Last nights fight was still lingering. Tyler and I haven't even crossed paths for a week. Michael isn't fired anymore, originally I thought he was but when I went to therapy he was driving me, so I was excited.
Currently I was on the way to therapy
"Again sorry Michael for getting you in trouble, it won't happen again" I said
"Skylar it isn't your fault, I know the rules when it comes to you and I should have told him" he replied
"Sorry" I mumbled
"It's okay" he replied
I got to the therapy appointment and went upstairs. Dr. Genevieve called me in
"Have you and Tyler talked yet?" She asked
"Nope, I haven't even seen him since we fought" I replied
"He's very hard to reach. I wanted to do family therapy but he hasn't called me back" she said
"I expected that" I replied
We talked for the amount of time we had then I headed home
"Thanks Dr. Genevieve" I said
"I'll see you next time, and I'll call Tyler again" she replied
"There's no point, he won't answer" I said
"I'll keep trying" she replied
I headed to the car and Michael was waiting for me
Michael dropped me home and I went upstairs. I was bored so I grabbed my skateboard and went in the backyard. Once I stepped outside I realized it is way too hot to skateboard and I would clearly burn to death.
I looked at the pool, god I wish I could swim. I dipped my foot it and it was amazing. I would love to swim in it.
I go upstairs and look up tutorials how to swim. I watched couple videos and I realized what I need to do and I should stay in the shallow end.
I grabbed some clothes since I didn't own a swimsuit. I wore some shorts and one of my sports bra. I looked at myself in the mirror, picking at it.
You could see my scars and ribs, it was only scars and ribs.
Maybe it's good I don't know how to swim, it's better because no one has to see anything. I grabbed a random shirt and put it over which covered my stomach. I grabbed a towel and went downstairs. I put my stuff down and I slowly stepped into the pool through the steps. I slowly got to the end of the steps where it was 3 1/2 feet. I was 5'2, I don't know if I'll grow more.
I went underwater and got completely wet. I remember from the video I should practice on starfish. I laid on my back, arms and legs out making sure my head is above the water. I struggled at first but slowly got it. Once I got the hang of it, I tried other things. I started treading water and if anything were to happen I could tread water.
Treading water was a lot harder than I thought. After getting tired I stopped and relaxed for a bit. Lastly I was gonna swim around, doing actual laps but still in the shallow end
I did the ice cream scoop method and the only hard part was breathing, I always came up and stopped swimming which was hard.
I ended up getting tired and hungry but I was happy I was able to tread water and back float, it's a small accomplishment but it was an accomplishment.
I grabbed my towel, drying myself and putting on my slipper before going inside
"Miss Skylar why are you all wet? Are you okay?" Anders asked worriedly
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The estranged family
Teen FictionSkylar, a 15 year old girl who lives with her mother and step father. She gets horrible news about her mother's health and is now living with her step father alone. The step father is involved with some sketchy business she doesn't know about until...