In The Darkest Nights: 8

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SKYLAR'S POV:

Why does every time I love something or someone, it just turns out bad in the end? And why am I wasting my time thinking about this shit? I just want to stay here holding Billie tightly in my arms- it seems like when I'm in my depressed moments, he always makes it better- even if it involves crying...

Billie is just in my arms crying, his arms are holding me tight-- like he's scared something was going to happen right then and there... sad right? It is, but the sadness thing for me was the day I found out that my parents were gone...

*FLASHBACK A FEW YEARS AGO*

I sit on my bed in tears, my parents slammed my door-- angry that their daughter has attitude problems with others.

"I hate them..." I say under my breath, no regrets filled my mind, the sound of an engine starts and I realize that my parents are driving out of the lot. "Good" I say angrily, "I don't need them".

Now, I was a small kid at this time, I didn't know what the hell I was saying. But what I did know, is that I never wished for more time with them than I should've...


Hours pasted by so fast, without any haze to be exact, still in anger at my parents, I simply draw on my arm in permanent markers-- skulls and explicits. The knob on my door turns and I quickly roll my sleeve down, my aunt walks in.
"Hi auntie Ellie, what are you doing here? Mom and dad always leave me by myself, I'm fine." Auntie looks down, trying to hold back tears.
"Sky... mom and dad... they were... they were in a car accident and, they didn't make it" "What?" I simply say, "You're joking, right auntie? Please" "I'm sorry honey..." she quietly says, standing up, I can hear her say to herself, "I lost my sister. My sister"

I sit back in my bed, I couldn't believe what I heard.
My parents... dead... it's my fault... it's my fault...

The worst day of my life... hence my question on why every time I
love someone or something, it goes bad...

After that day, I did a ton of shit that lasted years until I met Billie... my darkest nights that controlled my life finally disappeared as my path became more clearer on where I stand-- where I stand in this world... it sounds cliche, but It's faith that me and Billie found each other...

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