What Happened To Skye In 13 Reasons Why Novels & Stories

Skylar Ryder killed the engine but didn’t move. “I’m not going in. You know they don’t like me. Never have. And now? With all this? They’ll see me and think I turned you into some monster. I’m dropping you off, Sky. You go talk. I’ll wait in the truck.”

She would have noticed that had she been in any other room on the ship. Bailewick lost all hope of living when he reached the boats, and they were already sunken underwater. In fact, small ripples in the water were high enough to climb aboard the deck. And they did. All this time, zephyra had been staring at James. Finally, he looked back at her. "I'm so sorry." She said, stretching a hand towards him. "You could have told me you needed my spell book." James said, climbing up on his own. "Then we wouldn't be sinking."

As witches, their curriculum was different from that of the weres. "Umm... A few months ago, my parents died in a explosion caused by an out-of-control baby Phoenix. As you know while not as powerful as Dragon fire, it's just as stubborn. It took them four hours to put it out. Didn't matter anyways because they were already dead in the first hour. I couldn't bear living in the same town where they died so I moved." Skye explained making Olive tear up almost immediately.

Kathie said a crisp yes and then the phone was disconnected. Kathie hurriedly walked back to Skyla and asked with a fake sweetness in her tone, "Are you done, dear?" Skyla nodded and then Kathie grabbed the notepad from her hand and glanced at one of the two lycans and said, "You can take her to the Great Lycan!" Skyla sprang on her feet and she followed the lycan who led her to the Intensive Care Unit.

Xander still tries to convince her despite realizing she won't intentionally shoot anyone. However, she is still not sufficed. The scorching flame of fury is eating her soul. "Remember the terror you feel right now. The next time you hurt even the tip of my hair. I will empty this gun in your fucking faces" With chilling coldness, Skye mutters while glaring at the women who are all burying their heads in their folded knees. "You're lucky I'm still on my feet because I didn't come here to be killed. No part of me will be buried in this land without the retaliation of my kin. You should bear that in mind the next time you scheme against me"

“I can't think. My brain is too fuzzy.” The Healer pursed his lips and then spoke. “I had to sedate you.” My mouth popped open like a fish. “For your own safety.” He added quickly when my face morphed into a look of horror. He sighed and scrubbed his face with his hands looking exhausted. “After the birth and death of your son…” Skye paused, gauging my reaction thus far. He sighed but kept talking. “You had a break from reality. You refused to acknowledge that he hadn't survived the assault and clung to him for days. You attacked Logan!” He gestured across the room, and only then did I notice Logan sitting on the other side of my bed.

, he warned him in hidden words as he felt that he was the reason behind her condition. Elliot stood silently as he watched the doctor leave. He couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his chest whenever he recalled the grief-stricken look of Sky's face. "What should I do now?", he thought to himself as he sat down on the chair. Soon Max also appeared with Sebastian in front of him. "How's Sky? What happened to her??", Sebastian panicked the second he heard about Sky so he rushed directly towards the hospital. "She had a nervous breakdown", Elliot said slowly as he looked down.

I looked at her earnestly, trying to convey my regret. "How could you harm someone you professed to love? I may not know much about mates, but the mere thought of inflicting pain on Jayleen is unbearable. And I hardly even know him. So, how on earth could you do that to my mother?" Her voice escalated, tears glistening in her intense blue eyes. This wasn't going as I'd hoped. I tried to interject, "Skye, I..." "No! Nothing you say can justify your actions," she shouted, cutting me off. Skye paced in front of me, lost in thought. "Why did you come with me?" I asked, risking the question. What made her choose me over her mate?