I was in tears by the end of it. He's gone. He's really gone. I don't even know when I'll be able to talk to him again. I miss him already. I do the first thing I can think of. I go into his old contact and call him. "Hey it's Dylan! Leave a message after the beep!" He says happily into the phone. *beep* I realize it's recording and hang up right away. I continue to cry as I go into the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror. I look terrible. My hair is a rats nest. My shirt is covered in sweat. My pants are all wet from tears. Now I know why Dylan left. He didn't wanna be seen with me. I cry harder looking at myself. I hear a faint knock on the door. "Skylar?" It was uncle Ashton. "One sec!" I call cleaning myself up as much as possible. When I finish, I look slightly less ugly as before. I still had tears streaming down my cheeks though. "Oh Skylar!" He says pulling me in for a hug. "I miss him so much." I say into his shirt. "I know sweetie, we all do." He says calmly into my hair.
"Can you go get Brandon?" I ask him. "Sure Hun" he says walking back downstairs. I go into my studio. Dylan and I used to have so much fun in here. I miss him so much. It hurts. I start crying again. Singing would always cheer me up when I was sad. So I started singing. I was thinking about what Dylan was talking about in his letter. I don't know why but I just started singing random stuff. I hit record and started singing.
"You were already missing, before the night you left.
Just you and your shadow, and all of your regrets. Who am I? Who am I? Oh when you leave me. Who am I? Invisible" I sang my heart out into my pink glittery mic. I was still crying when Brandon walked in. "Hey Skylar." He says giving me a hug. "Hey Brandon." I say sadly. "How you holding up?" He asks me. "I'm not doing too good." I say honestly. "What were you singing, just now?" He asks me. "Oh, it's nothing." I say brushing him off. "Whatever it was sounded pretty good." He says playing with the buttons on my keyboard. "Thanks. Even though I know it sounded like crap. I mean I was crying." I say looking at him. "Did you record it?" He asks hitting the play button. "Is this thing on?" I hear Dylan's voice on the recording. Brandon looks surprised. "Dylan!" I yell my tears coming back up. Ashton and Michael come running in to see what happened.
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Bully (discontinued)
Teen Fictiona boy who bullies a girl at school then he moves in with her. Will they be at each other's throats or will they become friends? Maybe even more?
