Chapter 12: My house no longer feels like home.

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Andy's POV:

I had been living in this same apartment for years, and so had Skyler. For some reason I felt out of place, like a stranger.
Sky has become more distant than before, disappearing off in the day and only coming back to sleep at night. Some times she wouldn't be back until the next morning and it worried me. Skyler wouldn't answer my texts or my calls.
Today it was just me and Sky, sitting on the couch. She was Chanel surfing and I was watching her. She looked damaged, bags under her eyes, pale, sickly skin and droopy hazel eyes.
It hurt me to see her like this.
"Where have you been?" I sighed, she stopped pressing buttons on the remote.
"Why?" Skyler shrugged and muted the TV.
"Well, you've missed a lot." I moved from my armchair to the couch she was sitting on.
"Like what? You run out of beer?" She scoffed, rolling my eyes I took her chin with my fingers and twisted her eyes towards mine.
"Ashley was arrested for assault and public indecency," I spat. Skylers eyes widened in shock, no one told her about him, she had been gone for too long.
"What? Why didn't you tell me? Since when were we keeping these things from each other?" She stood up and tried to tower over me.
"Since you didn't come home or answer my calls! Where have you been Sky?" I stood too, being much taller I could cast shadows twice her size.
"I've been out! That isn't important, why do you care where I am?"Skyler growled and crossed her arms.
"Oh really," I laughed sarcastically spat "I care because I fucking love you, and you love me don't you?"
No response. She nodded and went to her room, presumably to sleep.
Later that night I pressed my ear to her closed door, she was on the phone. Her muffled cries filled her room and gave me something to listen to.
"I can't! Nothing you can do can stop me,"
I cautiously opened the door slightly...
"Christian, I'm sorry but I'm moving wether you like it or not..."
I immediately stood back, shocked, heartbroken. What? Moving out!
I knew she was up to something, I just needed to confront her. Now wasn't the time, I rushed to my room and closed the door quietly, so many questions rushed through my head. Was it because of me? Was I going with her? What if she's seeing someone?
So many questions but no answers, tears streamed down my face as my heart broke.
The next morning I woke up to an empty apartment.
Skyler was... gone.

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