Firecracker

Chapter 2

I fumbled around with my suitcase before lifting my head and searching through the crowds of people, hoping to see my dad, we talked on the phone last night and he agreed to come pick me up from the airport. I was hoping he'd remember. Something about this whole situation of searching for my dad in the crowd reminded me of the time when I was 8 and he never showed up at my first dance recital, I remember being so disappointed but only to have it happen again the next time round at my school Christmas concert, honestly I wouldn't be surprised if he was a no-show today. But to my shock I saw him, standing near the exit, grinning from ear to ear. As much as me and my dad fight and as much as I want to hold a grudge for all those years of him not being there for me, I still pulled him into a bone crushing hug
'I've missed you sky' he whispered. I smiled at the nickname. He was one of the few people I allowed to call me sky, the other person being rye of course.
'I've missed you more dad' I replied.
He picked up my luggage and we made our way out to the car. The journey home was filled with questions about the trip. Occasionally things would go silent and I would stare out of the window and watch the rain drops hit against the glass.
'How's your mother doing' he silently said
'She's doing well' I said forcing a fake smile onto my face. Thankfully that topic blew over just as quickly as it came and we were soon pulling into the drive way. I ran inside leaving my dad to grab my suitcase from the boot and wrapped my arms around my stepmother Bella. As much as I wanted to dislike her I just couldn't. She was nice and kind and she was the one there for me when my mother was too busy catching up with her new life. She welcomed me back and we made small talk before I bounded up the stairs to unpack my suitcase and settle back into the room where I spent many many years of my life. I stepped inside my bedroom and dropped my bags at the door before flopping onto my bed and inhaling the familiar scent of my clean bedsheets. My room was left almost untouched and it brought a smile to my face seeing all the pictures I had on my wall. Some were with friends and some were of the time I went to Italy with dad and Bella. I let my eyes drift over to the other side of my wall where all the photos of me and Rye were hung. My heart sank in my chest and all the memories flooded through my mind. I miss how we used to talk every minute of every day and how I was able to tell him everything, sometimes I just wish he was here so I could tell him how much I need him and how hard every day has been without him by my side. I just miss him so much and it makes me feel so pathetic because he's off living his dream and I don't even know if he remembers me, let alone misses me back. I felt a tear fall, from my eye and then another, and next thing I know I'm in a heap on the ground crying my eyes out surrounded by pictures of the boy who kept me sane all these years. I'll always remember the way rye made me feel. There's was no doubt that I had a crush on him, how could I not? He made me feel like a princess and everytime he called me babe my heart erupted into a million butterflies. I never opened up to him about how I liked him as more then a friend, as tough as i appeared on the outside. On the inside I was just as insecure as everyone else. I remember the night I opened up to him and told him about my insecurities. Looking back on it I must have looked a mess.

Me and rye were thrown on my living room sofa binge watching the Harry Potter movies. We were both in comfy clothes and my hair was thrown in a messy bun. My legs were thrown over rye and I had no make up on, I was trying my hardest to cover my face.
'Skylarrr why are you acting so weird?' He giggled
'What? Me, I'm not hahahaha' I awkwardly replied. However to my dismay he saw straight through my act , he sat up straighter and pulled me closer to him.
'Sky babe what's  up with you today'? My insides melted when he called me babe. I looked into his eyes and they were full of concern.
'I just don't  feel like...myself, I don't know, usually I feel so confident and stuff but I just don't' I stuttered , I never was one to be good with displaying my emotions and rye knew how hard it was for me to say that simple sentence and open up to him.
'It's okay to be insecure , we all get insecure sometimes but if there's one thing I know, it's that you are beautiful whether you believe it or not, so please, please don't feel insecure' after our little DMC we went back to being lazy and spent the rest of the day cuddling and chatting about what house we would be part of if we were at Hogwarts.

I smiled at the memory and cleaned myself up a bit, I got changed into warmer clothes and decided to go for a walk around the neighbourhood , I needed to clear my mind and I knew just the spot to do that.

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