As soon as I entered my hotel room, realization hit that I was in New York and my father was here. A train from Manhattan to New York was not long, and I knew my way.
I immediately dialled his number and started packing my suitcase.
"Hey, Bug." My father answered the phone.
"Hey Dad, I'm coming over right now." I told him.
"What? I thought you were coming to see me this weekend." He said.
"Something happened. I'm coming now." I said, zipping up my suitcase.
"Okay, uh. . . I may have company, but you can come no problem." He informed me. I was too preoccupied about my sadness to grow curiosity so I just hung up and made my way out.
I exited through the backdoors. On my way, I heard the loud cheers from the game and began to cry again. Pulling my suitcase, I made my way to the train and cried silently until I reached my Dad's home. . . my old home.
The door was left opened and so I walked in and called him.
"Bug!" He hugged me tightly, kissing my left cheek.
Something was stuck in my throat; a big lump that didn't want to go away. My father's embrace was something I didn't know I needed so badly in that moment, and I silently wished he would never leg go.
A tall woman came from behind him and my father pulled away to face her. She had beautiful and soft features, with freckles peppered on her nose and cheeks. Her beautiful deep brown skin looked like gold.
My dad then faced me, seeming nervous and speechless.
"Bug, this is—this is my. . . I want to introduce you to," He stuttered, and the woman rolled her eyes and walked towards me.
"I'm Michelle." She simply said, "I hope this isn't weird but can I hug you?"
I nodded and she wrapped her arms around me. She felt warm and this was all I needed at that moment.
"What your dad is trying to say is that I am his girlfriend." She smiled.
I smiled widely, glad that my Dad had someone to keep him company while I was away. He was very much a lone wolf and worked super hard.
"Nice to meet you." I gave her a small smile.
"You hungry? I can make some food." Michelle asked me.
"No, I'm just very tired." I told her, starting to make my way upstairs.
"Okay get some sleep and we'll hang out some more tomorrow. I have my day off." My dad said and I nodded before going to my bedroom.
My old life was creeping up my memories as soon as I stepping in my room. The sketches all over the walls, the small bed in the corner, the blackness and sadness of it all. It pained me to be in this room because this life was something I felt was in my past. Being with Alexander made me forget all about how sad I was, and he made me laugh, smile, feel hopeful. I loved him as a friend, and I decided to ruin it all by kissing him.
Seeing my old bullies, the girls that made my life a living hell for three years of my life, the girls who hurt me emotionally and physically, completely destroyed me. I could not go back, I could not face them and Alexander, I wanted to run away and never see anyone again.
I plugged my phone in to let it charge and noticed seven missed calls from Alexander as well as a few texts from Elena. I blocked Alexander, ignored it all and went to bed.
* * *
I woke up to the smell of bacon coming from downstairs and took a shower before joining what I thought was only my dad, but saw Michelle here too.
She gave me a big smile and hug when she saw me.
"I heard your birthday is on Monday!"
"Ugh." I groaned, palming my face. "Yes it is."
"When it's my birthday, I like to celebrate all week." She laughed. "I thought I could make you a nice pre-birthday breakfast."
"That's so nice of you, thank you."
My dad came in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in his hand. "Good morning, Bug."
"Hi dad."
We made small talk and then sat down for breakfast. I was quiet the entire time, thinking about Alexander and wishing I could go back in time and never kiss him. The way he stared at me with no expression, completely startled, and didn't kiss me back, was going to be etched into my brain for a very long time.
"Did something happen?" My dad said, reeling me out of my dark thoughts.
"Yeah but I don't want to talk about it."
Luckily, we didn't talk about any of it for the rest of the the day and that went on for the next two days. It was now Sunday and I continued to ignore all of Alex's calls and text messages telling me to call him back, as well as calls from Elena. I had only messaged the coach to lie to her that I went to visit my father because of a medical emergency.
It was now Sunday, the day before my birthday and I was shopping at the mall with Michelle. She was so much like my mother, but so different. I loved her for my dad.
We sat at the food court about to leave after drinking Frappuccinos.
"So whatever's been bothering you this weekend, it won't go away until you tackle it." She said to me.
I huffed and felt my heart being heavier than usual. I had almost forgotten all about it for a minute and now everything was coming back up again. I knew I had to face everyone soon enough and so I did. As soon as I got back home, I packed my bag once again to leave the next day.
The phone then started to ring and I picked up when I realized it was Elena.
"Hello! Oh my Gosh, Sky, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Elena, I'm so sorry." I said to her.
"Coach told me you left because of an emergency with your dad?"
"I lied. . . Um. . . I kissed Alexander."
"You what?!" She shouted.
"I don't know why I did it but I kissed him and I freaked out. I don't want to talk about it."
"Girl. . ." She yelped, clearly wanting to ask more questions but didn't push it any further. "Do you think you're coming back soon?"
"Yeah I'm coming back tomorrow. Do you know who's the basketball team we're up against?" I asked her, sitting down on my bed.
"Yeah it's a team from New York. They've been kicking our asses as the cheer team is full of a bunch of bitches." She said and I huffed.
Maybe facing them finally for the first time in like a year would be best. They couldn't make my life a living hell anymore because I was so far away from them. I was not weak anymore, I was strong, and I could face anyone I wanted.
His voice was all I heard as soon as I entered the hotel. He was standing there in the lobby with Justin, laying on his back and throwing his basketball up in the air.
Justin's eyes met me first and he said something to Alexander that made him quickly stand up and look at me.
My previous thoughts disappeared and I ran away as fast as I could without looking back and into the elevator.
"Skyler!" He shouted at me from behind me.
The elevator doors closed before he could get inside, but his face as they closed shut was enough to sadden me in ways I had never felt before.
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Teen Fiction"Take your clothes off." Alexander instructed. "W-What?" "Take. Your. Clothes. Off." I looked up at his green-blue eyes, absolutely startled by his words. It was so direct and stern, but created a pool in between my legs. Even if he had wounded m...
