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Morge...
I look at mum and she sits on the stairs burying her head in her knees. I run up to Alexis's room "No Skyla!" I hear my mum yell but I ignore her and still run into her room.
I freeze as I see her, I feel a lump in my throat followed by tears.
Before me is my little sister hanging with a rope around her neck tied tight, a chair kicked over on the floor and a 2 notes on the floor. I stare at her purple face wondering why?
Why? I thought she was happy?
I know I always hated her because she was so perfect but this just proves me wrong. I drop to my knees crying. Screaming. I close my eyes but I can still see her there hanging by the roof. It's tattooed into my brain it's all I can see. I hear the door opening and I stand up with all the strength I have. The morge people start doing their job and I watch frozen barely breathing, tears staining my cheeks and my heart broken.
The people from the morge walk out of the room with her body in the body bag. I collapse on the floor, pulling my knees up to my chest.
I cry hard choking on my tears, I scream.
20 minuets later~
Pain, Guilt a mixture of feelings really. I sit in Lexi's room staring out her window, I can't move I can't breath, I can't see. I'm scared to turn around I'm scared about the image that's already tattooed in my mind. I don't want to be here but turning around will make it real seeing the room where my sister lay dead.
I stare outside not taking my eyes off the window. I hear someone opening the door, Aaron. He walks over to me and sits down beside me, he wraps his arm around me and I lean my head on his shoulder. He stares out the window and doesn't say or ask anything. His silent and I'm thankful that he is because I don't think I could form words right now, let alone think about the words that may come out.
"Skyla" Aaron whispers, I stay silent and don't look at him. He tilts my head so I'm looking at him, he whispers my tears with a painful expression as if me being upset hurts him. He pulls me in and hugs me tight, I don't hug back but I still take in the warmth of the moment. I stare at the roof where the rope was hanging "Skyla don't look" Aaron says as he sees the pain in my eyes. "No matter what... I can see it" I whisper, he looks down at the floor. "I love you Lila" he says putting his hand on my thigh, I push his hand away and look out the window again. "I should have been here, I was supposed to of been here... maybe then she'd be alive" I whisper he wraps his arm around me trying to comfort me but he doesn't understand.
Aaron kisses my forehead lightly and slowly. I close my eyes and dig my head into his chest, "Lila I'm here for you" he says rubbing my back. I look up at him and try to give him a small smile but I can't. He notices my effort and grabs hold of my hands, he kisses one softly. "Let's go" He says pulling me up, I bite my lip and close my eyes. He leads me out of the room knowing I don't want to see it.
I sit on my bed with my knees up. "Skyla, talk to me" he whines, I clench my jaw "shut up!" I yell staring at the painting hanging on my wall.
Aaron's POV~
Sex scene~~
Skyla tells me to shut up but she doesn't mean it, she's just hurting. I keep my eyes on her, she stares at the painting on her wall like she's trying to figure it out. She notices me staring and looks at me, we stare at each other for a few minutes until I walk out of the room and to the kitchen without saying anything. I grab a glass and fill it with ice, I walk back to the room knowing this will either work or make things worse.
I walk into the room and she looks at me confused then at the glass. I grab a piece of ice and put it in my mouth, chewing on it and letting it melt. I pull my top off leaving it in the floor and I unzip my jeans. I kick my boots of them look at her, she's watching content. I put the glass of ice on her bedside table beside her and I climb on top of her. "Aaron" she whines but I ignore her and start to kiss her neck with my cold breath. I move to her face and cup her cheeks "Aaron" she whispers begging me to stop because otherwise she won't be able to control herself. Sex and pleasure are her only ways she escapes her problems and I know that for sure.
