Behind Closed Doors

18: Failed Reconcile

"Are you sure you're ready to do this?" Ashton asks. He and Skyler are sitting in his vehicle in the parking lot of Trevor's house. Now that she's mostly made amends with her dad, they need to do the same for Trevor.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I don't want to hate him forever. I miss hanging out with him," Skyler admits.

"Alright, well, I'll be waiting out here when you're ready to go home," he tells them. Skyler nods, and steps out of the car while taking a deep breath. They have to tell themself they can do this. They can get through this.

Skye walks up to his door, and tentatively rings the doorbell. A few moments later, Trevor answers, looking shocked as he realizes who's in front of him.

"Skyler? What are you doing here?" he asks.

"We need to talk," they say, pushing their way inside.

"Skye, now's not really a good-"

Skyler stops short when they see a woman sitting on Trevor's couch. She's tall, lean, with dirty blonde hair and big brown eyes.

"Who are you?" Skyler demands.

"Me? Who are you?" the woman snaps back.

"I'm Trevor's daughter," Skyler says, glaring at the woman.

"Daughter? Trevor never said anything about a daughter, Or about a previous relationship," The woman says. Trevor comes clambering inside, sweat already visibly dripping down his forehead.

"Trev, what the fuck is this?" the woman demands.

"This is my biological kid, Bianca," Trevor admits. "Teen pregnancy."

The woman makes a face, looking Skyler up and down.

"And she lives here?"

"No, they don't live here, they just stopped by unexpectedly," Trevor says, sighing as he looks at Skyler.

"Who is this bitch?" Skyler asks, making both the woman and Trevor's jaw drop.

"Skyler, that's not nice," Trevor says, shooting Bianca an apologetic look.

"That's all you're going to say to her?" Bianca exclaims, scoffing.

"Bianca, they're autistic, they-"

"I don't want to hear a single thing about her not knowing any better! She's got to be at least sixteen, she shouldn't be acting like this!"

Skyler growls quietly, having to control herself to not pounce on the woman and pull her hair out of her head.

"Bianca, please. They're different than us-"

"I don't care! If this little shit is in your life, then this isn't going to work out. I thought we were being honest with each other?" Bianca asks, fuming.

"We are! But Skyler is none of your business," Trevor snaps.

"Are you still with the mother? You are, aren't you? Am I just your side piece?"

"I'm not with anyone," Trevor says.

"Not even me?" Bianca whines.

"You just said it's not going to work out, and clearly you're right. I don't want to be with a woman that treats kids this way. I want to start a family, and clearly you're not the one to do that with," Trevor says, starting to calm down.

"Fine! Don't even think about calling me back!" Bianca yells, storming out of the house. Skyler hadn't even noticed another vehicle in the driveway, so she must have parked on the side of the road somewhere. Once she's gone, Trevor turns to Skyler, heaving a sigh.