Accidents Happen

Chapter 26

(Skylar's P.O.V)
I walk to the edge of the sidewalk, getting in the car and sitting quietly while they drive into LA. We get to the building and they park the car, looking at me.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Claire asks me.
"I'm sure. Let's just get it over with." I say opening my door and sliding from the Suburban. I follow Claire inside and to the elevator, staying quiet again. She steps off the elevator once the doors open and I follow her down the hall, knocking quietly on the door.
"Come in!" The voice says cheerfully. I open the door and smile slightly, stepping in and shutting the door behind us.
"Skylar. I wasn't expecting to see you here." My talent manager smiles at me.
"Yeah, I, uh, kinda wanted to ask you something." I say sitting in the chair.
"Of course. What's on your mind?" He asks, folding his hands on the desk in front of him.
"Is there a way I could wiggle out of this contract?" I ask, my voice breaking at the end.
"Skylar?" Claire asks me.
"It's what's best. I'll finish the movie but I want out." I say to her, making her frown slightly.
"I'll have to make a couple calls. Are you sure you want to do this?" He asks me.
"Yeah. I want things back to normal." I say quietly, sniffling slightly.
"I understand. Is everything okay?" He asks worriedly.
"It's just this huge mess and I want to make things better. That's all." I say, making him nod slowly.
"Okay. Let me make a phone call real quick." He says and I nod, leaning my head on my hand. He hangs the phone up and gets in the drawer, getting out a paper and grabbing a pen.
"If you ever change your mind and want to come back, all you have to do is pop in and you'll have a deal." He says and I nod, sitting up and taking the pen from him and signing my name along the line at the bottom. I hand the pen back and he tears my copy of the 'contract' off, handing it to me.
"I'm sorry to see you go. I hope everything turns out." He says, making me nod.
"I'll be sure to stay in touch." I say, standing up and shaking his hand gently. I turn to Claire and she opens her arms for me. I smile sadly and walk to her, hugging her tightly.
"Stay you. I'll see you soon, yeah?" She asks and I nod, pulling away and wiping my eyes.
"Can you call my mom, please?" I ask Jeff, making him nod as he sits down and dials my mom's number.
"I'll walk you out." Claire says to me. I nod and follow her out the door and down the hall, going back to the elevator. I lean against the wall, wishing all of this never would've happened.
"Are you okay?" Claire asks me as the elevator stops. I want to lie and say yes but I start to tear up again.
"No." I say quietly, shaking my head and wiping my eyes.
"Is it Ricky?" She asks and I nod, more tears rolling down my face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it worse." She says rubbing my back as we walk out to her car.
"It's not your fault. You were just trying to help." I say quietly, opening the passenger door and getting my bag, pulling it over my shoulder and getting my phone from the cup holder. I check my notifications, seeing missed calls from both Emery and Ricky. I decide to send them both a text, telling them to meet me at Venice beach. I get a reply from both and I turn back to Claire.
"Thank you for everything. I don't know if I'll ever work with you again, but I hope I do." I say hugging her tightly.
"Of course. Be safe out there. I know you'll be okay." She smiles, making me smile slightly. She gets in her car and I wave at her, watching her back out of the parking space and pull away from the building. I sigh and go out to the front of the building, sitting on the ground against the wall. My mom pulls up to the curb and I get up, grabbing my bag and getting in the car, pulling my belt on.
"I need to go to Venice." I say and she nods, driving to the beach. She finds somewhere to park and I get out.
"I'll be a while. You can head home if you want." I tell her, getting my bag and shutting the door. I walk down to the sand, taking my flip flops off and putting them in my bag.
"Sky?" Ricky's voice asks.
"Yeah." I say walking over to him. I see another figure walking towards us and Ricky looks up.
"What's he doing here?" He snaps, making me look at him.
"Stop." I say to him.
"Hey Skylar. Wait, why is he here?" Emery asks curiously.
"Because I need to talk to you and I figured it would be easier to do it when you were both in the same place." I say sighing. I put my bag down and they look at me.
"I need both of you to be quiet until I get done." I say and they both nod.
"I just got done in LA, at my agency. I had done a lot of thinking and I've decided that it's best for all of us, if I just walk away. I've agreed to finish my movie and then I'm done. It's my fault that you guys fight all time, I didn't want to come between you, but I did. Fame isn't for me right now. I can't deal with ruining the friendship between you two. Before I met you guys, I'm sure everything was normal and fine. I'm sorry I messed that up." I say, tearing up slightly.
"Sky." Ricky says softly.
"Ricky, I'm so sorry I messed up. I wanted it to go different and I'm really sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I understand if you're still mad at me or you don't want me to be around. I get it. I just thought I could try and be around you both." I sniffle, looking at him.
"Emery, I should've given you the chance to get to know me. I know you admit to what you did wrong and I appreciate that you apologized. I want to be friends with you, but only if you and Ricky work things out. I don't want to ruin your friendship anymore than I already have." I say and he looks at the ground, nodding slowly.
"You guys have been amazing and I hope you can work everything out." I say, hugging him tightly. He hugs me back and nods, letting go slowly.
"Can we have a minute, Em?" Ricky asks softly, making him nod as he walks up the hill back to the parking lot.
"I wanted to talk to you too." Ricky says quietly. I nod and he motions for me to follow him.
"So, about us." He says and I start to feel nervous. I cross my arms and walk along the shore with him.
"I'm sorry." I say, biting my lip, tears rolling down my face again.
"I'm not talking about that." He says softly, his green eyes staring at me.
"Sorry." I mutter, stopping and looking at him, wiping my eyes again.
"Don't apologize." He says softly.
"Sor- okay." I sniffle, looking past him.
"I've thought long and hard about this and I want to be with you." He says and my heart starts racing.
"Y-you do?" I ask crying again.
"But, I think we need to take a break for a while." He says and my heart drops, tears coming to my eyes, but I nod.
"Um, okay. I'm sorry." I say again and he nods.
"I know. I just think it's better that we take a few weeks or so to make things right again." He says and I nod again.
"W-what about prom?" I stutter, wiping my eyes.
"We'll go, as friends." He says and I nod, looking at the sand.
"I'm sorry, but this is what's best." He says and I nod, not being able to find anymore words. He kisses my forehead gently before walking away. I eventually give in, sitting in the sand and crying into my hands, realizing that I've screwed up big time.