Explinations Bring Truth

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((Pic is Alice))
***Recap***
{"Skylar!" He yelled.

"Daddy!" I yelled back and hugged him.

"Well I might as well explain." He said and ran his fingers through his black and white hair.}

"Well you may explain now please." I said impatient.

"So after your mom died I found a woman. Her name is Carol. We talked for a while and I asked her to be my girlfriend. It's been a few months and our wedding is Sunday." He explained.

"Okay. Where is she?" I asked.

"Carol." He yelled and out came a woman with shoulder length hair that was obviously diyed blonde to cover up certain spots. "Carol this is Skylar. Skylar this is Carol."

"Hi I hope we can become close." She said and tried to hug me.

"We aren't that close yet." I said and started to feel rude."Look, I'm sorry, I'm just- this is all too fast for me." I walked out.

I saw Summer and yelled for her. She ran to me and hugged me. I picked her up and asked her if she wanted to get some ice cream.

"Yay! Ie cream!" She giggled.

"Well we better go before it's all gone!" I said and jogged to my car. She was about 4 now but I'm sure she's going to be fine. Plus I'll tighten the seatbelt.

I got out and took her with me. I went to pick her up and saw a bruise on her arm.

I put her down outside the car and looked at her arm again.

"Summer what happened? Did someone hurt you?" I asked.

"I not supposed to say. She hurt me again." She said with tears brimming her eyes.

"Sweety you have to tell me. I will help you." I pressured but said it comfortingly.

"Carol hits me and daddy sometime do it too." She whispered in my ear.

"Oh my gosh. Why haven't you told Matty or Myles?"

"Dey just got here yesterday."

"Lets get you some ice cream and then I will help you. I will stay home and quit college. That way I can help you." I said and pick her up and carried her inside.

We got some ice cream and I went to the police station and told them everything. Then I called the school and gave them a good enough reason for me to quit and said I would get all my stuff Monday.

We got out of my car and I went inside and told them that I would be staying here. They were all excited and asked questions. I told them why and they were shocked but I said it was just an excuse.

"Skylar? Will you and some of your friends be my bridesmaids?" Carol asked.

"I have to ask some of my friends." I said and she nodded.

I called Alice and Asher and they said they would. I wasn't really surprised that Asher said he would, being gay and all. I love him so much. He's the best.

"Alice and Asher said they would." I told Carol.

"Why Asher?" She asked.

"He's such a close friend and he's a total weirdo. There's no telling." I said and she nodded not trying to dig deeper.

The next day we were making sure everything would be going well. So no one is wearing what they will wear on the actual wedding day. It was all really good and now we are all trying on our dresses and suites. They were all good and everyone talked about they all like someone and how their gonna be in love forever.

"Skylar do you love anyone?" Carol asked.

"I don't know." I said.

"Is their anyone always on your mind?" She asked again.

Blake. Blake! BLAKE! My mind screamed. "Well there is but I'm not aloud to be with him." I said.

"Why?"

"Because my brothers don't like him."

"Who cares?"

"Usually they don't care and that's how I know it's serious." I said finally.

"Who is he?"

"Blake Hart." I said and left.

My dad stood in front of me and slapped me. "You don't fucking talk to him!" He yelled in my face. "If you so much as think of him I swear to God I will kill you!"

I nodded and ran out. I scrolled through my phone and my thumb hovered over his name. I pressed it and it rang. I wiped some tears and the voicemail came on.

"Blake. When you get this please call me? I need to talk to you." I said and pressed end.

I drove around for about an hour and then my phone rang. I looked at the caller id and smiled.

"Hey Blake." I said.

"What's wrong Sky?" He said in a hurry.

"That's quite a long story." I said as if I'm rewatching it happen to me all over again.

"Tell me where you are." He said hardly.

"I'm at the old park. Back in Philadelphia." I answered.

"I'll be there in 5." He said and hung up.

He finally showed up and got out. I stood up and walked over to him. I ran and jumped at him. I felt something wet on his shoulder and looked at it.

"Oh my god! Blake your bleeding!" I said surprised.

"No. I was but I didn't have time to change shirts." He said.

"What happened to you? It seems like ever since I left everyone changed." I sighed.

"Well im not sure what happened to everyone else, but I have my own reasons. Maybe I can tell you another time." He said and pulled me into a hug again and kissed my head. "Now tell me what happened." He said.

"My dads new wife asked me if I loved someone and I said that I didn't know. And I said that my brothers and dad didn't want me to hang out with him. She pressured me and I finally said who I love. My dad blew up on me and hit me. He threatened to kill me and I nodded and ran out. Then I called you because you always seem to comfort me." I said. "My dad has never really hit me before. Why now? He's just a person." I said and looked at him. He look like he would kill anyone who touched me. He looked deadly. I touched his face even though I was scared.

"Oh- did I- did I scare you?" He asked and I backed away. "No I don't want to scare you. Please don't be scared." He begged.

"You've changed so much Blake." I said and I saw headlights and my dads car. I ran to Blake and hid behind him.

"Skylar I know your behind him." My dad growled.

"Daddy please don't. You hurt me and threatened me. Your supposed to love me and not hurt me." I said.

Blake walked up to him and whispered in his ear. My dad shook his head and Blake looked upset. He walked back over to me and leaned close to my ear. "I will see you at the library next year. I will be with my dad for a while." He said and kissed my cheek. Then he left me with my 'dad'. I love him. How could he leave me?

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