Chapter 6

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Trey's POV

I jumped into my car and sped away quickly, so pissed off that you could literally see the steam coming off my skin.

That bastard.... That bastard that bastard that bastard!!!! How could he be so cruel like that to Skylar!? He's so sweet and kind. How could a single living human being be so harsh to such an amazing thing?!?!? I gripped onto my steering wheel tight and drive to my house, speeding the whole time, at least till I pulled into my driveway. I shut my car off and slammed the door shut heading away from my car and into my house. I walked in and slammed the door, aggressively hard, nearly braking the window on it as I did so. I sighed.

"Something is wrong... I can feel it. Either Skylar is hurt. Or... Someone's coming. Either way I don't like it!!!" I yelled. I now paced around my living room. Bitting my thumb nail, pacing back and fourth and getting a bit of anxiety. I sighed and tried to calm down.

"Tomorrow. Tomorrow, if I see anything on Skylar's body... That I don't like, that man will pay.... " I vowed.

I still paced my living room. It had been about 10 minutes so I knew by now that no one was coming, but instead, something was wrong with Sky. This made me have even more anxiety than I already was.

"Ok ok... You need to calm down. If you go there... Something very bad will happen. You could hurt someone" I told myself. I now walked over to my fridge and grabbed myself my bourbon. I grabbed a small glass with some ice and poured some. I quickly took a sip of it and growled.

"This is useless!!" I yell as I now throw the glass with all my strength across the room, having it smash onto my wall. I sigh and lean up against the wall, I slowly begin to feel my body slide down as I feel tiresome.

I woke up with a headache and the suns rays shinning into my eyes threw my window. I grown and stand up seeing as I was laying on my floor.

"Did I pass out?" I ask myself. I wasn't drunk, I surprisingly wasn't exhausted, so I must have passed out from so much anxiety and stress. I slowly push myself off of the floor, feeling the cool tile against my palms.

I wipe away the crust filling my eyes as I yawn. I soon the look spend, remembering why I had been so worried and stress filled.

"Skyler... " I now grab my coat and throw on my shoes quickly, leaving my house with the lights on and TV playing in the background. I run to my car, with my coat on my shoulders. I start up my car and soon leave the comfort of my home, to go find my better safety.

Skylar...

After driving for a few minutes I reach the end of my road and soon reach the main road, leading me straight to Sky's house.

I look at the time and see its 7:28... Neatly 7:30. Well noise in going to school today. Like I was going to anyway.

I turn right and sped a little towards his house. Once the small, white and blue apartment building came into sight I pulled to the other side of the street and parked my car there. As I get out of my car, I see a car soon pull out of his driveway. That must be his father. As I see him, a fairy rage builds up inside my stomach, making it's way up to my throat.

I begin to feel as if my head was getting squashed under an enormous amount of pressure. I squeeze my eyes closed tightly and breath, calming myself down.

Once his father leaves and drives down the road speeding. Why is he going so fast?

I look to the house and see that Skylar's window curtain was shut. I sigh and head towards the house. I don't bother knocking hut instead go right in.

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