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@fckingskylar
Jake laughed and shook his head as he followed her, rolling his eyes playfully. “I’ve lived out of the same trunk for nine years, sweetheart. Three bags isn’t impressive to me,” he told her.
“What are you? A hobo?” She retorted playfully, coming to a stop in front of her room. Twisting the knob, she pushed open the door and stepped inside. “You can put them anywhere.” She instructed with a careless wave of her hand, too busy examining her new room.
He’d gotten in a few days ago, and in currently engaged in a shouting match over the phone. The words are in Italian, but the tone is clear. Anger.He hangs up and turns to face the person in the doorway, “What the fuck is your problem?”
Naturally as Skylar heard shouting, she had made it her mission to find the source, and once she had, she stood in the doorway with an arched eyebrow aimed towards the male who just so happened to be yelling in another language. She remained quiet, and only spoke when his attention was diverted towards her. “It doesn’t look like I’m the one with a problem here.” She retorted with a flat chuckle.
Denny let out a slight chuckle and nodded his head once. “I suppose that makes more sense,” He replied, making his way up the stairs towards the bedrooms. “It’s great to meet you, Skylar. I’m Denny.”
Following close behind the male, she lifted the bag onto her shoulder and peered down at the piece of paper with her room information on it. “Likewise, Denny. Now, my room should be around here...” She trailed off with furrowed brows, looking between the paper and the passing room numbers. “Oh, there!” She suddenly said, gesturing to the door they were approaching. Twisting the handle, she pushed open the door and stepped inside, gazing around as she dropped the bag to the ground. “You can put them with that one.” She said over her shoulder, distracted by assessing her new room.
Ella nodded, setting down the bags. “Sounds good,” she smiled. “This is Gabrielle.”
“She’s so cute!” Skylar exclaimed in a soft voice so as not to startle the baby. “Oh, I cannot wait to have her here with us all. She will be a soft sight for sore eyes.”
“I’m Jake,” he grinned at her brightly, laughing a little. “And I’m not some poor sucker. I’m just a guy who likes helping people out.” He adjusted the bags on his shoulders and tilted his head a little, “Why do girls always have so many bags?”
Chuckling, Skylar merely shrugged to settle the matter. Coming upon the landing and going in the direction she assumed, or rather hoped her room was, she continued speaking over her shoulder. “Three isn’t even that bad. I think I packed light.”
“Trying to… I… I just…” He thought the hardest part would be fighting the urge to wrap her in his arms again. Or maybe trying not to get mad at himself. Never did he think the hardest part would be trying to get out a full, coherent sentence. He couldn’t breathe right, couldn’t think straight… Was because she was here? Or was it because, somehow, she still had that effect on him, even after all those years? He wasn’t quite sure, and he honestly didn’t care. He should be angry. Hurt. Confused. Anything other than still in love. But despite all the lies and pain, he just couldn’t help it. “Damnit,” he sighed, eyes going to the ground, hoping that would clear his head. It did. “I could ask you the same thing, y’know,” he finally got out, gaze raising to meet hers again.
Skylar held her breath as she waited for what he would say to her. She stood stiff, waiting for a string of angry curses, for names and accusations that she more than deserved, but none came. In fact what did come, left her confused. “Right.” She murmured, once he had managed to form a proper sentence. Of course he had every right to wonder the same thing, and was probably as confused as she. But frankly, she didn’t have an answer she wanted to give him. Out of the two of them, he deserved to be there more than she. “I’ve got to go now.” She suddenly rushed out, hastily grabbing her bags and brushed past him with her head ducked down.
Doing his best to watch the ground so he didn’t trip, and try to see over the boxes of books and other personal things in his arms, Ethan came to a stop in the general area of the voice he’d heard- or thought he’d heard, at least. The music blaring out of the single earbud in his ear obstructed his hearing. “If you can wait a minute, I’ll drop my stuff in my room and come back down to help,” he told her, peering around the side of the stack of boxes. When he saw who he was taking to, his eyes widened, and he came damn close to dropping the boxes. “Hoooooly. Shit.”
Skylar was exhausted from having to lug around those three overly stuffed bags around with her from Australia, through both of her lay overs, and all the way around Verona. At this point, she just wanted someone to take them from her so she could jump onto the bed she knew was waiting for her in her new room. Hearing someone approaching, she turned around with a sigh of relief, only for her breath to get stuck in her throat. He could not be here. Not where she had come to get away from the mere memory of him. Yet there he stood, completely oblivious of her for several moments. And when he saw her, she knew her presence had the same effect on him, though perhaps for different reasons. She was terrified of him at this point, while he probably couldn’t stand the sight of her. All she could do was stand in complete shock, her brain suddenly fogged as she tried to come to terms with his arrival. “What are you doing here?” Was all that came from her, her voice a meek whisper as she took a self conscious step back.
I can’t feel my face when i’m with you, but i love it
“Lead the way and I’ll follow,” Jake grinned at her, using his head to gesture towards the stairs. “Though I would like the name of the pretty lady I’m helping. I figure I’ve earned that much.”
Nodding, Skylar began making her way up the stairs, keeping a slow enough pace for him to keep up. “I’m Skylar.” She said with a faint grin, looking at him from over her shoulder. “And what is the name of the poor sucker I roped into carrying my bags, but am completely thankful for?” She teased, her grin growing.
“Only three, huh? Well, you either travel light or my sister lied when she swore every woman needed at least 5 filled to the brim bags whenever she went away,” Denny remarked as he snapped up two of the bags.
Turning her attention to the male, she gave a grin as she shrugged. “This was all I needed. I was travelling alone, so I figured I wouldn’t be able to get around with 5 bags.” She responded. “I’m Skylar by the way, and thank you.” She continued, picking up the remaining bag.
“I was wondering the same thing,” Ella looked at the blonde, trying to balance the baby in one arm and the several bags between the two.
Skylar’s attention was immediately drawn to the baby in the female’s arms, and her features softened as she examined the two. “Well, I say we wait for willing men to help us.” She said with a teasing smile. “Who’s this little one?” She cooed down to the baby.
“Well, a please would be nice first,” Jake commented, raising an eyebrow as he nevertheless bent down and scooped up the blonde’s bags. “I haven’t the faintest idea where anything is, but I’m sure I can manage to lug these bags around until we find your room.”
Glancing up at the male, she managed an apologetic smile at him. “Please and thank you.” She said when she noticed he had picked up her bags regardless. “I won’t make you lug them around. If you could just help me to my room, that would be great.”
“So what does a girl have to do to get someone to help her with her bags?” The blonde’s Australian accented voice rung out in the entrance hall of the mansion, her three bags sat at her feet as she wrung her hands out nervously as she glanced around.
Noelle rolled her emerald eyes, an almost immediate indication she was annoyed. “I literally got lost on the way here, so hopefully this is not the tone for the whole vacation.”
“Good luck with that.” Skylar said from the doorway, an amused smile on her lips. “I’ve been here since January and I still get lost.”
Lukas scrunched up his face slightly, despite the pain that spread through it. “If I was thirsty, this wouldn’t even be enough to quench my thirst,” he said simply. “I just don’t get it.”
“That’s not the point!” Skylar whined childishly. “They’re fun and cute.”
Jake opened the door and leaned against it as he held it open for her. “Seems good enough for me. I’m not exactly when it comes to food, Sky,” he hummed lightly.
She shrugged in response, and entered through the doorway he held open for her, giving a smile in thanks. “That table good?” She said, pointing to a two-seater after noticing they could seat themselves.
