hurricane • graysonbaileydolan

forty two

[another chapter, oops. comment your reactions as you read, reading them is fun]

Skylar's pov

Friday after school

"Me and jake are moving in together." Sophia says and my mom, dad look at Sawyer and me.

"Oh, thank god, I've waited my entire life for you to get out of here." Sawyer says and they all stare at him, I laugh.

"Moving in here."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." Sawyer says, "No, I'm moving out. No thanks, man, I will not stand for this. Mom, dad, tell her no."

"That's your boyfriend." I look at Mariana and she looks at me,

"No he's not." she murmurs,

"You made out on the couch and are going on a date tonight." I say,

"He hasn't officially asked me to be his girlfriend."

"So Sawriana isn't confirmed?" I ask,

"Skylar," my mom says, "We assumed you'd have an opinion on this situation."

"You guys don't listen to me anyways, no use in sharing my opinions when you tell me they're wrong." I respond and glare at Sophia,

"I have an opinion!" Sawyer exclaims, "I don't like this, I don't want to share my house with this."

"This?" Jake asks,

"You." Sawyer clarifies.

"Alright, alright." My dad says, "It's not definite yet so let's not all get mad."

"What do you mean it's not definite?" Sophia asks, "We're having a baby!"

"Plot twist its Grayson's."

"Because you'd be okay with Grayson living here." Sophia retorts,

"Rather it him than Jake." I say, "It could be Grayson's, you never know with you."

"Excuse me?" Sophia asks,

"That's enough!" my mom exclaims, "Tonight all three of you are staying in this house and you're going to figure out your shit."

"Did you just swear?" Sawyer looks at her in shock,

"Yes, because Im fed up with the three of you always bickering and disrespecting each other. It's at a disappointing point now. This little arguing was supposed to go away when you got to high school and two of you are seniors and call each other sluts! It's enough!"

"I'm not calling anybody sluts, can I go out? I got plans." he looks at Mariana,

"No! You can't go out!" my mom exclaims, "Change them to tomorrow because all three of you are acting like four year olds fighting over a piece of candy and you're going to get over yourselves now."

"Damn." I murmur and look at Mariana,

"Mariana and Jake, time for you to go." my mom says and they both nod, rushing out.

"Your father and I will be upstairs with the dog, you three are to stay down here and work everything out and when we come back down in a few hours it better all be solved." she demands, "And give me your phones."

"No," I gasp, "You cannot leave me down here with these people and take my only device that'll keep me sane!"

"This is exactly what I mean, give it!" she yells and I quickly hand it to her alone with Sawyer and Sophia. "Now, we will be upstairs, you three discuss."