"What do you mean?"
"Well one day I was in Barcalona and I met this guy."
"Who was he ?"
"I'm not sure I remenber going to his condo ..."
"And?"
"I rember him being sooo sweet"
(*quiet*)
"And then..."
"What did you do?"
(*mubling*)
"We hooked up"
"So was he my real dad?"
"Yes"
"Is he still alive?"
"Yes"
"Do you talk to him?"
"Every 2 weeks he checks up on me ... well I mean ..... us"
"Can I talk to him?"
"NO!!!!!"
"Why the heck not?"
"He is a bad man Sky"
"I don't care what he is you just KILLED the only man I had in my life who I acuatlly loved and then you tell me he wasn't even mine??"
"I already said that I am sorry"
"You will never be able to take this back"
(I stormed out)
"Honey wait!!"
"Don't honey me !"
"Skylar Marie wait!''
"Stop i HATE you , don't ever talk to me again you b****"
"Don't you dare walk out of this house"
"I don't even know who you are anymore !''
"don't use that kind of language with me young lady!"
"I'm leaving..."
A/N CLIFHANGER :-)
And also should I continue this story my freinds say yes but I want to here your guy's feedback :-)
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Chance
FantasyHey my name Skylar Hopkins i'm 17. read along to my adventure of romance , death and escaping. *i have been living in Roland Hills since i was born and i have never found out so much about myself until now. like comment follow
