again. It's been 1 whole, hard year without Louis. He moved to London with his abusive father while his broken mother stayed here in Texas. It's been so hard without him. A couple of years ago, I was bullied, badly. I got death threats and was told to kill myself. I don't know what I did to deserve it, but it happened. I met Louis before I went too far. He always cared about me and helped me stop the scars. I would never do them on my wrists, but on my thighs and just bellow my belly button. Louis was the reason I stopped. He helped me to learn to trust again and love again.
My father died when I was 15. It was so hard dealing with his loss. People at school would call me names and laugh at me for not having a father.
“Skyler, get down here please!” My mother yelled from downstairs.
I groan as I get up out of my bed and stare into my mirror. My long blonde hair reaches above my butt and my hazel green eyes are bloodshot and red. I wipe my face clean if any tears and descend the staircase. In the living room, I see my mother with her boyfriend Todd. He's not that bad, but he tries way too hard to replace Dad, and he never will. I notice my brother, Michael, and plop down beside him. His vibrant red hair is all messy, I kind of love it though.
“Hey Mikey,” I say flashing him a smile.
“Hey Sky,” he replies returning the smile.
“So, Michael, Skyler, I am so happy to tell both of you some very exciting news.” We wait in silent as she looks over to Todd.
“So, a huge job opened for me in Australia, we are moving!” He says. My heart drops to the floor and before I know it I'm yelling.
“What do you mean we're moving! I just got used to everything. I actually have friends now, you can't make me! You'll never be him” I scream in his face.
Everyone is taken back by what I just said. I turn away and storm up to my room and slam the door. Shortly being followed by arguing coming from downstairs. I lock the door and slide down the side of my bed. I can't believe this is happening. Not too long ago, I was told to kill myself but things got better. I made three really good friends and I started to regain my confidence. Now I just have to drop everything and leave. I hear the door being unlocked from the outside and Mikey barges in with the spare key I gave him.
“Oh, hey.” He says as he stirs down beside me.
“Ya ya don't worry I won't start again.” I tell him as I give him a weak smile.
Him and Louis were the only ones who knew about my ‘problem’. I've never told anyone except for them, even my mom doesn't know.
“Mom and Todd are arguing downstairs, I think you should say something to them.” He tells me, completely changing the subject. I nod and start to rise from my spot.
“Hey, you don't have to worry, I'm going to be in the same boat as you. Think of it as a fresh start with your favourite twin.” He says shorting me a huge smile. I laugh a little.
“More like my only twin. Thanks Mikey, I needed that.” I answer back. He gives me one of those ‘damn right I'm the best’ looks and I head back downstairs.
I enter the living room watching as Todd and my mom still arguing. They stop suddenly.
“I'm sorry for yelling like that, I didn't mean for it to come out that… Harsh.” I apologize.
Todd looks at me and gives me a sincere smile. “ I know sweetie, and I may not be your father, but you can talk to me anytime, okay?”
I nod back holding in the tears and face my mother. “So when are we leaving and where are we going?” I ask with the fakest smile ever.
“We are heading over to Sydney, Australia and we are leaving tonight. I know it such short notice but we wanted you to be stress free and-” I cut her off.
“I know, don't worry about it, let me pack my stuff and bring it downstairs.” I mentally pat myself on the back for that one. Way to go Sky, way to handle that one calmly.
“Honey,” my mom calls out, “are you ready for this adjustment? I know how much you love Texas and your friends-”
“I'm ready Mom,” I reply. And I guess so. I guess I am ready.
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