Outlaws

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Mark

I was in my room and for once it was quiet. I missed the noise that always ran though my house. I sat on my bed and ran my hand over the messy sheets and felt her there. It sounds weird but it's true, I could still imagine her there on the bed smiling as big as she could. I laid in the sheets and snuggled my head into the covers, but I could smell her perfume. The sweet smell of Victoria secret love spell body spray. I miss her already. That's weird I know the exact brand of her perfume or body spray, whatever they call it.

I get up from the bed and walk into my restroom. I go to the sink and turn on the cold water, I cup my hands together and splash the water in my face. I rub my face in frustration and turn off the water. I look at myself in the mirror and instantly I see Skye.

The image of her in my head are of her smiling and waving to me. I get out of the thought and back up into my shower stall. I started to panic for some reason. I walk around my bathroom and rub my face, just trying to relax my mind. I finally calm down and sit down on the floor of my own bathroom. I thought about it for a bit and I just sat there.

I didn't feel like moving from that one spot. I felt kind of empty, I was lonely. I missed her a lot.

Skye

I kept driving, I knew this was the right thing for me to do right now. I just needed to get away. I didn't know how long, but I knew I needed to get away. I turned on my radio and the song that comes on is a very unfamiliar song, but it was pretty.

"Love love love is my crime.
So baby come catch me and let's do the time.

I think we might be outlaws.
I think I might be in love.
'Cause I'm all out of reasons,
like seasons,
Winter, summer, fall
they're all washed up.
If you're still way over there,
maybe slide on in by my side,
'Cause I'm just an outlaw,
wanted if you want me.
I love you everyday and every night."

I loved the way this song flowed together, it kept a small story. It was nice and warming. It kind of reminded me of us.

The reason is because when I wasn't wanted I was wanted by Mark, he wanted me just for me. When we met it felt different to look at him, I could feel the connection between us. I wonder if he felt it too? We were like outlaws, wanted.

"Lock me up for good,
Right here in your arms.
You vandalize my neighbourhood,
with your piercing eyes
and devilish charm.
Love love love is my crime.
So baby, come catch me and let's do the time."

I started to cry, I press my fingers against my cheeks and wipe away the salty tears. I kept saying to myself that I was doing this, I made this choice. I knew what I was doing, but was it the right thing to do? I don't know.

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Mark

It's July 23, and I'm going to comic con in San Diego. It's only been a few days since Skye left, and I haven't been myself. I haven't been recording that much and it just feels like I'm slipping. Hopefully being at comic con can help me get back to who I was before.

I was in the car, getting to the convention center, and I couldn't help but look down at my phone. I open my phone and I go to my photos.

All of them were mostly me and Skye. We took a lot of pictures together when she was here with me and before she left I took a picture of her being her beautiful self. I looked at it for awhile and decided to set her picture as my wallpaper on my phone. This will be the only way I could see her everyday. Jacob broke her phone and I don't have her Skype so I don't have any contact with her. I wouldn't even know if she is ever coming back, I wouldn't even know if she is okay.