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chapter five; Skyla’s pov

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last update Huling Na-update: 2025-03-27 19:11:21

" I need you to run far away from here, far from here where he wouldn't find you, my life depends on your decision sky" My mom’s voice cuts through the still night, what was supposed to be her eyes were hollow holes staring deep into mine.

The sound of a gun being fired reverberating through the thin air.

Followed immediately by a sharp crack, I watched my mom’s body going limp in horror.

"Mom..... mom?" I screamed frantically, blindly reaching for her. Instead, the hollowed faces of the Andersons loomed before me. Their guttural growls sending bouts of fear trickling down my spine.

"Mom.... mom. ! I jolted awake with a scream, my whole body drenched with sweat. My hand swung out, knocking down the unfamiliar bedside lamp to the floor with a crash.

"Are you okay, Sky.... I heard screams. " Ed's voice rang from the staircase, the early morning sun flooding into the cramped room, pictures of Ed, and his family lined on the walls.

Groaning, i buried my head into the pillow, my chest taut with lingering fear. Tears burned the back of my eyes as last night's memory trickled in.

"Sky.....??

"I am okay, Ed, give me five minutes," I called out hoarsely, my head pounding from the drink I had yesterday, my red halter neck gown still on my body.

Shit, I didn’t shower last night, and I reeked of the club and regret.

"Take a shower and come down in five, Lunch will be ready in soon ?" He called out, the sound of something sizzling over the fire followed.

Scratching my hair in confusion, it probably looked like a bed nest.

"Uhm.. you mean breakfast, right?" I croaked rubbing my temples.

"You slept through the morning Sky, it is noon already?

"What?" I screeched, scrambling to find a towel. " Why didn't you wake me?

"You were knocked out Sky, the Towel is in the bathroom, Sky.... I got you toiletries they are on the nightstand"

Muttering a quick thanks, I grabbed the toiletries, making beeline for the bedroom, peeling my clothes halfway, a bad habit I was already used to.

The water was cool against my skin, washing me off every grime, but not the heaviness that seemed to enshroud me like a bleak blanket.

my 3c curls clung to my scalp soaked and tangled

The events of last night trickled into my head like a broken cassette, hot lone tears spilling down my face, which soon gave way to a full-blown sob.

Steve and Tanya's betrayal wedging its way into my heart as I tried to recall how my life had gotten to this. How I had managed to wreck my life.

I needed an outlet, needed to escape this damned life.

Needed to escape Xavier, but I was broke, so I couldn't exactly run away again, far from the earth like his father had suggested.

I had no idea how long I stayed in the bathroom crying my eyes out. Even though the water had gone cold, I still stayed there, curled onto the bathtub.

It was the soft chime of my phone that jolted me out of the daze I was in. My heart lurched, fear knotting in my stomach.

Ignoring the phone, I dried up quickly pulled on a loose sweatshirt and sweatpants from Ed's wardrobe, although they drowned me, I couldn't bring myself to care. Combing my hair was a battle I wasn't particularly ready for so I gave up, hurrying downstairs.

The dream still lingered, gathering fear at the corner of my chest.

I met Ed bunched over the chicken he was grilling, the sweet smell of grilled beef, roasted vegetables and quinoa wafting into my nostrils.

"Afternoon, Sky?" He greeted, expertly flipping the chicken. " You look like shit ?" He said with a chuckle, trying to ease the tension in the room.

"Thanks." I muttered, rolling my eyes

But the humour faded as I took deep breathes, bracing myself for the inevitable.

"I need to go to Cali Ed," I whispered, dreading his response.

He paused mid flip, a heavy sigh slipping past his lips.. " Not now, Sky.... your whole life is at stake with everything that has been going on, I can't let you go, "

I gulped inaudibly, fixing my gaze to the chicken that was sizzling on the grill, my voice taut with several emotions. " I am scared Ed........ I had a bad dream, I need to make sure she is okay.

"Hey.. Hey... deep breathes Sky" Ed ordered, holding my shoulders reassuringly as he tried to meet my gaze. " Your mom is fine, we can call her afterwards Sky, you need to stay here?

"No, I can't," I snapped, shrugging his hands away from me swiftly." Xavier is here. Who knows what his father would do to my mom. Disappear from the surface of the earth or kiss your family goodbye. Remember,

Ed let out a frustrated sigh, his attention back on the chicken he was grilling.

"You have to understand, Ed. I don't know how to leave with myself if something happens to my mom because of me. Please, Ed, " I pleaded desperately, tears clouding my vision

He rubbed his face shoulders tense. " DO you need me to pay for the trip? I can book your tickets for you now if you want?"

I shook my head "No, Ed... I have money stashed up somewhere. It was supposed to be for her treatment, but since she refused, I hadn't figured out what to do with the money yet." I whispered, finding my nails suddenly exciting.

"How much is it, Sky... enough to get you a good lawyer?

I let out a humourless laugh.

