You Can Trust Me.

Chapter 15- First Fight

~Sky's P.O.V~

The second I got home, I slammed my door shut and sat on the couch. I buried me face in my hands and cried silently.

God, I hate crying. Makes me feel like a wuss. I'm a man, not a little girl. But I can't help it some times, ya' know? Everything that's happening with Erica really does hurt me. Why can't we just get back together? What did I do wrong? What, am I just not good enough anymore? I don't understand. All I ever did was love her unconditionally, but she ended it.

Good thing Collin isn't here right now. I hate when people see me cry. Especially another guy. He's off in detention. But wait... where's Allison? Right when that question popped into my head, I heard a small sniffle, followed by a very quiet, "Sky?" in a shaky voice.

I turned around to see Allison at the door of her temporary room, looking at me with her face wet with tears. Why was she crying?

"Uh, hey." I said sheepishly, standing up and quickly wiping tears off my face.

"Why are you crying?" she asked me quietly.

"Um... it doesn't matter. Don't worry about me." I waved it away. Why are you crying?"

"Nothing, uh, where's Collin?" she changed the subject.

"Detention for a week. What's wrong?" I asked, very curious as to why she's crying.

"Look, I'd much rather talk to Collin about this, okay? Please leave me alone." she stated quickly, about to go back in the room.

"Wait! We don't have to talk about it. Maybe I can just make you feel better. Or, try, at least."

She stopped, and looked at me for a brief moment. She bit the inside of her cheek, and looked like she was deciding something.

"Please let me try to help." I said again, hoping she'll agree.

"Fine." she sighed, then made her way to the couch to sit. I sat with her, and couldn't help but notice she was wearing one of my shirts...

"Nice shirt." I smirked.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, I was looking if Collin had one and I couldn't find any so I saw this one and just kinda went for it. I can change, if you'd like." she suggested.

"No, no, it's fine. You look cute in it." I complimented her.

"Thanks." she smiled awkwardly.

"So, you still feel sad?" I asked.

"Yes." she looked at me like I was stupid.

"Okay... you want to know what I do sometimes when I'm sad?"

"Sure." she answered, still crying a bit.

"I think of good memories. That always makes me feel better."

"I don't know if you've noticed, Sky, but my life pretty much sucks. So I don't have many good memories." she wiped a tear away.

"Maybe you just need some help remembering. Think about... the first time you and Collin kissed."

I saw her show a small smile, indenting her dimples, and she bit her lip a bit.

"Feel better?"

"Not much, but a little bit better." she admitted.

"Okay... now think about your childhood. Any good memories from there?"

"Uh, yeah, actually." she smiled widely.

"Care to share?"

"Sure." she smiled, preparing a long story.

She talked about Halloween with her family when she was younger. The look on her face has true happiness written all over it. She was so happy about telling me this, as if she hadn't told this to anyone before. She went on about her younger brother pranking her, and how she was horrible at pranks. It was a very funny story, too. Once she finished we were laughing for quite some time.