Tommy's POV
Skye was obviously a runner. I could tell she was upset about something, but I didn’t know what. “Skye, please! I need to talk to you!!” Skye slowed a bit but didn’t stop. I finally caught up to her and grabbed her arm. “Skye, please. I’m just here to talk with you.” “Leave me alone-” “Skye. Your acting different! I don’t like it.” I heard her struggling to breathe. I wrapped her in a hug. “Its all my fault...” I glanced at my comn, which wouldn’t stop going off for some reason. It was Tubbo. I sighed. “What is?” I asked. She didn’t reply, she just went silent. I was used to the outgoing side of Skye, not the scared and nervous side. ” E- everything.” I noticed the falter in her voice but didn’t ask questions. I held Skye as close as I could and she started to cry. “I’m so sorry Tommy... Its my fault isn’t it??” “No, Its not. Trust me on this. It is’t your fault. ” She smiled weakly. “Thanks...” “Yep...” I smiled. “I’m glad your ok. I was worried for you...” I said, trying to comfort her. “You don’t understand.” She said, upset. “Skye I’m here to listen, you just have to talk to me.” “I’m sorry. I guess I’m just overwhelmed, is all.” I nodded. “I feel you.” I said. She hugged me back and I could feel her shaking. “Thank you... For Everything.” “Its no problem. If I had to I would do it all again, Alright?” She nodded, smiling. “Why don’t we head back?” I said after she yawned. “Yea that would be good...” I smiled. “Alright. We should get going if we want to make it home before night.” We quickly got back.