"No, just a few dollars, nothing much," I replied with a sigh, my whole body tingling with exhaustion.

"Keep your money, Sky. we have to save up now anyway. I would book you a flight from the money we made from the last book tour,"

A sharp pang of guilt twisted in my belly, I knew there was no money like that stashed anywhere because all the money we made from the book tour was in the account that was now empty. But, I couldn't bring myself to say anything.

"Thank you, Eddie," I said, my voice tight.

"For what, Sky?"

"For everything Ed, without you, I wouldn’t have known what to do,"

I stepped forward and hugged him from behind, basking in his warmth for a little while, his steady breath reminding me that I wasn't alone.

"Come on." He muttered, gently prying me off . "Eat up, you have a long day ahead of you today."

He murmured, dishing me a plate of the roasted vegetables, quinoa, and the grilled chicken breast.

"I already asked Mr Clark to get your things from your previous house. I turned the store room to yours already, so you are free to stay here as long as you want......."

I frowned shaking my head "No, Ed, I can't do that. When I get back, I will get a new house or stay in a motel or something."

" With what money sky? His tone left no room for argument. " Besides, I insist Sky, Mrs Clara would want that, and besides, I owe it to her to keep you safe, we are family, and we stick together?

And with that, he was gone, disappearing into the living room to book my flight, taking with him all his warmth.

And I was left to wallow In self pity, a small ache settling over my chest.

I didn’t know how much more of this I could take.

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    SkylaIt had been two uneventful days in Chicago, yet my encounter with Mr Anderson still played vividly in my mind like a broken tape stuck on repeat.I had thrown myself into helping out at the bakery, taking orders, making deliveries, and also trying out new desserts that we could add to the menu.It was the perfect distraction, the escape that I currently needed to take my mind away from the disaster my life had become in Manhattan. I was currently trying out a new peach cobbler recipe. Flipping through my grandma’s recipe while taking notes. The shrill ring of my phone made me jump with fear.I took a quick glance at the phone, but it was pointless. Almost all my apps and contacts had been deleted. The only contact I had saved was Ed’s, and my mom’s.I had been trolled during the first few days the scandal broke out, numerous strange numbers called just to cuss me out.

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  • The Perfect Revenge    Chapter three; Skyla’s pov

    It’s been three hours since my whole life went up in flames, three hours since I became homeless, bankrupt, and helplessThree hours since my breakup with Steve, three hours since my fallout with my best friend, and three hours since my encounter with him. The past darned hours have been the worst miserable hours of my life.I sat curled up on Ed's couch, my arms wrapped tightly around my knees. The ticking of the clock is a cruel reminder of how my life had crumbled in the span of a single evening.“I give you a day off, and in just three hours you’ve managed to wreck your whole life, career. Heck, you are the most talked about on the Internet. Sky, what the hell happened?” Ed yells, the veins on his forehead popping as he paces the length of his tiny apartment in frustration.The soft chime of his rickety dishwasher reverberates through the thin walls.I could hear the frustration in his words, I could even taste the anger at the tip of my tongue,

  • The Perfect Revenge    chapter two; Skyla’s pov

    “Welcome to Johnny’s” A loud voice boomed over the loud music the moment I stepped inside.I had no idea how I ended up here, ended up in a run-down bar at the heart of the city, but right now, I didn’t care. I needed thisI needed the Distraction.I stumbled towards the bar, my emotions haywire. “Something strong” I muttered, slumping unceremoniously onto the seat.The bar tender smirked as he grabbed a bottle. “Rough night?” his voice carried a warm teasing lilt, his sea blue eyes twinkling under the dim lit room.Sea blue eyes, just like Steve’s, I could feel another bout of tears threatening to spill. I hastily squeezed my eyes shut, inhaling an unhealthy amount of breath. I wasn’t going to think of him “Say something?”“Make it strong” I muttered, plastering a fake smile on my face. The loud thumping of the music made me feel queasy.He nodded, expertly mixing my drink. The rhythmic clinking of the ice against the glass was oddly soot

  • The Perfect Revenge    CHAPTER ONE ; Skyla’s POV

    It felt like my whole world was crumbling beneath me, drowning me in a sea of betrayal, lies, and deceit with absolutely no one to hold on to, not even my sanity.“Please tell me this is not true Tanya” I pleaded, my brown orbs wild with unshed tears, fear palpable in my raging heart. It couldn’t be right? I was imagining things, and it wasn’t true.“I am sorry, Sky, we didn’t mean to.” Tanya’s voice trembled, her words tearing me into pieces, and for a moment, I wished I had remained oblivious to the truth. My child hood best friend sat before me, the guilt coating her warm hazel orbs was enough to drown me in my misery. “I.. I...I don’t understand” I stammered, pulling at my hair in frustration. The rubber band that I had used to hold it in place came undone.I stared at her, my mouth wide open, praying this was one cruel joke. “ I don’t understand Tanya. Please tell me this is a joke, please..” I pleaded, my voice hoarse with unshed tears and disbelief.

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