Coincidence - Tobuscus Fan Fiction

Chapter 8 - Where Did All My Friends Go?

Chapter 8 - Where Did All My Friends Go?

"I don't want to talk to you." I mutter, starting back in the direction of my house. I could wait for Toby outside on the path.

"Just hear me out, Skye, I'm sorry." He exhales. "Carly doesn't mean anything to me." I cut him off before he can even start to explain.

"And that's why you slept with her because she doesn't mean anything." I spit down the phone, hatred seeping through, maybe he will get the fucking hint.

"You know that's not what I meant. Look, okay. I love you and the Carly thing was a huge mistake, I was drunk. Please just come back to me." He says, more demanding then asking or pleading. He doesn't mean it, I just know.

"Oh fine then, next time I'm at a party I will just go sleep with the first guy I see shall I? and it'll be okay because I was drunk. Fuck you, Cade. You could have at least tried with a decent freaking excuse." I shout down the phone and in doing so getting a few odd stares from passers by.

"Skye, you don't mean that." He states as if that is nothing but pure truth.

"And pigs can fly." I answer. "Look just leave me alone, I don't want a thing to do with you or any of your so called friends." I sit on the curb by my house, I really wish Toby would just arrive.

"Skye, I miss you. Please just give me one more chance. I will be a better person, Just... Please?." Now Cade is begging? This is wrong, he is an obnoxious douche bag, well that's the only side he has let me see. Not a caring person or lover, that is not what Cade is.

"No. Stop calling me, delete my number and email and everything. I don't want you, you fucked up, accept that." I say, feeling like I am repeating myself just with different words.

"I need you." He laments, gasping between each breath. He is not crying, I really hope not. But he is.

"If you really did you wouldn't have done what you did with Carly and I am sorry you have brought yourself so much pain. I honestly am." I say, tears ever so slightly pricking my eyes. I don't need to cry, I have done absolutely nothing wrong.

"Skye, I love you." He says, shudders obvious in his voice.

"You have already said that and I don't believe it. I think its bad to replicate yourself, you slowly become boring and predictable."

"I'm not open to suggestion and I'm not open to opinion. If were open to your questions. I would fall so far, so hard." He quotes my favorite song, really sobbing now. Damn him, Like that's gonna get to me. It has it's effects.

"Cade, saying that isn't gonna make me leap into your freaking arms." I say. He doesn't ever think. "Nice attempt I must say. Maybe that'll work when you find a girl who is PMS-ing twenty four seven. Then maybe your bullshit will work."

Toby pulls up and gets out the car and walks around to the sidewalk, I give him a half hearted smile. He leans on his car and waits patiently. He is great.

"You are a sad excuse of a man." I say. "But right now I have to talk to Toby and go to the hospital. So would you care to pipe the fuck down. Goodbye Cade." I rant on and hang up just as I hear the beginning of 'Who is T...' Funny how he wasn't concerned at all about the hospital.

I look at Toby, looking like he isn't sure to smirk or be less than childish. He starts walking towards me so I get up.

"Sorry you had to hear that." I apologise.