The Pack House

54 2 13
                                    

Skye >POV<

"Ugh fine," I heard Mitch say as him and Vikk walked towards me.

"Okay," Vikk said,"you can be a part of," he takes a pause,"THE PACK!" he yelled excitedly,"only if you want to of course."

I kinda did want to. It sounded like fun hanging out with these guys, having friends. I never really had any friends growing up, nobody liked me, they all thought I was dangerous and depressed, I was but that's not the point.

My family wouldn't care either, it's not like they bothered to talk to me anyway. Never bothered to question why I stayed in the bathroom for hours, cutting and cutting, or why I stopped eating. Not even the blood that riddled my jeans. It would feel great to have friends, finally people who cared.

No one at home cared, no one but Cash. She was never home, always working. Working on some 'secret project' which was actually her boyfriend she never bothered to tell us about.

"Sure I'd love to join The Pack," I said putting emphasis on The Pack.

His face lit up.

"Great! So um Lachlan and I will go upstairs with you and help you pack and stuff but only if you want of course," Vikk said excitedly.

"Sure, come on!" I said walking towards my apartment building.

They followed behind as I walked into the elevator and put my key into the door.

I walked in and the familiar musky smell flooded my nostrils. The floor creaked as I walked to my room.

I opened the door to see my room, messy as always. I grabbed my suitcase and started packing everything I wanted, not much, I don't have much to pack.

"Hey, I'll be right back," I heard Vikk say as he stepped out onto the fire escape.

I finished packing and zipped up my suitcase.

Cash and Chandler weren't home so I wrote a note. I felt a little bad for leaving Chandler with Cash all alone but the fact that they didn't stop me from cutting or hurting myself made me feel better about the situation.

I was ready to leave and sat on my bed and started talking to Lachlan while waiting for Vikk to come back.

"Cool house you got here," Lachlan said looking around.

"I know, it's crappy, you don't have to spare my feelings I hate this place too," I said reassuring him.

"Okay good, I feel bad that you had to live in this place," he said.

"Yeah but at least I don't have to stay here for much longer," I replied smiling.

"Yeah! Trust me, you'll like our house, it's big and cozy, way better than this place, no offense."

"None taken."

Vikk >POV<

Lachlan and I followed behind Skye as we walked towards her apartment building.

She put the key in her door and we walked into the apartment.

The apartment smelled like rotting wood. The floors creaked as we walked. I felt bad for her, she had to live in this place. Not anymore.

We walked into her room. It was very messy. She probably didn't have anytime to clean it, too busy trying to kill herself.

How To Save A LifeWhere stories live. Discover now