Stressed

Chapter 12 : Heartbreak

Chapter 12

Riker POV

I held the door open for Skye when I got back to the beach house. But she wasn't behind me.

Crap...

I ran upstairs, changed into dry clothes, and ran back downstairs. I ran out the door, and back the way I came from town.

But I couldn't find Skye.

I suddenly remembered I had this thing called a cell phone.

"Idiot," I mumbled to myself.

I called Skye's number, but it just kept ringing, and eventually went to voice mail. I tried multiple times, getting the same result each time.

"Ugh!" I groaned.

I was starting to get a headache. I'd been stressed for months, and this 1 day has topped all those months that were filled with panic attacks and nightmares. This was the most stressful day of my entire life.

First, I make a fool out of myself. Then I say nasty things to someone I love, and lose my girlfriend in an unfamiliar state.

Fantastic job, Riker!

I sat down on the edge of the road, not knowing what to do. I could go home and wait to see if she comes back. And if she doesn't, I could tell my parents when they get back. Or I could keep looking for her. I could call my parents now, or later. So many options...

I chose look for Skye, and call my parents later. It was probably a dumb decision, but I'd rather not tell my mom about how I treated Skye. I'd get in trouble for sure!

I walked back to the ice cream place. There were still some drips of chocolate ice cream on the ground where we were earlier.

I walked around the town a little bit, trying to think of where Skye would go. She's a smart girl, and I doubt she'd put herself in a dangerous situation, although, running away is kind of dangerous.

Later...

Riker POV

I was literally about to break down into tears. I'd spent hours, walking around the town, finding no sign of Skye anywhere. The sun was starting to go down. My parents had called me, saying they were going out to dinner, and wouldn't be back until later, so I knew they weren't home yet. I didn't tell them about Skye. I wanted to, but I couldn't get the words out.

I dragged my feet all the way back to the beach house.

Skye POV

Riker walked inside, saw me sitting at the kitchen counter, and ran over. He had his arms around me so tight, I could barely breathe.

"Riker, get off!"

"Where were you!? Why didn't you answer my calls!? Skye, I was so worried I'd lost you!"

Riker was crying. I could tell how worried he'd been. But he deserved to be worried. His words hurt! That's not to say that my words, teasing him earlier didn't annoy him, but his were downright hurtful and mean!

I struggled against Riker, trying to get out of his grip.

"Riker, would you get off of me!?"

I finally pulled myself away from him.

"Skye look, I'm sorry."

"Save it. I don't want to hear it."

I ran upstairs, and locked myself in mine and Rydel's room. Riker pounded on the door, trying to get it open.

"Skye, please! I'm so sorry! I know what I said was awful, and I regret saying it! If I could, I'd go back in time and change the past! Please let me in! I just want to talk!"

I wasn't budging. He can bang on that door until his knuckles bleed. I'm not opening it.

"Skye, please!"

That was his 'I'm about to cry' voice. But I wasn't going to give in that easily.

Riker POV

I slid down to the floor, covering my face with my hands.

I messed up. Really bad. I even hate me.

I can't do anything right. I can't have a girlfriend, I can't go in the ocean, I can't ride on a plane, I can't eat dinner over the ocean, I can't freaking do anything anymore!

Realization started to hit. I think I just lost my girlfriend...

And I started having a panic attack.

I pulled my knees to my chest, barely able to breathe. It felt like the room was spinning, and wouldn't slow down.

"S-Skye! H-he-elp m-me-ee!" I screamed.

Her door flew open, and Skye was by my side. She pulled me into her arms, and brushed my bangs out of my eyes.

"Riker. Shhh... Come on. Stop crying, ok?"

I had my arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

"I-I n-need you-ou!" I screamed.

"Riker, calm down. I'm here, ok. Just like I said I'd always be. Even if I'm mad."

I let out some more sobs while Skye ran her fingers down my back, giving me chills.

"Riker, please calm down. You're making me really worried.

"G-good! H-how do you think I-I f-felt about you!?"

Skye sighed, pulling me closer.

"Riker, I'm sorry."

"So am I! But you won't forgive me! If we're both sorry, why can't we move on!?" I shouted, shaking slightly.

The whole house was instantly silent, except for my heavy breathing from crying a lot. Our eyes stayed locked.

I sat up a little straighter. Within a second, we'd both moved towards each other, and our lips crashed together.