Ross Lynch has bullied misunderstood Skylar Jones, for most of her life.
Yeah, yeah everyone is called Skylar these days.. When we all think we know the story of the fairy tale ending, 'they live happily ever after' Well no this is life, not Cinde...
"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage." — Lao Tzu
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Picture: Morning hugs
Video: Hotline Bling (Cover) by Yuna
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Skylar's POV
I walked off the bed with tears still in my eyes and I grabbed my glasses from the night stand and I walked into a guest room. I lied there in the cold, soft bed sheets. I took my glasses off and cuddled up in the sheets. I heard a bang on the wall coming from mine and Ross' room., but I shrugged it off. The rain outside echoed throughout the room forming a fast beat that was never the same... And me? Well the rain made me feel alone... So that's was a familiar feeling to have back.
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I lied there twiddling my thumbs staring at the light blue wall. My head was pounding from all that crying so I closed my eyes shut to block any light coming through... Soon did I know I was asleep
-Morning-
I looked at the clock and it said 7.21am on it. I groaned and turned back to look at the all too familiar wall. I tried to close my eyes and hope sleep would take me away but it was no use.. It was still raining and as much as I told myself not to concentrate on the sound, I couldn't! I got up and my eyes trances I was in a different room.. I grabbed my glasses and tip toed into our room to see Ross sleeping.His arm was spread out onto my side, I couldn't help but smile slightly at the way he missed me but my happy thoughts where soon replaced by last nights memories. "No wonder your dad left" Ross' voice rang through my head. I started to feel tears form but I shook the memory away and carried on with my life.
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I carried on slowly tip toeing into my bathroom. I took a shower and put on my 3/4 denim shorts and a white crop top that said 'lovable' in red writing with ankle socks and red toms, with a jacket over it. I left my hair in its wavy blonde state and began to moisturise my legs with some lotion. I sat on the side of our bed quietly near the pillows with my back facing Ross. If I moved a cm back his hands will have touched me.I leaned down a slight and covered my legs in lotion then came back up to feel and hear ruffling of sheets. I panicked I didn't want him to see me, I waited a few seconds thinking he was just going to move around but when he sat up sleepy, I got underneath the bed in a panicked moment. It was silent. Only the squeak of the bed. And all of a sudden.
