Ross Lynch has bullied misunderstood Skylar Jones, for most of her life.
Yeah, yeah everyone is called Skylar these days.. When we all think we know the story of the fairy tale ending, 'they live happily ever after' Well no this is life, not Cinde...
"...you can pretend that bad things will never happen. But life's a lot easier if you realize and admit that sometimes they do."
― Lois Lowry
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Picture: Ross
Video: Bikes by Lucy Rose
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Skylar's POV
9.34 pm
I said to myself that I was gonna wait for Ross to come back but every time I called his phone, it would go straight to voice mail. I sighed heavily after attempting my 12th call I gave up and finally listens to my stomach growling.
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I sighed again and poured my dinner to eat, I poured Ross' and left it In the microwave. I cleaned the kitchen and then I sat down, I felt so small in such a big house by myself. It was one of those scary movies where someone was planning on killing the girl and rob the house. I say much more into the couch and relaxed my tensed posture, the couch's pillows acted as Ross' arms. I miss him.
I lied down on the couch and I decided to have a light nap and until he got home so I scream and shout at him then, cuddle with him in bed. I gently close my eyes but I was awaken much sooner than I thought.
The door lightly shut as I heard him trying to lock the lock, I could already imagine his concentrated face right now. I got up the couch and turned my heard to see a very scruffy Ross. "where the hell have you been?" I asked annoyed, Looking at the wall clock it read a time after midnight. "Its 12.47" He's coming in from seeing a friend that he meant at 1 in the afternoon. "God Sky, you scared me" He says as he looked reassured.
"Why didn't you pick your phone up?" I asked "my phone died" he blankly responded. "You could of least called me from someone else phone." I said starting raise my voice. "With whose phone? remember mine's dead" he mocked sarcastically as he showed me his iPhone. "Maybe you should of asked your girlfriend, I'm sure she would be more than happy to give you it!" I said as I crossed my arms over my chest and lifted an eyebrow.
"Ohhh.. So that's what it's about, your jealous!" He accused me off. "No" Okay maybe I am a little, but that's not why I'm annoyed "Then why are you in a mood?" He argued. "Because you just dumped me for some girl" I shouted back. "She's not just some girl, she's my friend, best friend even." He yelled as he started walking towards me.
"How would I know, I only got ditched and left by myself to walk home and make dinner." I told him with anger in my face. "Well forgive me for wanting to actually speak to my friends" he remarked mockingly. "I never said you couldn't I just said you shouldn't of shrugged me off like that, I'm your fiancée not your rag doll" I nearly yelled as I felt tears fall from my cheeks. "For god sake Skylar, sometimes it's nice to talk to other people. Stop being so clingy." he yelled back with equal rage, he started to back me up to a wall. "I'm not, I'm not trying to be clingy, It's just I- I-I just have hard time trusting people" I said quietly, my heartbeat was pumping and my hands becoming clammy. "Why? Because of your dad? Your so annoying, constantly clinging onto me, Is that was it was like with your dad? You practically pushed him out the door with your childlike behaviour, no wonders he left- Grow up Skylar." he yelled out of breath. I looked at him in disbelief and tears started to build in my eyes. His anger on his face was gone once he understood what he said. I had told him about my dad and how much it hurt me when he left and he just threw that in my face! I saw how is face softened to see regret in his eyes. I just shut up.
And didn't respond- I wasn't going to lash out on him and storm out and make the situation bigger. I looked at him and the look in my eyes already showed him how much that hurt me. He lifted his hand to my cheek and said "Sky? I didn't mean that" tears fell over and over, and some reason I just couldn't process what he said, I just would not believe that someone that I love so deeply has just thrown something like that in my face. Both of his hands where on my cheeks and something pulled me out of this frozen statue.
I removed his hands from my face and walked towards the kitchen, he followed like a lost dog. "Sky?" He asked worriedly. I got to the microwave and pressed the button to turn it on. He came behind me a hugged me from behind- I didn't respond I didn't move and then he whispered onto my neck "I'm sorry" but I shrugged it off like he shrugged me off- if I'm not that important to him than those few words shouldn't be important to me. The ping from the microwave went off snapping me out of my thoughts. I opened the door and got the now hot dinner plate out of the microwave, I took his hand off from my waist and walked towards the table where I placed his dinner down. I didn't look at him once. I didn't listen to anything he said. He hurt me. Hard and proper.
"Your dinners here" I said with a crack unemotionally voice as I placed his knife and fork down. "Skylar" he begged for me to look at him as he grabbed my wrists and was in front of his figure, "Sky look at me" he pleaded. I just looked down and gently removed myself from his grip, the chocolate covered strawberries cake was also out on the table "I made your favourite, eat up before it goes cold" I spoke but my voice cracked again with a few tears spilling. My eyes remained on the floor and I walked out the room upstairs.
I lied down in our bed and pushed my self right to the edge of the wall on my side. I couldn't hold it in any longer, I cried so much. I cried at how I never got to see my father any more, I cried about how much I miss my mum and I cried about how much I felt betrayed by him. I knew he had hurt me in the past but I thought he moved from that. He really hurt me.
20 minutes later I heard footsteps and I tried my hardest to slow down my breathing and stop crying. I heard shuffling then the bed dipped. I closed my sore eyes and sighed. I ran my hands to my forehead, feeling an ache from crying so much. "Sky?" I heard him whisper "Skylar? Are you still awake?" I didn't reply I just remained still until he put his arms around my waist. I didn't want to talk to him never mind him touching me. I removed his hands and got out of the bed to go downstairs. I felt his eyes glued to me all the time but I didn't give a shit any more. Opening up the back-door I let the evening wind cool my sore red eyes and the hammock rock my body to a sleep.
