A Game to You

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EDDIE'S POV CONTINUING FROM CHAP 15:

I tossed and turned for a bit before it was all too much, I got up and walked into the living room, laying down on the couch.

   I stared at the ceiling not being able to sleep, all I could think about was how it was all just a lie.

I got up and threw a shirt and a pair of sweatpants on, grabbed my keys off the ground and walked out to my van. I started it then drove away, fast.

I ended up at a familiar house.

Skyes.

I sat there for a second. Trying to decide wether or not I wanted to go in. I was beyond pissed at her but I didn't want to sleep without her.

I decided against it, as much as I wanted to be with her, I couldn't bare to see her face.

I drove off and parked in another driveway. I didn't realize that I had been crying this whole time. I quickly wiped the tears off of my face then walked up to the door. Knocking lightly, it was the middle of the night, I didn't want to wake anyone.

Dustin opened the door, "Eddie?" he questioned, rubbing his eyes. "Could I- would you mind if I stayed here for a bit," I asked. He nodded, letting me in. He walked me to his room and I sat on his bed, he sat in a chair.

"So what's up," he asked. "Skye," I said. "What the hell happened," he said, pointing out the fact that my knuckle was red and swollen. "I didn't do anything to her," I scoffed at his idea that I would even hurt her. "So what happened," he asked again.

"Man, I don't even know. We went to a party and I went to get us drinks and Jason walked up to me, talking shit. He said that Skye was just using me to make him mad and that she kissed him," I said. "That doesn't sound like something she would do," he replied, looking confused. "She admitted to it, Dustin," I said looking down. "Well she admitted to kissing him, I didn't bring up the using me thing," I continued. "Shit," he exhaled. "Yeah, shit," I said back to him.

"Yeah, you can stay here. But why? I mean I don't mind but why can't you stay at your house," he asked. "Everything remind me of her. She's everywhere. I can't sleep." I said. He nodded and walked me to the living room, grabbing me a pillow and a blanket to sleep with. "Thank you," I said. "Mhm," he walked back to his room.

I laid down, trying to sleep but I still couldn't. Eventually I did, but I woke up like every hour.

TIME JUMP TO SUNDAY NIGHT:

I decided that I should probably go home. I walked into Dustin's room. "Alright, I'm gunna try to stay at the trailer tonight. Thank you so much for letting me stay here. Tell your mom I said thanks for having me." I said patting his back as he worked on stuff at his desk. "Anytime, Eddie," he said before walking me out. It was dark out when I left.

I got to the trailer and ran inside to lay on my floor. Purposely not laying on the bed. Almost instantly I fell asleep, I've been getting no sleep on Dustins couch between not having Skye and how fucking uncomfortable his couch was.

I woke up around 2:45, randomly. I figured I could practice a new song I had been working on. It was about Skye but nobody had to know who it was about. I felt myself tear up a bit as I started playing it, thinking about Skye and how much I love her.

I sat on the edge of my bed, playing guitar. I was practicing for maybe 30 minutes when I saw car lights flashing through my window. I ignored them think maybe it was just someone pulling into the trailer park. But it didn't move, the lights continued to blind me through the window.

"What the fuck," I said quietly, setting my guitar down and walking up to the window. I noticed Steve and immediately noticed Skye sitting in his passenger seat.

I couldn't look away from her, this was the first time in two days that I had seen her. I could tell that she had been crying, I wanted to be there for her. She would never know how much I wanted to run out there, hug her, kiss her, tell her that everything was okay. But, I knew that wasn't a good decision, she crossed me. I didn't know how long it would take me to fully forgive her but I didn't want to see her again until I could. It would be to hard on both of us with me still holding on to that.

I looked at her for a few more seconds before shutting the blinds.

I sat back down on my bed. Instantly deciding I couldn't sleep on that so I moved to the floor. I tried to fall asleep but I ended up just staring at the wall for the rest of the night, thinking about Skye.

Hours later I saw the light slightly shine through the closed blinds. I got up and started getting ready for school.

When I got to school I didn't talk to anyone, and my anyone I mean the hellfire boys.

Classes were boring and long, I decided just to leave an hour early. I sat around the house doing random shit when the phone rand. "Hello," I asked. "Eddie!" a voice yelled. "Yeah?" I questioned. "Sorry, it's Dustin," he said. "Yeah I got that, what's up," I said, sounding more eager this time. "Skye just came by the house," he said. "Okay," I said, more as a question. "She wants to talk to you, she feels absolutely terrible. I really think you should reconsider," he said. "I don't know, it's not what's good for her. I wouldn't be able to make the relationship good anymore," I said. "Just think about it?" he asked. "Yeah, Henderson, I'll think about it," we hung up. I walked back into my room, picking up a joint. I lit it and sat on the floor, leaning against the bed.

I smoked the whole joint and got up to walk around my room. I kept walking until something stopped me, I walked over to my mirror to see two taped polaroids.

The pictures from the other night.

God I fucking miss her so much.

I sat back down on the floor, contemplating. I had to see her, I had to talk to her. Even if it isn't me forgiving her, I want to know what happened, why she did it.

I left around 6 and drove to her house. When I got there her car was gone, I decided to still try to I went to the door and knocked. I waited a few minutes before driving to Dustins house.

I nocked on the door and as soon as he opened it, I ran inside to his room. I sat on the bed, "I decided to talk to Skye, but when I got to her house she wasn't there," I caught my breath waiting for him to reply. "She was just here, like left maybe two minutes ago," I sighed. "Maybe that's my sign not to talk to her yet. We barely missed each other, maybe that's how it's supposed to be," he sat down in the chair. "I don't know, maybe," he said.

We talked for maybe 15 minutes before his phone rang, "Hello," he picked up the phone. "Oh, I'm sorry I can't make it," he said. "Um he's here," he replied to the person, looking at me. "Don't tell her he's here Steve, I don't want it to ruin everyones night," he paused. "I'm serious Steve, I am not kidding," he said before listening to the persons response then hanging up.

"Who was that," I asked. "Steve, they're all having a feel better sleepover for Skye," I laid back on his bed and sighed. "Why would her seeing me ruin everyones night," I asked him. "It's nothing like that. Everyone enjoys feel better sleepovers, we have them every time someone feels bad and it's one of the only times we all get to hang out together," he said back to me. I nodded.

Dustin and I talked about weird shit, like usual when I decided I knew where I needed to go. I told Dustin my plan and left.

I drove up to a very familiar path, praying that when I made it up the path she would be there. I pushed my way through some bushes and just stood there.

I saw her.

"Eddie," she asked.