LOUISIANA SKY (COMPLETE)

16. June 14

SKY POV

I hastily park in the back of Devereux's and grab all my belongings that I threw into the passenger seat.

Tumbler. Purse. Phone. Coffee. Sweater. Apron.

I stick my phone into my mouth and pile the rest of my belongings into my arms as I sling my purse over my shoulder. I run through the back room as fast as I can until I drop my tumbler and it rolls all the way to the main bar area. I stumble over trying to reach for it when I run into Lisa.

"Whoaaaaa, ya look like ya need some help!", she says as she picks up my tumbler and takes the phone out of my mouth.

"Thanks", I'm out of breath as I look to Lisa and she gives me a small smile. I realize I haven't seen her since our argument. I felt terrible about running off on her the way I did and I felt even worse that I'd basically forgotten about it because of everything that had happened the past weekend. We both look at each other, waiting for the other to say something.

"Listen, Lisa", I start. "I'm really sorry I left like that. I shouldn't have gotten so angry". I place my things down on the counter and take the stuff out of Lisa's hands.

She sighs. "No, Sky. I'm the one that should be sorry. I shouldn't have brought up your mom, that was messed up of me to do that. Sky, you're my best friend. I just wanted you to be happy, that's all".

"Awe, Lis!", I wrap my arms around her. "I know you do... you don't have to apologize". I pull back to look at her face. "You were right. You were right about everything".

And I meant it. Lisa was there to console me when I found out about my mom's accident, she was there when I buried her, and she'd gone through all the stages of my life. She supported me when I didn't decided not to go to college and she was here now. I felt so terrible for pushing away the only friend I'd ever had all because I couldn't face my own truth. Are we still friends?"

"Of course we're still friends, Dumbass. Can't get rid of me that easily, you know that", she winks.

We have ten minutes until we open and we use that time to catch up on everything that happened. I told her about Dallas... and Henny. Needless to say, she was livid and I was scared that I was going to find Henny somewhere in the bayou the way she was talking. After I calmed her down, she mentioned Dallas.

"So, Dallas?", she wiggles her eyebrows at me. I can't help but laugh, she was too much.

"What can I say, he's growin' on me", I smile. Dallas really had shown me a different side of him the past few days. When I met him, he was a complete jackass. He was rude and arrogant and mysterious. But he was also funny and smart and kind... and still mysterious. I couldn't help but revert to that awful night. I replayed his words in my head.

You're an alcoholic. I know what it feels like.

Dallas has always left me in a trail of confusion and this was no different. I've gotten to know a lot of things about him, but I still had a nagging feeling that there was more to his story than he led on. But we were in a really good place right now and I didn't want to pry into something that could possibly ruin it. I just prayed that he'd eventually confide in me in his own time.

Devereux's was open for business. It was the height of the firefly season and it was just a never ending save of tourists. I'm at my rightful place behind the bar when I see Dallas lookin' handsome as ever walk in with some friends. I catch a glimpse of Charlie through the doorway and he just ignores me.

"I didn't know you hung out with my ex boyfriend", I laugh.

"Uh, yeah", he chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. "Let's just say he was a stray cat that needed a home". I shake my head and laugh as I pop own a few beers.