𝐌𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠✔

Mistake

{Skylar}

It has been a week since i moved in at Chloe's house and everyone is super welcoming. I'm sleeping in the quest room and i have my own furniture.

The cops are still looking for my dad. They think he's in fucking Canada. I have no clue how he came all the way there, the only thing i know is that it's all just too fucked up.

"Hey Skylar. Would you like a blueberry pancake?" Amelia, Chloe's youngest stister asks me. "I would love that. Thank you." As i said; there all very welcoming.

"Hey sweetie, how did you sleep?" Chloe's mom Esther asks. "Amazing." I give her a smile. "Fuck!" I hear Chloe yell from up the stairs. I try not to laugh but fail. "Chloe Wilson language!" Esther yelles back while rolling her eyes.

Today i need to go back home to pick up some more clothes. The only clothes i have are the one's Chloe picked out for me the day i went to the hospital.

"Here you go sweetie." Esther gives me a plate with pancakes. "Thanks." I give her a hug. I can't thank her enough for letting me stay in her house.

While i'm walking towards the front door of my house i see Nate standing outside of Natasha's house. "Well good to see your still alive." I say sarcastically. Since the party Nate has disappeared from the earth or something.

"What happened?" He asks while pointing at the yellow warning ribbons around my house. "Dad happened." There was no reason for lying to him because he would know i would be lying.

"What has happened to you?" I ask. He looks down at his feet when i ask him. "What do you mean?" What i mean? I'm sorry. He was the first person i called when i woke up in the hospital i even left a voicemail for fuck sake. It has been a week. One fucking week and he didn't call or text me back.

"Are you serious? I was in the hospital Nate. I left you fucking voicemail message's. I needed someone to talk to. I thought you would be there for me." I lift uo my arms in confusion.

"Look Skylar just because we had a moment in the bathroom doesn't mean we're friends or something like that. Getting to know you was a mistake okay?" What the fuck? I was used to fuck guys and then leave them but i genuinely thought Nate was a friend.

"A mistake? Are you fucking kidding me?" I couldn't believe this guy. I know that what happened at the party was a mistake but how could he say that meeting me was a mistake?

"Yeah." He looks at his stupid as feer again. Fuck this i'm better without him. Without saying any more i walk inside of my horror house.

I walk upstairs into my room. I take my suitcase from underneath my bed and putt all of my clothes into it. When i come outside Nate's gone.

Thank god.

[Nate]

What the fuck was i thinking? Why did i say meeting her was a mistake? And why the fuck didn't i call her back the night she was in the hospital? I let her down at the moment she needed me the most and i will never forgive myself for that.

I sniff the line of cocaïne and immediately feel better. I know drugs isn't the solution but it makes me feel less guilty.

Why the fuck was i even feeling guilty? I break girls hearts all the time without caring about it and i tell Skyler fucking Collins i don't wanna be friends and the only way i won't feel guilty about it is using is drugs.

I swear to god she's some sort of witch. A hot one though. She's a hot witch.

What the fuck is happening to my? Why do i care about her?

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