Learning To Love The Fighter

Chapter 10

This is pretty much a rewrite of what I just wrote but a bunch of people couldn't read it and then it completely deleted on me, so I have to rewrite it! This chapter will be WAY different then the one I barely just uploaded, but it will be better!

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**Skylars POV**

Ugh...

What the hell happened?

Ow!!!

God I'm such a cry baby..

You can't blame me though!

Inside my head I felt as though my brain was pounding but it hurt like shit.

Any time I moved, my body had pains shoot through it, but I was laying on something soft and warm.

Memories from before I blacked out came rushing back to me and I got a little drizzly from it.

Where am i?

After gaining enough courage, I opened up my eyes and was met with darkness.

The only light in the room was from the window in the corner which also showed me that I was in my room at my house.

Thank God..

Slowly, I lifted myself up, hissing at the pain in my legs but stopped when I heard a groan.

"Sky?"

I looked around in the dark until my eyes landed on my sofa. "Nathaniel?"

"Yeah."

"What are you doing in here?" I asked, keeping an emotionless face no matter how hard it was.

"I- I was worried about you." He said.

"You weren't before I got taken. What changed your mind? In fact, I specifically remember you telling me that-"

"I know I messed up Skylar but I have an explanation." he said, sitting up but I held my hand up for him not to come to me.

"There is no explanation. You told me the truth and now we are over."

"Please Sky, just hear me out!"

"Why should I Nate?"

"Because I had a good reason!" He groaned.

"There is no food reason to play with my feelings and then keep hurting me!" I yelled, tears threatening to come out. "Please just get out."

"Skylar please." I begged.

"Out!" I glared.

He looked at me with so much hurt before nodding his rad and hanging his head low as he walked out of the room, shutting the door softly behind him.

So much for my headache..

I hung my head low just thinking about what just happened when I heard the door open again.

"I said get out Nathan." I growled, not looking up.

"He did."

I looked up and saw Bryson walking towards the bed with a sad smile.

"What are you doing up?"

"I heard you yelling and I wanted to check on you."

"Well I'm fine."

Lie.

Bryson gave me a disbelief look before shaking his head "How are you really Sky?"

"I told you, I'm fine." I gave a fake smile by he obviously didn't buy it.

"You know you can trust me right?" He asked.

"I know. I just don't want to talk about it." I sighed.

"That's understandable, I'm just trying to help."

"I know, thank you by the way." I smiled.

"You're welcome."

"Hey B?"

"Yes?"

"Did.. Did you know that Caleb was fighting with Nathaniel?" I asked.

"I heard him talking about him, by I didn't know that Nathan was the one he was talking about."

We sat in silence for a few minutes before be spoke again.

"I can't help but feel like this is all my fault. I hung out with you. He is my brother. You re my best friend, and he too you. It's all my fault." He said, his voice cracking at the end.

Me being the pregnant girl I am, it was much more difficult trying to climb over to him before pulling him into a hug.

"This is no ones fault but Caleb's. You did not control what he did or how he thinks. You are the best friend I've probably ever had and I know you had nothing to do with this so please don't blame yourself" I mumbled into his chest.

He sighed and wrapped his arms around my waist "I guess you're right but the thought still comes to me.."

"I know" I sighed "By the way.. What if Caleb finds me again? What happened to him?"

He cleared his throat and scratched his neck nervously, avoiding eye contact. "Caleb.. Well uh.. He passed away right before we got you."

"From what?" I gaped.

"He got shot." He shrugged.

I looked down at my lap with big eyes and nodded my head "That's sad."

Bryson gave me a disbelief look before his face turned into a scowl.

"That's sad? After everything he did to you, you feel bad for him?"

I shrunk back onto the bed "Im sorry I don't think anyone deserves to die whether they are bad or not."

He flinched at my words. "Im sorry Sky, I've gotten no sleep and have been worried sick about you. You know, my best friend was fighting for two lives for almost three weeks. I can't even imagine what you felt like."

"Thank you." I whispered, smiling up at his sincere face.

"You're welcome."

Bryson turned to leave the room but I grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

God I wasn't thinking.. You know what I did?

I brought my lips to his.