Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Sky's Pov.

After dinner, Aunt Loren shows me to my room

"I hope the design is to your taste," she says bringing me out of my thoughts.

I take my time to look around me. The peach-colored walls with grey accents were my style, there was also a queen-sized bed that looked comfy with white covers and grey and peach colored throw pillows, the double door wardrobes were big, and there was a small table by the bedside with a lamp on it, I also had my en suite

"I love it, thank you" my response brought a smile to her face.

Mom stepped into the room squeezing aunt Loren on the arm, probably her way of saying thank you....again

"I'll see you downstairs," aunt Loren said to mum while leaving the room

"Sky....."

"Mom...." We started together

I looked up into her eyes, "you go first dear" she said while leading us towards the bed to sit

We sat side by side with her arms around me,

"I'll be fine Mum... I promise" I breathed out " I'll eat, I'll sleep, I'll go out, I'll socialize, I'll try to be the old me again I promise," I said looking up into her eyes that were tearing up

"Oh baby," she said while hugging me and that was how we sat for a few minutes in each other's arms holding on to each other tightly. In a few minutes, my Mom was going to be hours away and I was going to miss her like crazy.

"Look at me sky" she pulled my head up so she could look into my eyes "you are strong, a little bit too strong for your age and that has always worried me....." she stroked my hair putting some strands behind my ear "... and that is how I know that you will get through this, this will pass and you will fall in love again. Your first love is always the greatest and the hardest to let go off but it doesn't have to be your last" she wiped the tears that fell from my eyes with her thumb

"you will be great," she said. She said all those words with so much conviction I almost believed her almost believed that I'll be ok... But pain like this doesn't just go away, it doesn't just pass it leaves a scar, a scar that I'll have to feel every day and remember, remember why I made the decision

I am never falling in love again.

And I was right, this bed is comfy.

Mum's gone.

She left after having a long chat with Aunt Loren and Uncle David, i think Tyler too. They were probably talking about what happened to me. They were definitely talking about it.

My luggage is scattered around the room with some of my boxes stacked up against the wall by my window, oh and I forgot to tell you, I have a window that opens out into the outside world. It's like a back door but it's a window, it also has a window seat.

I can see myself sitting there and reading myself to sleep. I read a lot.....or at least I used to.

A knock on the door sounds before Tyler pushes his head through the door and the door frame "Hey" he says waiting for me to say

"Come in Ty" he walks in clad in pajama pants and a wife-beater tank top. Compared to the rest of his friends Ty is a bit shorter with his height at six foot four inches which still makes him kind of tall and he is kind of on the lanky side with a moderate amount of muscle on him and with his cropped blond hair and brown eyes, I'm sure he's going to be a heartbreaker with his harmless smile and kind eyes.

He takes a sit on the bed and looks around "do you need any help unpacking??“

Sitting up I answer "no, thanks I think I can handle it"

"oooh" he begins " so, how are you?" he was trying to be subtle

"My mom told you didn't she" this convo is about to get uncomfortable.

Looking around uncomfortably he says " told me what?"

"You have always been terrible at keeping secrets Ty" I laugh, he looks at me, scratching the back of his neck he opens his mouth, probably to deny it again but I needed to deflect.....fast

"Remember when we ran away because My mum wouldn't let us eat chocolate and we got soo hungry we came back and My mum didn't even notice we were gone?

He laughed " we only walked to the end of the street"

Two eight-year-olds trying to run away because of being denied chocolate, we weren't the smartest of kids

I continued the story "and what did you do when we got home?“

Tyler's face became red at the question "how was I to know she didn't know we were gone"

"Ty, she legit started with 'you guys were in your rooms....right?' and you just had to go and blurt everything out" I finished laughing soo hard, I can't remember when last I laughed

"Ok, fine I'm not the best liar"

I smiled, then he continued "and you have always been very good at deflecting" he gave me a pointed look

"We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to Sky, I just want you to know that I'm here," he said, squeezing my hand

"I have missed you soo much Ty" tearing up I reached out to hug him. It's been soo long...

You see growing up Ty and I were as thick as thieves, people use to mistake us for twins just like they did our moms. We also look very much alike. Ty also used to live with us in California, my mum practically raised him and took care of him till he was about 10. His dad, Uncle David was a big shot basketball player once and he used to travel a lot, aunt Loren used to go with him too but when she got pregnant with Ty she had to stay home.

when Ty was five his parents' marriage was going through a strain so mum offered to take him in so his mum could travel with his dad and they could try and save their marriage, mum was mostly working from home then so she had the time.

Ty and I were inseparable. My mom told everyone that he was her son so we had a fun time fooling everyone into believing that we were twins but he was just 6 months older than me.

He's my brother and I love him

"Sooo..." I begin "....tell me everything I need to know about living in Chicago"

"And the high school...what's it called again?" I say thinking

"Lakeside High," he says "we also wear a uniform" he continues with a Cheshire grin

"Ewwww'i squeeze my face