Hey, it's Sky, I've been best friends with Andrew Dennis Biersack for a while and trust me, it hasn't been easy. Of course, there are the thirteen-year-olds who "totally ship us!" and there's all the internet drama. Then there's fangirls and fanboys...
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Skyler's POV:
I lay in the bath, the luke warm water rolling over my cold body, covered in bruises and scrapes. Andy leaned over the edge, his hand resting in the water and the other moving the water. I closed my eyes and dipped myself under the water, how did my life come to this?
This is too unreal.
It's too much like a story. It's too dramatic! I came back up from under the warm blanket of water and took a deep breath in, Andy was still there, silently watching me, eager to help me. But there was no helping me. I was in love with my husband but he doesn't love me back. I sighed, Andy would love me unconditionally, but I need to stop thinking like that! He is my best friend, that is all it is!
I closed my eyes once more and listened to the quiet breathing, the almost silent dripping of the tap and the rolling of the water. This moment took me back to when I told Andy I loved him, he told me he loved me back. We kissed, then... Then it all went downhill.
"Why can't we just be happy!" A voice in my head screamed, making a banging headache appear. I groaned and lifted a hand to my temple. What is going on?
The punch, the knockout, the final blow. Why don't I just go back to Ashley? Or run away with CC? Or live happily ever after with Andy? Oh yeah, because it will never work. If I just turned back time I would have never gone to that concert and I would have stayed in my university dorm, I would have gone on that date with Dan and it would of all been okay.
We would've been married, we would've had kids. I would have had a family! I would never be in this... mess. I would have never smoked, I would have never fell in love with Andy and I would of never even tried to get him to love me back.
Enough of the what ifs. I need to get out of here. I lifted myself out of the bath and grabbed a towel.
"Sky, Sky sit down you're not well." Andy whispered softly "Sky where are you going?"
"To get dressed! To put on makeup! To catch the next train to the airport and to fly back to Alaska." I cried, storming into the bedroom and picking up a black tee, skinny jeans, and some boots. I ran back into the bathroom, dressing as fast as possible. I applied makeup, concealer, foundation, eyeliner, lipstick. Anything to cover up... this.
"Skyler please calm down, you're going to hurt yourself!"
"Staying here is hurting me, Andy." I gently, but firmly spoke out, picking up a handbag, filling it with a few more spare clothes and enough money for a hotel room.
"What are you going to do? You have no money, no family, no friends." Andy began listing all the things that where here but not there "you'll have nothing."
"I'm going to get a job. I was happy with a job. For fuck sake, I've never used my degree! I'm going to be a teacher like I wanted to be. I had this dream for years and because of the shit I've gotten myself into I have never had a taste of what it's like to be a teacher!" I whined, slipping on my boots.
"Skyler, please don't leave me. Please, I beg." He cried, clutching the fabric of my shirt "you can do all that here, please. I'll help you! I'll do anything!"
"No," I whispered, holding tears back. "I have to. Tell Bobby that I'll see him soon."
"Skyler please-"
"Goodbye, Andy. I'm so sorry. And... Thank you." I walked over to the door "I love you." Andy followed behind me, so I turned and united our lips for the last time...
