I decided not to go to school today my heart aches so badly. I was curled up in my blankets sitting alone in my house. I'm alone again. I didn't call Myra or Clint, I didn't feel like talking to anyone. I didn't want to ruin anyone's day because of my current mood.

My phone was dead so I wasn't getting any notifications, I just felt dead inside. Was he right? Was I really just an attention whore? Did I really sound annoying? Why does everyone I love leave me? I'm so messed up, next thing I'll know Myra or Clint will
be gone and I will completely be destroyed.

Cole's POV

I punched my truck door splitting my knuckles open but I didn't care. Why the fuck did I say that? I'm so fucking stupid. I wanted to go back and apologize immediately but I needed to cool off first, I will call her immediately once I get my shit together. I'm such an awful boyfriend. The look on her face when I said those things, crushed me.

She probably hates me now, way to go Cole. I drove home and went inside slamming the door shut. I was in such a bad mood because my father was texting me, wanting to talk, that he was getting his shit together but I didn't care. He was only there for me when mom was alive that was it. Then he abandoned me and used women for his own needs, all on top of becoming a raging alcoholic and drug addict.

He told me he was going to therapy and rehab but wanted to apologize to me first. I shouldn't have taken my frustrations out on Skye. That was so wrong of me. How does that make me better than him, I don't want to turn out to be the same type of man my father was. When I read his texts a fury just came over me and I fucking took it out on her.

I tried calling her a few times but it was ringing to voicemail. I sent her a few texts asking if we could talk but she never responded. It didn't even say she read them. I would give her until tomorrow before I go and check on her. What I said was so wrong and I need to explain myself before we lose what we have going right now.

I went to bed but had a feeling I wasn't going to get much sleep I was just so fucking worried about her and if she would forgive me or not.

My alarm woke me. I cursed at the damn machine before quickly getting dressed and calling her a few more times. Still no answer.

I drove to school having a feeling she probably didn't want to be stuck in a car with the biggest idiot on this planet at the moment.

I pulled into my usual parking spot before hurrying out. I rushed into the building and looked for Myra and Clint. She probably told them how big of a jerk I am and then I might be able to talk with her.

"Myra! Clint!" I called hurrying over to them.

"Hey Cole, whats up? Where is Skye?" Asked Myra.

"She's not here?" I asked confused.

"Have you guys talked to her since yesterday?" I asked confused.

"No why? Did something happen?" Asked Clint.

"I screwed up, I said some things I shouldn't have said and I'm scared I destroyed our relationship." I sighed rubbing my temples.

The day went on excruciatingly slow. When lunch came around I sat with Myra and Clint and by now they were worried. She wasn't answering any of their texts or calls either.

"I'm going to go to her house now. Screw fucking school." I walked out of the cafeteria and made my way to the parking lot. I hopped into my truck and sped to her house. I jumped out and began knocking on her door.

No one answered.

"Skye! It's me, Cole! Can you open the door?" I called.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean any of what I said, can you open the door so we can talk?" I asked. I heard the door click open and the scene before me broke my heart. Her eyes were all read and puffy, she was wearing one of
Her sweatshirts, not mine. She had huge bags under her eyes, she didn't look like she slept at all.

"Red head... I'm so sorry, I didn't mean any of what I said yesterday, I got a text from my father. I'll show you okay?" I asked her. She nodded, not saying anything. I went into my messages and handed her my phone. She read them and frowned.

"Is this what it's going to be like every time you get a text that you don't like?" She asked quietly.

"I'm so sorry, I won't let my anger get the best of me like that ever again. What I said meant nothing, none of that was true." I frowned.

"I thought about what you said and most of it was true. I am annoying and cause too many people problems. I lose everyone I care about so maybe you would be better off without me." She frowned a tear running down her cheek.

"I love you. I don't want to ever hear you talk about yourself like that. You are fucking perfect and you will never lose me, I will always be here for you, look at Myra and Clint they will always be there for you."

"That probably ties into the whole attention whore thing." She mumbled.

"I don't want to talk to anyone because, like you said they might see me that way too." She cried.

"Stop it Skye. I don't see you that way. I think you are amazing." It hurt to see the woman I loved so much to be falling apart right in front of me. Because of me.

Sobs racked her body as she tried to get her breathing under control.

I pulled her into my chest. Her small body shaking as tears flooded down her cheeks.

"I'll lose you. I don't want to lose you. You can't be close to me anymore, I don't want to lose you." I think she was having a panic attack.

I led her to the couch and walked into the kitchen getting her a cup of water. When I got back in the living room she was rocking back and forth with her eyes closed mumbling about how she loses everyone.

I pulled out my phone and immediately dialed Claire's number,

"Hello."

"Claire, I think Skye is having a panic attack. I don't know what to do."

"I'm on my way. Keep talking to her, keep her on one subject."

We hung up and I tried to get her attention but she was so out of it. She was breathing rapidly scratching at her arms.

"Lets talk about the first day we met okay? Remember when we crashed into each other in the hallway." She was still shaking and breathing heavily. A few minutes passed and Claire shot through the door. She hurried over and knelt in front of Skye.

"Kiddo look at me." She spoke putting her hand on Skye's arm.

"Look at me:" She spoke softly.

"No. People can't think I am desperate for attention , no." She cried. I'm such an idiot.

"We might need to take her to the hospital." Claire Frowned.

Skye's hands were shaking.

I picked her up and held her on my lap for a few minutes.

"Baby, it's okay, in and out." I told her while running my fingers through her hair.

"Just breathe. Forget about everything I said yesterday I was being an idiot." I frowned.

An hour passed and she finally was calmed down and was taking a nap. I fucking hate myself for what I did to her.

A/N

Sorry these past few chapters have taken a more emotional turn, I hope you guys liked it and please please please vote if you guys like it, if really means a lot.