16
" Sky would not approve of this D" Adrian mumbled as I took yet another puff of the cigarette I was having.
Since Skylar ran away from me, I haven't been able to think straight. She has a habit of taking over every single fibre of my mind, body and soul. Tobacco seemed to be the only viable solution right now. Especially with her refusing to talk to me.
But not like she would want to.
I keep picturing her scared in her little apartment. Of my of all people. Of the person who was supposed to protect her. I was supposed to bring her comfort, safety, someone who she could run to but this time I was the one that she was running away from.
"Shut the fuck up, Skylar doesn't fucking care what i am doing" I snapped back. My mood dropping at the mere mention of her name.
God, I have missed that sweet voice, her small hands tracing his shoulders as she spoke about something, anything.