Coffee, Love & Family

Ch. 1

The train ride was a bit long and it took about two hours. Luckily Skylar brought along a few of his books to read. As he sat there, he had both girls and guys come up to him and try to speak with him. Once they noticed that he was not the lest bit interested, they would get up and go back to their own seat. Shaking his head from the last guy that came over, he turned back to his book only to see a couple of men sit down next to and in front of him. Looking up, Skylar noticed a tall man sitting next to him, hands folded in his lap, looking straight ahead. Skylar slowly turned his head to look in front of him, only to find another male sitting there leaning against the window with his left elbow propped up and his fist resting against his cheek.

''Did you leave him'' the male in front of him asked softly as he kept looking out the window.

Skylar frowned his brows confused ''Excuse me?''

The male finally turned his head to look at him and pointed to Skylar's eye ''The boyfriend that hit you'' he spoke again ''Did you leave him?''

''H...How did you know'' Skylar asked.

''A few hours ago we met outside a coffee shop'' the man smiled as he turned to look back out the window.

Skylar jumped when he noticed what the man said ''Oh'' he said softly as he leaned back into his seat and placed his book on his lap ''Yes, I did leave him. Though he begged me to stay till he got home from school.''

''And yet you still left'' the man chuckled a bit ''Smart move.''

Skylar nodded as he too turned and looked out the window ''So where are you headed'' the man next to him finally asked.

''Home'' Skylar said looking at him through the window ''I'm finally going home.''

After sometime, Skylar had laid his head against the window, book still in his lap, and closed his eyes. He had fallen asleep not noticing that the two men had left him all alone again. It wasn't till Skylar felt the train jolt to a stop and a voice came through on the intercom, that he finally woke up. He let out a soft yawn and shoved his book back into his bag. He put his backpack on then picked up the other two bags and started to walk off the train. The moment he stepped off the train, he couldn't believe he was so close to being home.

It would still take at least another hour to reach his parents house by car. Walking out of the train station, he grabbed a cab and told the driver the address. As they drove along, Skylar couldn't help but smile. Being home never felt better. Soon they passed by the mall, he, Ryan and their friends hung out. They then passed by the old high school he went to with Ryan. Passing by all these places reminded Skylar of the fun times he shared with Ryan and everyone else. Looking away, Skylar let out a soft sigh as he closed his eyes. Yes, he left Ryan and he was happy about it, but they had good times as well.

''We are here'' the driver said as he pulled up against the crib in front of a two story Victorian style house that was covered in vines.

Skylar paid the drive after he got out and got his bags from the trunk. He was left standing there alone as the cab drove off. He took in a deep breath as he bent over and picked his bags up, then started to walk towards the gate in front of the house. The house wasn't small at all, but it wasn't very large either. The house itself could fit a family of five or maybe six. It had five bedrooms. Three of the rooms had their own bathroom while the other two shared a Jack-n-Jill bathroom. Since it was only him and his parents, the two rooms that shared a bathroom were turned into a guest room on one side and an office on the other.

Looking in the driveway, Skylar could tell that neither his mom nor dad was home. He let out a sigh and shook his head as he reached up above the door, where they had placed an extra key. He pulled the key down and placed it inside the lock then turned the knob. The moment he walked in the door, he couldn't help but smile only to see things haven't changed. He used his foot to shut the door then made his way up to his room on the second floor. He stopped just right outside his bedroom door. The last time he had slept here was a week before he moved into the apartment with Ryan.