The last tape

Chapter seven

"What are you on about sky?"

She was silent, confusion and panic flooding her veins.
What would she do now?

He took a step towards her, his face intimidatingly angry yet worried all at the same time, "Sky.. what did Hannah tell you.. how did Hannah tell you?"
She knew he knew. He'd figured it out.

Another step towards her,
"Sky... do you have the tapes?"
She couldn't.
She wasn't mentioned.
Wasn't she?
He'd given them away almost a month ago, they were no longer existent in his mind yet they kept popping up in all conversation and reality.

"No..I don't have the tapes.." she whispered before she pulled hers out of her backpack, there was no blue nail varnish, no number, it was just a plain grey tape.
"I have the tape."

Eyes widened, clay took a step back, "how did you..? But there were none- what?!"
Sky sighed, "i don't know.."

She realised something then, something extraordinary.
She could know.

"But I could.."
Clay gave her a look, a look of 'don't you dare.."

"I just need the full story."

***

The tape was rewinded before clay listened carefully, only up to where sky did before.

Bryce...

Sympathy filled his heart as it ached for the girl sat beside her, listening to her very own Walkman with the blue eyed boy.

"Sky..."
The room filled with silence, the loudest silence you could ever hear.
"I didn't know.."

She chuckled before glancing at him, tears in her eyes.
She'd never had to tell someone about their relationship.
About any of her relationships..

"It's alright clay... no one did."

Tears threatened her eyes but she wouldn't let them escape the prison that was her sadness.

"No sky it's not alright.. the night he.." a cough, "where were you?"

She sighed softly, letting out a breath she didn't know she was hiding, trapping inside, "just ... listen on..."