Chapter 1
Skylar’s P.O.V.
“Mom?” I called. “Yeah?” she answered from somewhere in the house. “Can you come here I need to talk to you about something.” I replied to her. “What do you need honey?” she asked sweetly. “Now that I’m 17 I’m sure about what I’m about to tell you.” I said. “You can tell me anything. What’s on your mind?.” she asked. “I’m lesbian.” I told her. “What?” she asked anger in her eyes. “I’m lesbian.” “Get out of my house. You can get your stuff tomorrow when I’m at work!” she yelled at me.
“Mom why?” I yelled back. “I will not have a gay in my home. It’s a sin. Now leave or I will call the cops.” she told me. Quickly I grabbed my phone purse and slipped on my maroon vans. “Fuck you!” I spat. I ran downstairs and out the door. I grabbed my skateboard that was by the door and skated to my best friends house.
I knocked on the door and Nick opened the door. “What’s wrong princess?” he asked me. “I told her and she kicked me out.” I sobbed into his chest. “You can stay here as long as you need.” he told me guiding me inside. I sat down on the couch and he went into the kitchen. I calmed down and Nick brought me a beer. “I know I can get arrested for giving alcohol to a minor, but you look like you need it.” he smiled.
“You’re the coolest twenty-two year old I know.” I smiled taking a swig of the beer. “What’s your plan princess?” he asked me taking a sip of his own beer. “I’m gonna call my brother and see if I can live with him in LA he told me I’m always welcome and we need to spend some time together.” I said to him. “That sounds great but I’m gonna miss you.” he frowned. “No you are definitely gonna live with me in LA once I get my shit together. I love you way too much to leave you forever.” I smiled at him.
“Good,” he laughed “Tomorrow we’ll get your stuff and figure everything out. But right now you look like you need some sleep so go get some rest.” he said to me. “Okay thank you so much I know I can always count on you.” I said hugging him. “I will always be here for you princess.” he said kissing me on the forehead. “Sweet dreams.” he said to me as I was walking up the stairs. “Sweet dreams.” I called to him.
