Inseparable

Chapter 15

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Sky's POV.

"Excuse me?" I gape. My mouth is probably wide open along with my eyes, about to burst into flames.

"Let's get out of here," He says again, carrying on with every single word.

"Angel, you can't just expect me to give in and actually leave here with you. I don't even think I'm ready." I raise my hand up to the front of my hair and gently tug on it.

"I'm sorry, I was just in the moment." He states. I don't say anything, I just nod. I don't feel like dancing anymore. He already killed the mood for me and right now, I just feel like going home. I check the time on my phone and it is almost ten. I should probably get going.

"I think I'm gonna head home." I tell Angel and he looks at me, not even saying a word until he speaks after a moment of silence between us.

"I can walk you back home?" He offers and I shake my head.

"No, it's fine. You can stay if you want, I'm just really tired." I try my best not to sound pathetic, but my voice betrays me.

"Sky, I hope I didn't kill your mood or anything. I'm sorry," He says again.

"Angel, there's nothing for you to say sorry about. I'm sure for what you said, you probably didn't mean to say it but, it's okay. I'm just trying to tell you that I'm not ready and I think we need to observe our relationship more." I tell him, honestly.

He just nods and I pick my heart up off the sand and walk away. I hear Anna call my name but I continue walking until I finally reach the sidewalk, just a few houses down from my house. When I arrive home, I don't see my father or Becky in sight. I walk up the stairs and make it into my bedroom. I look over my balcony and noticed that everyone was still down there, enjoying their night. I can't see who, but I have a small feeling that I hope Angel went home already. God knows what else he is doing or what his intentions are. If he did manage to make his move on other girls, I don't think I could handle it again like the last.

In all honesty, I would love having him be my first but I want to take things slow with him. I don't want myself to be reflected as the "easy girl" or something. All we did was made out and that's as far as I want to go with him. I want to take things slow.

My phone vibrates on my bed dresser when I walk out of my closet after changing into my pajamas. I retrieve it when it continues to buzz. I begin to think if it was Angel but it isn't. I don't know who it is. The screen shows me a phone number on the top of the screen but I pick it up anyway.

"Hello?"

"Skylar?" A familiar women's voice says through the line.

"Betty? How did you get my number?"

"Your father gave it to me so I decided to call you and let you know that we are at the hospital to pick up some of his medication." She informs me.

"Oh, okay." I don't what to say. "Well, thank you for... uhm, letting me know." I cough.

"No problem. He'll be home shortly." She says and I can feel her bright smile through the other side of the phone. Before she hangs up, I speak.

"Betty?"

"Yes, dear?"

"I just want to say, thank you for being there beside my dad throughout all of this. It really makes me happy." I tell her.

"You're welcome. Your dad is a very intelligent man and I'm glad that I'm here supporting him and you." I hear her sniffle and I can't help the tear falling down on my cheek. After having my mom gone, it feels great to have Becky be here and support my dad.