No Such Thing | ✓

Ch.10 | Sketchy

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I woke up the next morning in a sour mood.

Why did my dad have to call my mom and ruin our evening? He hasn't wanted anything to do with us since he left, and yet here he is... trying to reach out.

Well no, I'm sorry, but I will not just accept it and pretend to be happy.

What he did has hurt not only me, but my mom. I listened to her cry herself to sleep for countless nights after he first left, and I will not allow him to hurt her any more than he already has.

Because it hurts you too, Skylar.

Shut up, sub-conscious.

I throw on a pair of black skinny jeans with a tank top, followed by my red cardigan and black sandals. I brush my wavy hair out and leave it down around my shoulders.

I grab my cellphone and head downstairs.

"Morning sweetie!" My mom chirps while handing me an already made, cup of coffee.

"You're in a good mood this morning." I furrow my eyebrows.

"Why not be?" She smiles.

"Mom... I know what you're doing..." I sigh.

She shrugs me away and grabs the waffles from the toaster before wrapping them in a napkin and handing them to me.

"You need to eat some breakfast. Take it with you." She smirks.

"Thanks." I wave. "See you later."

"Actually, I'm working the night shift tonight, so you won't. Have a good day Sky." My mom chirps yet again, and I roll my eyes as I shut the front door behind me.

I know what she is doing. She is pretending that everything is a little too good, so she doesn't think about my dad or the fact that he didn't give a care in the world about her when he called yesterday. She was like this at the beginning. She would work incredibly long hours every single night, even if it completely drained her of all energy.

When I was little, my Aunt on my mom's side would come over and spend the nights with me while my mom worked. She has since moved to another state once I was old enough to take care of myself at night while my mom is gone. I do miss her, but we call each other every now and then.

Once I walked down my driveway to my car, I heard a rumble of an engine coming down the road. I looked up and rolled my eyes at the sight of James' truck.

Once he stopped beside the curb, he rolled his window down.

"Morning Sky. Ride?" He raises an eyebrow.

A small, very small, portion of me wanted to say yes and hop right in.

"No sorry, I'm just going to drive myself today that way I don't need a ride home after." I lie, and turn to get inside of my car without letting him reply.

He eventually pulled away from the curb and headed toward school, so I waited a couple of minutes and then pulled out of my driveway.

Once I made it to school, I found a parking space sort of close to the front and parked.

I grabbed my bag and got out of my car, shutting the door with slight force.

I looked around for Abby and Lena and spotted them sitting at one of the picnic tables.