Chapter 24

31 4 0
                                        

Skylar's POV.

Luckily after spending the night at his place, we managed to get through the night from his nightmare. I asked him if he wanted to talk about it but he easily declined and said it was no big deal, shrugging it off, but I wasn't having it. I really want to know the reason behind this on what he is hiding from me and and his nightmares, but I pushed the thought away to the back of my head for now. I woke up before Angel did, and from there, I cursed myself out because I didn't have anything I brought with me. I have no tooth brush, shampoo and conditioner, no extra set of clothes, no makeup, nothing. I had to wait a couple of minutes before he got up to take me back home.

I was this close giving giving him a blow job just to wake him up and be in the mood but I shook my head at the thought; that will happen sooner or later when another perfect time comes. When he drops me off back home, it was around ten in the morning. I kiss him goodbye but he had other plans and plants a long lingering kiss on my lips for the next few minutes before practically dragging myself out of the car, grateful that he didn't tag along with me.

The moment I arrive back home and head up the stairs to my bedroom, images of last night flood through my mind.

It has been one of the best nights I have ever experienced. Then again, who wouldn't love it? Especially for the person you love and has been giving you their all just like you have done in return.

I walk over to my dresser and grab another set of clothes before heading to the bathroom to go take a shower. Once I am done, I wrap my towel around my soaking wet body and hair, as usual, and brush my teeth. By the time I am finished, I head back into my room to read for a little bit, do some laundry, and ended up taking a nap without even realizing.

"Skylar..." A familiar male voice calls out my name. Where the hell am I? It is took dark for me to even say anything. Before my mind can catch up, I find myself walking in the middle of nowhere. Really in the darkness.

"Sky." The familiar voice calls for me and it takes me a second to recognize the voice.

"Angel?" I call out to him, raising my arms up in front of me to protect myself.

"What have you done?" He asks me. His voice starts to echo and it feels like we're in a small room, but just feels like an empty space. I can't see anything.

"What do you mean? What are you talking about?!" I manage to scream but I don't think he can hear me.

"I can't forgive you for what you've done. What you did what unbelievable!" He screams and I wince. A bright light pops up above him like a spotlight as he walks towards me. I wince again from the brightness.

"Angel, listen to me. What are you talking about?" I ask him but I can't find my voice. I don't hear myself. What the actual hell?

"I can't forgive you, Sky. I don't ever wanna see you again." Angel spits and grabs me by the neck. I choke for breath but there is no use. He is so strong. I try to fight but I can't feel my own muscles, either. I look down and find Angel pulling out a pocket knife out his pocket and before I realize, he stabs me repeatedly in my stomach.

"No, no, no!!" I yell over and over again but he still can't hear me. His cheeks are stained with tears and so are mine.

"Sky, honey!" A male voice says. I feel my shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

"No!!" I move my head back and forth trying to get out of this mess.

"Skylar, wake up!!" I jolt from my sleep and sit up trying to catch my breath. I place my hand on my forehead and feel it filled with sweat along with my chest, legs and hands.

"What... what happened?" I look around my surrounding. I am no longer in the dark room. I am in my bed underneath heavy blankets on top of me.

"You had a nightmare, honey." My dad tells me, wiping a few strands of wet hair off my forehead.

"Oh," I sigh. "It felt so real, dad," I cry, feeling tears falling down on my cheeks again as he embraces me into him for a hug.

"Shh, it's okay, Sky. It's okay," he shushes me and calms me down as he brushes his hand on the back of my hair smoothly. I continue to sob on his shoulder for a few minutes until he assures me if I'm okay and give him a simple nod of a yes answer.

"If you need me just let me know, okay? I love you," he whispers and kisses my forehead before climbing out of my bed.

I nod. "I will, I love you, too." I tell him and closes the door quietly behind him. I reach over and grab my phone. It is three in the fucking morning. I decide to call the person who I have saved on my favorites call log.

"Hello?" His raspy voice comes from the other line and my heart swells at the sound of it. I miss him already.

"Babe? I had a nightmare..." I tell him and I hear him shuffling through the other line.

"Are you okay?" He asks me, worried.

"Yes, I'm fine, I just need some help sleeping and wanted to call you. I'm sorry for waking you up." I tell him honesty.

"Baby, it's okay. You can call me whenever you like. Is there anything you want me to do other than staying on the phone?"

"Read me a bed time story?" I suggest and I hear him chuckle.

"Anything for you, babe." He whispers and I sigh in relief before falling asleep within a few minutes of his made up story about a princess and a prince that lived happily ever after.

**

I apologize for this being short but just bare with me lol! I am also sorry for not updating these past three months but I hope you guys enjoy this book and this chapter! Thank you guys so much for almost 700 reads and over 60 votes! You guys are awesome and I can't thank you enough.

Happy reading and I hope you guys continue to enjoy my writing and hard work! Have a wonderful day 💛

Yours truly,
Brianna

InseparableWhere stories live. Discover now