Dear Skylar (Completed)

Chapter 9

SKYLAR

"So, ready to talk?" He asked me, casually.

I stare at him dumbfounded. Has this kid lost his mind?

"Gabe seriously! You scared the shit out of me! You couldn't have just called out my name or pull me to the side like a normal person?" I yell, in a whisper tone.

"I didn't want to risk anyone hearing, and I did pull you to the side," he defends.

"Grabbing and dragging me against my will doesn't count as pulling me to the side."

"Close enough," he shrugs.

"What the hell are you doing here anyway? I thought you left."

"I was waiting for you."

"Why?"

"To talk obviously, about last night."

"Okay, so talk."

"Not here. Come on," he starts walking toward the streets.

"Where?" I ask, confused.

"My place."

I can hear the alarm bells going off in my head. Going to the place where all my troubles started is definitely not a good idea. But I really do need to have this talk with Gabe. I don't remember everything that took place last night and talking to him would definitely fill in the blanks.

"Are you just going to stand there debating all night, or are you going to move your ass?" Gabe asked, impatient.

I roll my eyes, and start walking with him.

Same old asshole Gabe.

We walk a block away from my house and I see Gabe's motorcycle parked on the sidewalk.

"No way! I am not getting on that thing!" I refuse.

I've never been on a motorcycle, but I've heard stories. And the ones I've heard made me never want to get on one.

"Stop being a baby, and hop on," he hands me a helmet, and against my better judgement I put it on and climb on behind him.

He turns on the motorcycle and takes off, and I hold on to him for dear life. At first I was terrified especially with how fast he's going, but the more he drives the more comfortable I get. It's actually kind of fun, more than fun it's exhilarating. But even with the ride being fun and all, it still doesn't help the nerves. The closer we get to the house, the closer we have "the talk"  and the more anxious I get. I know this is exactly what I wanted, but now that's it's actually happening I have no clue what to say to him.

What if he tries to kiss me again?

No way. I know Gabe and Ben have there issues, but Gabe wouldn't intentionally try to kiss me behind his brothers back. Right? We were just both drunk, and I'm sure he regrets it as much as I do. I'm sure when we talk he's just going to explain what happened, and we'll both agree that it was a mistake and it will never happen again. Though considering how he acted earlier today I feel like the odds are not going to be in my favor tonight.

We pull up into his drive way and hop off his bike. Then I stop remembering something.

"Wait! Anna might be in there?" I warn him.

"She left a couple hours ago," he assures me.

I nod and follow him up to his house. He opens the door and when we enter, his house is actually clean, well sort of. Theres still chips, pizza boxes, and a couple beer bottles hanging around, but compared to how it was last night it's not that bad.