to sleep now for worrying about her.
The police hadn’t given any details. But news spread like wildfire around their way, and when her mum had told her about Skye’s mum supposedly stabbing her dad, and Skye finding him straight after leaving here that day, Hayley felt guilty that she hadn’t thought to ask if Skye could stay for dinner, or even a sleepover. At least then somebody else might have found her dad, and Skye wouldn’t have had to go through the trauma of it on her own.
Desperate now to speak to Skye, Hayley logged into Facebook and checked her messages to see if her friend had tried to contact her. There were no messages, but when she went to her newsfeed and saw some of the vile comments that their so-called friends had posted on their walls about Skye and the stabbing, she was disgusted. They didn’t know what Skye had been through, and it upset Hayley that they were slagging off her friend just because her mum was mentally ill. Hayley was lucky; her parents loved each other and would never dream of laying their hands on each other in anger. But Skye’s parents were horrible – to each other and to Skye. It sickened Hayley when she heard some of the stuff that her friend had gone through, but she had long ago learned to keep her opinions to herself when Skye confided in her, because Skye could get really, really defensive when it came to anyone criticising her parents.
Sad and worried, Hayley left a message now, telling Skye that the police were looking for her, and pleading with her to get in touch. Then, logging out of Facebook, she signed into WhisperBox to do the same.
As Hayley logged out of Facebook, Skye was just logging in. She was touched when she saw Hayley’s message, but when she read that the police had been round there she decided not to send a reply, scared that they might have told Hayley to contact her in order to find out where she was hiding. Instead, marking it as unread, she logged out and switched to WhisperBox, only to find that Hayley had left another message there.
I know you must be scared, this one read, and I’m scared too, ’cos you’re my best friend and I love you. Please call me or come round when you get this. My mum and dad will help you, I promise. They’ll talk to the police and make sure you get properly looked after until this gets sorted out .
Skye felt a twinge of resentment when she read this. It was all right for Hayley to sit there in her pretty bedroom promising to help, but if she was half the friend she claimed to be why hadn’t she asked her mum and dad if Skye could stay with them ?
As a wave of self-pity washed over her, Skye was about to log out when her Whisper light started to flash, and she smiled when she saw that it was QTPye.
Hey babes , how’s you? the girl asked. I was worried about you when you went off so sudden last week. Everything okay now ?
Not really , Skye replied, squinting to see the keys in the darkness.
Aw, they’re not still at it, are they? Don’t they ever stop ?
It’s way worse this time , Skye typed, the words she had been holding in all weekend pouring out through her fingertips as if someone had pulled an internal plug. My mum went mental and stabbed my dad .
OMG!!! You weren’t there, were you ?
No, I came in just after. I called ambulance, but pigs came as well. They arrested my mum and sent me to a home, but I’ve legged it, so now they’re looking for me. They’ve been to Hayley’s and everything .
Hayley ???
Sorry, Sugarplum .
Ah, right . So where are you ?
In the attic.
Awww, I bet you’re in bits . But you shouldn’t have gone home if they’re looking for you, babes. That’s the first place they’ll look .
They’ve already been, but I’ve got nowhere else to go , Skye replied, sniffling softly as the tears she’d been holding back began to trickle down her cheeks. I just want my dad to come home .
I’m so sorry , babes . Wish I knew you in real life so I could give you a great
The police hadn’t given any details. But news spread like wildfire around their way, and when her mum had told her about Skye’s mum supposedly stabbing her dad, and Skye finding him straight after leaving here that day, Hayley felt guilty that she hadn’t thought to ask if Skye could stay for dinner, or even a sleepover. At least then somebody else might have found her dad, and Skye wouldn’t have had to go through the trauma of it on her own.
Desperate now to speak to Skye, Hayley logged into Facebook and checked her messages to see if her friend had tried to contact her. There were no messages, but when she went to her newsfeed and saw some of the vile comments that their so-called friends had posted on their walls about Skye and the stabbing, she was disgusted. They didn’t know what Skye had been through, and it upset Hayley that they were slagging off her friend just because her mum was mentally ill. Hayley was lucky; her parents loved each other and would never dream of laying their hands on each other in anger. But Skye’s parents were horrible – to each other and to Skye. It sickened Hayley when she heard some of the stuff that her friend had gone through, but she had long ago learned to keep her opinions to herself when Skye confided in her, because Skye could get really, really defensive when it came to anyone criticising her parents.
Sad and worried, Hayley left a message now, telling Skye that the police were looking for her, and pleading with her to get in touch. Then, logging out of Facebook, she signed into WhisperBox to do the same.
As Hayley logged out of Facebook, Skye was just logging in. She was touched when she saw Hayley’s message, but when she read that the police had been round there she decided not to send a reply, scared that they might have told Hayley to contact her in order to find out where she was hiding. Instead, marking it as unread, she logged out and switched to WhisperBox, only to find that Hayley had left another message there.
I know you must be scared, this one read, and I’m scared too, ’cos you’re my best friend and I love you. Please call me or come round when you get this. My mum and dad will help you, I promise. They’ll talk to the police and make sure you get properly looked after until this gets sorted out .
Skye felt a twinge of resentment when she read this. It was all right for Hayley to sit there in her pretty bedroom promising to help, but if she was half the friend she claimed to be why hadn’t she asked her mum and dad if Skye could stay with them ?
As a wave of self-pity washed over her, Skye was about to log out when her Whisper light started to flash, and she smiled when she saw that it was QTPye.
Hey babes , how’s you? the girl asked. I was worried about you when you went off so sudden last week. Everything okay now ?
Not really , Skye replied, squinting to see the keys in the darkness.
Aw, they’re not still at it, are they? Don’t they ever stop ?
It’s way worse this time , Skye typed, the words she had been holding in all weekend pouring out through her fingertips as if someone had pulled an internal plug. My mum went mental and stabbed my dad .
OMG!!! You weren’t there, were you ?
No, I came in just after. I called ambulance, but pigs came as well. They arrested my mum and sent me to a home, but I’ve legged it, so now they’re looking for me. They’ve been to Hayley’s and everything .
Hayley ???
Sorry, Sugarplum .
Ah, right . So where are you ?
In the attic.
Awww, I bet you’re in bits . But you shouldn’t have gone home if they’re looking for you, babes. That’s the first place they’ll look .
They’ve already been, but I’ve got nowhere else to go , Skye replied, sniffling softly as the tears she’d been holding back began to trickle down her cheeks. I just want my dad to come home .
I’m so sorry , babes . Wish I knew you in real life so I could give you a great
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