Inseparable

Chapter 29

Skylar's POV.

By the time I woke up this morning, I have been cleaning the house from top to bottom. Aside from nothing else to do, I decided to just clean and do my laundry. It is only Sunday anyway. Anna has been texting me non-stop about Blu. Telling me how cute he was and all. It has already been a week since they first met each other. I couldn't help myself but laugh at the amusement when she was telling how much she freaked out when he had texted her. But by the looks of it, I think they are both hitting it off pretty well.

I know Blu and I know how well he is in relationships. He is a good person one hundred percent. No question about it. Very open minded and committed just like Angel. Angel.

I grab my phone off the counter and texted him a good morning text. I really need to tell him about this whole Aubree girl. I never found myself having the ability to mention it to him with all my school work and all. Unfortunately, it is that time of the month for me and the only relief I am getting right now is just by cleaning the house. Once I am down, I head upstair to take a shower.

Angel texts me back as soon I get into the shower, asking to come over. I reply back saying yes. Luckily, dad and Betty were out for a little doing some shopping at the ball. When I finish taking a shower, I blow dry my hair and end up flat ironing it. I put on a pair of my athletic wear. If these aren't the most comfortable clothing in the world, then I don't know what is. Other than big t-shirts and sweatpants. I wear a teal tank top along with my favorite black yoga pants. Thirty minutes later, I hear my doorbell ring and run down the stairs like a young kid on Christmas.

As I opened the door, I am pulled into a comfortable embrace and feel like I can finally breathe after a long morning of cleaning.

"It smells good in here," Angel says after his kisses me on the forehead.

"Yeah, I couldn't help myself." I shrug with a smile before closing the door behind him.

"So, where's your dad?" He asks. We both make our way upstairs to my bedroom.

"He went to the mall for a little bit with Betty." I tell him, lighting a candle by the time we make it to my room.

"Oh. How's he doing?" Angel rubs his hands on his legs up and down for a few seconds.

"He's doing good actually. Been taking his medication and stuff," I sigh in relief.

Angel nods, looking down. "That's good."

A few minutes go by as we both lay down flat on my bed, staring at my ceiling fan going round and round. I haven't realized it was past noon. I feel like taking a nap but I really have take this problem off my chest to tell him what I want to tell him.

"Angel, I need to ask you something." I rub my hands over his stomach in small circles, my head on his firm chest as him arm was encircled around my waist. It feeling is amazing with his hand running up and down my back.

"Sure, go ahead babe," he kisses the top of my head and I can't help the smile that forms on my face, even though he can't see it. I move my head up to look at him. Here it goes.

"Do you know a girl named Aubree Nicole?" I hold onto my breath as soon as the words fall out of my mouth.

"Yeah, I think so. Why? What's wrong?" He furrowed his eyebrows, concerned I assume.