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Chapter 10

[SKY]

Me: Hey nothing, honestly I’m kinda scared.

Nothing: Where are you?

Me: In front of his house

Me: Holy shit that bitch got BMW

Me: Is it his car?

Nothing: Yeah.

Me: I’m gonna destroy it for real

Nothing: What are you waiting for? Do it

Me: Do you think I should scratch it or scribbled it with sharpie?

Nothing: Do it both so he’ll get double fucked up

Me: That’s so mean

Nothing: It’s nothing compares to what he did to you

Nothing: JUST DO IT SRSLY

Nothing: get out of the damn car now srsly

Me: don’t tell me what to do srsly

Nothing: fine srsly

Nothing: you go babe seriously

Me: SHUT UP SRSLY

I hop out of my car and make my way up the porch. All the lights are off, with a silence prayer I hope they’re all asleep. I dig the two equipment out of my pocket and battling with my mind whether to use the pocket knife or the set of sharpie.

I pick the sharpie as a final decision for god sake I’m not gonna destroy precious things, I mean this car cost triple times than my house.

I pick the black color pen I swear my body shakes to death when I wrote the first word.

“Sky?” Oh shit, I’m going to jail. Please at least give me a chance to meet Luke Hemmings.

I see Alex standing at the end of the driveway.

“What are you doing here?” I set the pen down on the hood.

“I came to see Kyle,” he raises an eyebrow.

“What about you?” I shrug and his gaze caught the set of permanent marker.

After the moment, his mouth forms a frown. “Oh ’Douche bag?you’re gonna write it all over his car?” Shit he’s totally gonna tell Kyle about this.

“Er.. It was a friend idea,” I mumble. “Please don’t tell-”

“I won’t, I promise,” Okay that was weird.

“It seems fun can I help?” Really? I though he’s your best friend.

“Sure,” I simply respond and he grabs the dark blue pen and start writing.

“I guess you liked him, huh?” He says while his eyes focusing on whatever he wrote.

“Yeah,” I sigh. “Actually, not really,”

I stop for a while and watch Alex with his writing skills on the car.

“To be honest, I’ve lost interest in him after what he did,"

“Now I feel like shit for wasting my whole time waiting for him to like me, till I couldn’t differentiate between someone who truly likes me and someone who’s just a pain in the ass,” I spoke softly.

“I shouldn’t be dating someone who barely knew me ever again.”

“You deserve someone better Sky,” he smiles. “I think lots of nice guy out there is waiting for your attention,”

“I’m still really ticked off at you Follese,”

“Because of the mall incident?” he says and glancing at me for a while.

“Yeah, but it’s more than that,” I say.

“People around you and you’re personality are so mean,”

“I mean other that right now, you’ve never exactly been nice to me ever since the start,”

“I haven’t been anything to you Sky. I don’t think I’ve ever bullying you.”

Alex smiles and shakes his head.

“I know you never bullied me it’s just.. I don’t know what to say,”

“You’re so innocent, Thomson. You always have been.”

“I’m quite badass actually.” Alex doesn’t say anything he just shakes his head and continue his writing.

After about fifteen minutes we’re finally done and the whole body of the BMW is fully painted with colorful words and seems like a new artwork to me. Alex and I take a step back from the car and just stare at it.

“Thanks for helping me,” I finally spoke. It makes me feel better not to do it alone.”

“I agree with you a hundred percent on what he did was wrong,” Alex suddenly puts his hand on my shoulder.

“You deserve better. You’ve been hurt too much,” he adds.

“You don’t know anything about me being hurt,”

“You may think I’m a horrible person, but I saw what happened when Ashton died. You fell apart and I know you’re in a better place and to have somebody come in and try to hurt you is inexcusable.”

When he mention about my brother I nearly break down into tears. I don’t know deep inside me I don’t believe the rumors that he committed suicide I know my brother too well he’d never gave up in his life and he was always a happy boy. He’s the rays of sunshine in our family the ones who always gives us happiness but everything fades away after one Halloween night where Ashton went to a party and we were reported a news where the police found his lifeless body lying over the cliff on the next day.

“I miss him so much,” I sigh.

“He didn’t committed suicide I know it’s just a rumors and it’s not true and he will never do that.” I can feel my eyes watering, but I just breathe and try to stop myself from crying.

“I know, Sky. I didn’t believe it either and I know there’s something wrong with his death. It could be someone wants him to die.”

“I thought the same but no one believes me,” Alex runs his hand up and down my back as I wipe the tears away from my eyes. I never pictured Alex to be somebody who was a really good listener.

After a few minutes of sniffles and Alex rubbing my back, I straighten my back and check the time – 10:15pm

“It’s late I have to get home,” I put my phone back in my pocket.

“Bye Alex,”

“Bye Skyar,”

I walk back to my car and set the tape down in the passenger seat. How is it possible Alex Follese helped me and being nice.

Me: I nearly lost my shit when Alex was here

Me: guess what?

Me: he JUST BEING EXTREMELY NICE AND HE HELPED ME

Me: he said he agreed with me, I’m confused

Me: tf is going on????

Me: Alex being nice?

Nothing: Slow down shocker

Nothing: I’ve only been SAYING THAT SINCE THE BEGINNING

Nothing: I told you he’s cool and I’m glad he helped you out.

Me: I feel much better :)

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