Because Who Could Love A Broken Girl? ✔️

Who Could Love Sharing

Skylar's P.O.V.

It's now Monday. Yippee... I haven't really talked to Grayson since our little game.

I already knew it would be bad because of his pervy comments, but honestly, that wasn't the bad part. Don't get me wrong, it was annoying, but what really bothered me was how quickly the questions became deep and personal.

I guess he just wanted to know me better, but I can't believe I would tell him. It's truly terrifying how easy it was for me to open up to him.

I don't open up to anyone.

He knows my secrets. Yes, he already knew about the abuse. But the self harm? Not even Spencer knows about that. Why the hell did I tell him?

Well, I can't do anything about it now. I'm currently on my way to school. I wanted to walk today, so I left early without waking up Grayson. I've always liked walking, it gives me more time to think.

God. Grayson probably thinks I'm some suicidal freak. Or a depressed bitch. Or a selfish attention whore.

The possibilities are endless.

I thought about turning around, just calling in sick. But by the time I could convince myself, I was already at the front of the school.

I let out a sigh and walk in. The halls were mostly empty since school doesn't start for another thirty minutes, but there were a few other nerds scurrying from their lockers to the classroom.

That used to be me.

I shudder at the thought. That was me for years, and it would still be me right now if it weren't for the guys. I can't believe it was that simple to change everything.

My clothes, my hair, my makeup...

Well... Not really that last one, I still don't wear makeup unless I go to parties.

So much is different now. If someone told me a few months ago that this is how my senior year would be, I would've laughed in their face and called them insane.

I walk slowly down the halls to my locker, listening the faint clicking sound of shoes on the floors behind me. I paid no attention to it, knowing it was most likely a teacher.

Suddenly the steps got louder and faster. As though the person broke into a sprint toward me. I turn around slowly and see Grayson running my direction, Carter and Isaac following closely behind.

"Jesus fucking Christ! Skylar you scared me so much." He shouts, engulfing me in a tight hug.

"I'm... Sorry...?"

"I woke up and you were gone, I asked Axel and my parents, none of them saw you leave. I thought something happened. I was so worried." He tightened his hold around me, taking in my scent.

He was worried about me?

"I'm fine. Just wanted to walk to school today, fresh air helps me think." I say with a shrug.

"What did you need to think about that was so important? It had to have been pertinent to give me a heart attack." He chuckles softly as he pulls away, still leaving his hands on my waist.

"Nothing. Don't worry."

"It's my job to worry." He says, half joking.

"Every job has breaks. And your shift has ended."

"Fine. But my break ends next time you go missing."

"At least you know there's going to be a next time. It won't scare you as much."