Part 2: Chapter 17

Skyler's P. O. V.

I stare at the sleeping Patrick, tears slipping out of my eyes. Cleaning them off with a free hand, I can't help but wonder, what did I do? What kind of a friend am I? I just succeeded in ruining everything. I'm sure if Patrick wakes up now and finds out what happened, he'll hate me forever.

" Patrick..." I mumbled, even though he can't hear me. " I'm sorry."

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Sylvia's P. O. V

Too frozen to move or do anything, I let Alex kiss me. Even if I'm not returning his kisses. Even if I'm just standing there like a statue. His kisses were soft and reassuring, but needy as well. Like he had wanted to do this for such a long time. The problem is, why now?

He eventually drags himself away from my lips and lays his head on my shoulders, breathing in. My eyes glazed with tears, i finally get my voice.

" That. Wasn't supposed to happen." I mumble, half expecting him to flare up. He just snuggles closer to me, breathing in.

" No it