Starting Over

Chapter 8: March 6th 

Syracuse beat UNC last Monday. 72-70 I haven't seen the guys to have been able to rub it in their face but I will soon.

They've been busy since they got back apparently Duke is the game of the season. And they're in March Madness.

My brothers are in March Madness too. So I've been lonely. My brothers usually call me everyday but since March approached they call me like once a week now.

I understand though.

Today is March 6th.

Skylar would be twenty.

It's her birthday.

For awhile I was being distracted. Skylar wasn't haunting my everyday thoughts. I've cried six times today.
It's my fault she couldn't live to see twenty.

Normally on today I have my family.

They haven't called.

I mean it's not like my dad would. He hates to see me cry Lawson aren't suppose to cry.

My mom though so normally would've called now. When I looked on Instagram to see what she posted she's sipping Mimosas with the basketball wives. Not caring about her daughter.

Is it because I'm not complaining. I'm not calling her and saying how much I miss Skylar. Is that why? Is that why nobody seems to care? I wish they cared. Or at least should that they cared.

My phone starts ringing bringing my out of my thoughts.

I thought it would be my mom, dad or brothers but it's not.

It's Jake.

"Jake?"

"Taylor, hey." There it is. His voice. The voice I was once in love with.

Key words: was

We sit in silence for a few moments.

"How are you?" He finally ask

"Don't be stupid. How am I? Seriously. You call me today of all days to ask me how I am?"

"You're right. That was stupid. We just haven't talked in forever and I didn't know what to say. Don't think I don't know what today is because I do. I heard you transferred."

"Yeah, I did."

"Where to?"

You want to know where I'm at so you and everyone else who hates me there can convince the students here to harass me. No. I'm not saying. Don't try to call my mom either. She knows not to tell."

"That's not what for. I just want to make small talk."

"Today of all days isn't a great day to make small talk. Especially after what happened this time last year."

"Is that why you wouldn't take me back? Because you're still holding a grudge."

"You think I'm holding a grudge. I'm not. I'm sorry I don't take back cheaters. Especially ones who cheat on me with my best friend. And take advantage of her without her knowing. So as much as I tell my new friends that I'm giving up cussing, Fuck you! Go to hell." I say and then hang up.

"What did I just walk in on?" Nicole says as I power off my phone.

"Baggage. Lots of issues." I say as I wipe my tears before she sees them.

"Wanna talk about it?"

"I can't. I can't talk about it. I'm sorry."

"I understand. Just know me and Loren are always here, if you want to talk."