"Stella, come on. You need to get out of this house. Your mom is starting to worry. I am too. This isn't healthy for you. We all get it Justin is a dick for what he did to you. But you have to move on, don't stress about it anymore. He's gone and you need to get out of this house." My bestfriend Skylar sighed sitting on my bed. I had my back to her I wasn't moving anytime soon.
Justin was my ex boyfriend. He ditched me for his "bestfriend" Ashley Watts. Ashley is captain of the cheer team and boy did I hate her. I found Juatin and Ashley in the bed of my truck that I shared with Justin throughout school. Skylar found Ashley the next day and beat the crap out of her. Luckily the principal told Skylar and I that he has a better college for us to go to.
"Skye, I can't go to the party..." I sighed. My wound was still fresh in my heart and I couldn't dare to move. Skye got under the covers with me and held my head on her small chest as I cried. Skylar knew the feeling and she hoped I'd never go through it.
*Two Hours Later*
I finally got out of bed. Skylar was sitting on my couch downstairs she had convinced me to go tonight. I walked down my stairs in black ripped skinny jeans with my Misfits t-shirt and my black hoodie as an accent to my look.
"Ready Skye?" I asked. She smiled at me and nodded.
