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CC's POV
I walked straight upstairs after I got home. I had been thinking about the kiss all day, and I hadn't realized I was ignoring Skylar. She probably thinks I hate her. I had to say sorry. Just as I stood up to go downstairs, the door opened and there stood Skylar. She looked upset, not angry or sad, just, upset.
"Hey." I said and smiled. She nodded in my direction and walked over to her bed. Crap. I thought. "Sooo...Whatcha doin'?" I said with a smile, walking over to her. She looked up at me and answered bluntly:
"Homework." And then she looked back down at the paper she was holding. I was still looking at the paper, when she sighed. "Can I help you with something?" She asked sadly. She looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
"Are you mad at me?" I asked hesitantly. She shook her head.
"No." She said quietly.
"Are you sure?" I asked. It's not that I didn't believe her, it's that it looked like she didn't believe herself.
"Christian I was never mad at you." She said, putting the paper down and going over to the closet. I followed her.
"Then what are you?" I asked, knowing she felt some kind of negative emotion. She stopped in her tracks, holding a plain black rucksack. She turned around and looked me dead in the eye.
"Hurt," She whispered, and walked past me. She put her phone, wallet, and a spare pair of shoes in the bag.
"Where are you going?" I asked. Worried that she was leaving.
"Out. I'll be back later." She walked out the room and I heard the bedroom door slam. I'm hurting her, but I don't want to. I have to find out where she's going. I looked out the window and aw her running down the street towards where her house was. No, she wouldn't, would she?! I questioned in my head. I grabbed my leather jacket and ran straight after her.
Skylar's POV
I was running to the cabin. I had planned to confront CC and talk to him, but I couldn't. I didn't want to be bitchy. I heard heavy footsteps in the distance behind me, so I picked up the pace. I really didn't want to talk to him right now. He can't know the real reason I'm upset. It's not because he didn't talk to me, it's because he kissed me, and then acted like he wanted nothing to do with me.I reached my house and paused for breath, I had just ran aboutn 4 miles, I needed a break. The sound of heavy panting and footsteps came closer and closer. I started to run again. I reached the cabin, and ran in, slamming the door behind me. I walked to the couch, and set my bag down. I looked towards a door at the othr side. Something was sat next to it. It looked like a piece of paper. I walked over to the paper and picked it up. It was a drawing, of me. It was amazing, it looked just like me but, even prettier. It was signed, Christian Mora Coma. I gasped as the door swung open, revealing a very out of breath CC.
"He...Hey." He said, panting. Then he saw the drawing in my hands. "Shit...Uhh...Sky...It's not uhh....I'm not a creepy stalker I just err...I mean-"I cut him off by giggling a bit.
"It's really good CC. But why does it have a heart next to it?" I asked, acknowledging the tiny heart next to my name at the top.
"I'll answer your question, after you answer mine." He said, straightening up and walking over to me. I nodded for him to continue. "Why are you hurt?" He asked.He really had no idea did he?! I laughed.
"I can't believe you haven't figured it out yet." I said, still laughing. He looked confused. "I love you dumbass. I want to be with you and when you kissed me, it was all I had wanted for so long, but then you just ignored me and acted like it never happened and you're confusing me. That's why i'm hurt Christian, cos you can't get it through your thick skull that I love you. I love everything about you and you treat me like I'm just some game you can pla-" I was cut off my CC smashing his lips to mine. I immediately kissed back, forgetting everything that I was saying. He pulled back, hands still intertwining in my hair, my hands resting on his chest.
"I love you too Skylar. I wasn't acting like it never happened, I didn't want to act like it never happened. I thought I had made a huge mistake and ruined everything because you're you and i'm me. That first night you stayed over and told me you thought you still loved Danny, the reason I stormed upstairs was because I wanted you to love me. I wanted you to pick me." He said, letting go of me and stepping back. I saw him trying not to cry. I ran up to him and hugged him as hard as I could. He immediately hugged back. Then I realized what I was doing... Getting attached.
"No" I said pulling back. "No I can't do this, no just no!" I screamed, then ran out of the cabin, bag in hand, along with the picture. And I just ran....
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Reunited: A Christian Coma love story
FanfictionSkylar is 17 years old, and lives with a father who barely acknowledges her existence, ever since her mother left he's beat her, and ignored her for 12 years. She has resorted to Self-harm. She has an abusive boyfriend, and is called an "emo" "slut"...