Author's Note: ok, so I haven't really written anything in ages and I know I haven't finished any of my previous work, but I really hope you all enjoy this. I've decided to rewrite STLDFM, and in the process I might change it drastically, but I have a feeling it's going to turn out well. Be sure to comment and vote, it helps to know how you feel. (August PoV) “August? " Skyfall is where we begin Thousands of miles and poles apart Where worlds collide and days are dark You can have my number, you can take my name But you'll never have my heart "August?"Let the sky fall (let the sky fall)When it falls (when it falls)We'll stand tall (we'll stand tall)Face it all togetherTo the sky f-"August!" " His voice was soft but short when it reached me. "Huh? "I sat up and turned to my mother as she turned off my laptop. She sat on my bed with her back to me, one knee tucked under her. Her face looked tired and old , and unfortunately it was now something I had become accustomed to seeing on her. She was still beautiful but she had lost something. "You didn't pay attention to me?" her, her voice swimming with irritation A slight pang of guilt ran through my chest, I really need to work on my attention span I huffed softly and rubbed my eyes, "yeah sorry but I." I'm tired mom, and after all we finally finished unpacking, I said, yawning and resting my head against my pillow, as the words left my lips, I saw a wave of pain wash over my mother, damn. I immediately regretted reminding her about unpacking, it was hard enough for her without me casually reminding her that Ethan's things were still stored somewhere in the back of the attic, I was about to. opening my mouth to try to comfort him... in the middle of paper... like I was paranoid. » laughed a little longer before straightening up and putting on her composed adult face, "shut your ass and go to sleep before I go gangsta on you" she threatened while puffing up and pretending to take a step towards me. “No, God, no. stop,” I cried as I backed away from her in mock terror, “and I don't think gangstas say butts,” I added matter-of-factly. I looked at her chicken out and I started laughing, my mother. “Whatever you do. “I don’t know, nada,” she said as she left my room. “Mom,” I called after she left my room. "Yes?" “I love you” I whispered softly. “I love you too, now get some sleep,” she said, turning off my light. I lay there for a long time looking at my ceiling, then came the soft muffled sobs. They broke my heart but I let them come and it wasn't until they stopped that I finally fell asleep..