The Moon 2 // bradley simpson

two

<> Skylar's P.O.V <>

"Mum! I don't give a shit if you have work you need to visit Lucie!" I stomp around the kitchen, cleaning it up from last night when Carter and Piper came over for dinner.

"Excuse me you have no right to be speaking to be like that young lady!" My Mum scolds, frantically packing up her things for work.

"I'm 22 years old I am not a young lady anymore Mum!" I shout and she stops rushing around, staring at me.

"You haven't visited Lucie in days!" I wave my arms around in the air to emphasise my point.

"I need to go to work Skylar otherwise Lucie will not have much longer left!" She says and I glare at her.

"Oh my god! You need to understand that she will be able to make it out Mum she will make it with or without the heaps of money that you have saved up in your bank account. But if she doesn't, do you really want her to leave with you hardly have even talked to her for the last few weeks!" I growl the last bit and she purses her lips, standing up straighter.

"You know what. Ever since you came here I have not liked your attitude. You've been snappy, rude and stressed this whole time and you're bringing everyone's moods down! You might as well go back to England!" She snaps and my heart drops. Look at what all of this has done to us. We're all falling apart without any control over it.

"Look Mum. I made the choice to come here and her you and Lucie. I left my best friends, the love of my life and most of my job to come here and help. If I didn't come here in the first place I doubt Lucie would even be alive and you have the fucking heart to tell me that I should go back to England! I don't know about you but I'm going to stay here and make sure that my sister and you're daughter lives at least a little longer!" I am nearly crying by the end of my rant.

"I'm going to work now and when I get home we will talk about this attitude." She says sternly, whipping around and opening the door that leads into the garage.

"I'm not 12 Mum you're going to have to deal with the fact that I've grown up sooner or later!" I shout after her. She slams the door behind her and I hear the garage door open as the engine revs up.

I groan, pacing around the room and tugging at my hair. I am ready to burst into tears when I hear a knock at the front door. I let out a louder groan, stomping to the door and biting back the tears.

I don't think it will be much longer that I can live like this.

I grab the doorhandle, clenching it hard between my fingers. I twist it, opening the door wide while looking down at my feet. Just smile and pretend you're happy and okay.

I look up at whoever is at the door with a smile but it instantly fades when my eyes meet their chocolate brown ones. I feel my eyes well up with tears and I let out a loud sob, holding my chest. This is all just so much right now and this is exactly what I didn't need.

"Oh my god..." He gasps and I let out another sob at the sound of his voice. I feel his hand touch my arm and I shake him off, easing down my crying a little bit.

He stands there as I calm down from my sudden outburst.

"Bradley I don't think you should be here." I tell him, my voice a little shaky from the nerves. I wipe my sweaty palms on my shorts and he frowns, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking down at the ground.

"Can I please come in?" He asks me, his voice evidently nervous and quiet. I open my mouth to reject him but he interrupts.

"Please?" He asks, looking up at me and tired eyes and I feel a little pity.