Nobody Knows My Heart Like You | boyxboy

Ch. 8 - The End of a Friendship

Vance's POV

Terri and I sat down in the hospital chairs beside one another, she was smiling widely, her teeth flashing.

"That felt good." She said, looking in my direction. I glanced at her curiously, raising an eyebrow. "I never have stood up to him before." She said simply. I still stared at her, expecting a continuation. She noticed my eager expression and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.

"Um... Well, as you know, Tim is my manager for my art career. I... I married him because he was the man I was closest to, I thought overtime Tim would develop the same feelings for me as I did him. In hopes of him loving me, we had a child together, Skylar. We had to stop traveling to raise him, I didn't mind. I wanted to stop anyway, I just wanted to settle down. Tim wanted money, more and more of it. The only reason I ever left Skylar behind was because of Tim. I wanted to stay with my baby... while he never even wanted him in the first place. Tim never showed any love to Skylar, even as a child. He just ignored him. I hate him for it. He can't even accept him as he is." I felt the misunderstanding clear up, Skylar was loved, his mother just never was able to show it. I felt my chest warm, Skylar's mom did love him, she practically adored him. I opened my mouth to respond but was interrupted.

"Excuse me, but are you the family of Skylar Terrance?" A gruffy looking man in a white doctor's coat stood in front of us. I jumped up quickly, feeling my heart racing a million miles a minute.

"Yes sir, we are." I respond back. The doctor looks from Terri then back to me.

"Skylar is stabilized. We had to do a few transfusions to get him up and running again, but he's alright. He's awake now. I'm sorry but I have to ask. Are you Vance?"

"I am, sir."

"Skylar's been calling for you since he woke up, even when he was not thinking straight." I felt a smile creep onto my face. I wanted to cry. Actually, I was crying. Tears ran down my cheeks endlessly.

"Can we see him?" I ask, still smiling. I felt relieved. I just wanted to see him, see that he was breathing, alive.

"Yes, try to be a little calm though. He's still a little out of it." He said. I thanked him thoroughly and shook his hand. Terri did the same. I rushed to the room that the doctor told us he was in. I knocked twice then couldn't wait to hear him respond, I threw the door open. Sky was sitting up. His pale skin glowing in the florescent lighting. His green eyes lit up when he saw me.

"Vance!" He yelled happily. I didn't care if Sky looked partially dead. He still looked perfect the way he was. IV drips stuck out of his arms and blood was still being fed to him through another IV in his other arm. I rushed forward, engulfing him into a hug. His frail body fitting into my chest. I breathed him in, relished in his warmth. I felt the tears come into my eyes again.

"Oh my god Sky...  you scared me half to death." I squeezed him tighter. "I love you so much, don't do that again. Please." I didn't let go of him, even when Terri had walked in. Sky had pushed me off of him gently and I pulled away from him, grabbing his hand, wanting to be at least this close.

"Mom..." Sky said. Terri burst into tears and scrambled to hug him.

"Baby, you scared me." She sobbed quietly into his shoulder. "Don't listen to your father, ever again. I love you and I don't care if your gay or not. I love you so much and I won't ever let you go again." I saw Skylar smile into her shoulder.

"Ok, mom. I can't honestly say that I love you back yet. But I'll try." He said in a whisper. She just laughed quietly. Terri excused herself to go clean up her running mascara, and left the room. What she said had finally processed through Sky's brain and wide eyes looked at me.

"Um, did you hear that?" Skylar said, looking sick.

"Hear what?" I replied back, squeezing his hand gently.

"T-That I'm gay." He said meekly, looking down in a shameful manner. I nodded lightly. Skylar suddenly burst into tears, sobbing loudly. "I'm sorry." He said. "I know I'm disgusting." He cried out, more tears streaming down his face.

"No you're not." I said. "You're perfect." Skylar's shining eyes stared at me. A blush was dusted across his cheeks.

"Even if I tell you I love you?" He said. His cheeks were flared a dark crimson. I felt my breath catch. He loved me. Skylar Terrance loved me. I felt my heart beating fast. I felt my face heat up, even the tips of my ears were red. Sky took a shaky breath. "I'm in love with you." He said again, quieter now and more shy.

Do I love Sky? Like he loves me?

I mean, Skylar can be undeniably adorable sometimes and I want to hold him until he gets sick of it. I want him to be safe and I always want to protect him. I don't want him to be anywhere but beside me. I don't want him to leave my side. I wanted him to stay there. Because... I love him? A brief run down of feelings stormed me. I didn't want him to be anywhere but beside me because I wanted him to be mine. Seeing him with girls made me feel sick to my stomach. I realize. And now I know why. I loved him. And he loved me back.

I snap out of my thoughts and look into his eyes. I could read what he's feeling. Dread, regret, fear. He was scared.

"I love you too." I said, smiling giddily. I felt my stomach flip flop. Skylar's gaze widened.

"You know how I mean it, don't you? I want to hug you and kiss you and love you." He tried to explain, looking confused. Like he didn't expect me to say I loved him back.

"I know what you meant." I started. "I want to hug you too," I pulled him into a tight hug. "I want to kiss you too," I captured his chapped lips with mine, I felt my heartbeat ramming against my ribcage. I pressed more kisses to Skylar's face and trailed down to his neck, where he giggled hysterically. I smiled against his skin, he's so ticklish. "I love you."