Lovestruck (EDITING)

54: The Talk

It's a friday night. A friday night I should be spending with friends, partying and making mistakes. A friday night I should be spending being a normal teenager. It's also a friday night I'm spending alone in my bedroom binge watching teen dramas on Netflix.

My life has been all over the place these last few weeks. I've had friends and I've had enemies. I've had crushes and I've had heartbreaks. I've had an actual fight. I've had sex. I've had adventures and misadventures. I had Jayden. And now I have nothing. I'm back to square one... minus a few friends. Maybe I'm better off this way. This way, no one will be hurt. If I just stay away from everyone, I can stay safe. I've dug myself into a hole and I have no one else to blame but myself.

"Skye?" My mom knocks on my open door and I shut my laptop as she sticks her head in. "Sweetie, are you alright?"

"Yep." I answer, rolling onto my side to face her. "Yeah, I'm fine, Mom."

My room is dark, lit only by the string of fairy lights slung across my headboard. I can see why my mom would think something is wrong. It's kind of depressing, really.

"I guess since you're not grounded anymore, I expected..."

"You expected me to actually leave the house? Nope. No, I'm just fine staying in tonight." I shift uncomfortably as she comes to sit on the edge of my bed. Why does she have to make a big deal out of this?

"What's Shana doing tonight?"

"I don't know." I spit, a little too harshly.

"You two... You had a fight?"

"We're just two very different people, okay Mom?" I roll over onto my other side. "Please close the door."

"But you two are best friends. You always have been. It's your differences that make you two so amazing." Ugh. Here we go.

"Mom. Please just close the door." I whine against my pillow.

"Don't be stupid, Skye. Don't hold grudges. Or you'll find yourself with no one left to be there for you." And she doesn't know how right she is.

I reach over and flick the switch to turn off my lights as soon as the door is closed, and find myself drifting to sleep soon afterwards.

***

My weekend goes by too quickly as I watch an unhealthy amount of Netflix, only properly leaving my room for meals. I realise on monday morning as I stare at my tired face in the mirror that this is no way to get by. I can't avoid these people forever. It's not like I can change schools or anything. That would be a whole other nightmare. So I pull on my black jeans and a grey cropped tee and pull my hair into a messy top knot. I look like the old me. And I've missed her.

My phone buzzes against the counter as I apply my makeup. I stick to pretty plain makeup, with my usual winged eyeliner and a tiny bit of blush to fake perfect health after my super indoorsy weekend. I glance down at my phone screen and frown in confusion when I read Dani's name on my screen.