Never forget you

Chapter 9: Skye

As if my thoughts were answered Lila came up to me after class and told me about a party happening tonight. I watched as the guys stared at us talking by my locker. When I looked up, Knight had a scowl on his face but Shane, Reese and Niko were all smiling like I was the best entertainment they've seen in a while. I didn't know if they knew about the party but I figured they would most likely be there.

Perfect place to piss of Knight. If he didn't want anyone to touch me, I was going to make sure he saw me touching everyone else. I smirked to myself before telling Lila I'd be there. We agreed to drive together in my car before parting ways.

The minute I got home my phone chimed with a text.

Niko: You going?

My eyebrow quirked up. What are they stalking me? I texted back playing dumb.

Me: Going where?

Niko: Don't play dumb, twinkle toes, you know what I'm talking about. He won't like it.

Me: And why should I care what he thinks?

Niko: You shouldn't but I'm just giving you a warning.

Me: I don't need your warnings, Niko. Knight hates me just as much as I hate him.

Niko: ???

Niko: Why the hell do you hate him?

I don't respond because it's none of Niko's business. He also just confirmed that Knight, in fact, does hate me. And I have no idea why.

After our night together four years ago he just up and stopped talking to me. Gave me the cold shoulder. Shut me out and I never talked to him again after that. I could have tried. Maybe I should have. But after what he did to me, I didn't want to have anything to do with him. We drifted apart and my anger toward him had dissipated a bit with the distance. But when I saw him again, all of those memories, all of those feelings came flooding back and it was like a boulder fell flat on my chest. I wanted to scream, cry and punch the ever living shit out of him.

I never called him out on what he did. Never made a point to talk about it. I thought he would have told me. Thought he would have said something or apologized, but the stupid little girl I once was thought that Knight Thomas and I were meant to be. I thought that he was my one. My soul mate. My everything. He shocked me out of those thoughts real quick and I put myself back together over the years. Made sure I never fully trusted someone. Never fully gave my whole heart away.

Sex was just sex, and if I dated I made sure to tell myself over and over that it wouldn't be forever. Nothing is forever.

I throw my phone down on my bed, letting out a heavy sigh. Why the fuck does that asshole hate me? I didn't do anything wrong. Fuck him. I refuse to let him get to me.

I take a nice hot shower, soaking in the feeling of my muscles relaxing and my mind clearing. When I get out, I spend my time drying and straightening my hair, putting on a little more makeup than usual and finding an outfit that's sexy but still me.

Aunt Lacey walks in when I'm almost done. "Hey, sweetheart. I bought home thai food. It's on the counter-," her sentence trails off as she sees me. Aunt Lace looks me up and down before a smile creeps across her face. "So who are you trying to piss off tonight?"

"What?" I ask as I'm trying to hook my lucky choker around my neck. The black necklace has a few moon and star charms on it. It was my moms and every time I wear it it makes me feel a little bit closer to her.

"Honey, don't try to play me. A girl only gets dressed up like that when she's trying to get laid or she's trying to piss of a guy. So, which is it? And please, dear God, tell me you are not trying to get laid. I'm all for you having a healthy sex life but there are just some things an Aunt doesn't need to know."

I laugh at her as she comes around me to play with me hair. She stands behind me as we stare in the mirror. My blue eyes shine with the dark blue Guns N Roses shirt that I'm wearing as a dress. I placed intricate cuts along the back exposing my skin just enough. My long hair cascades down almost to my hip but I have a few black hair ties on my wrist just in case it annoys me later. I put on knee high black leather boots, my moms choker and some extra dark mascara and eyeliner to bring out my eyes even more. Aunt Lacey leans over, grabbing a tube of lip gloss. She hands it to me before squeezing my shoulders, "Give him hell. And if you need me, please call me. Don't drink and drive, if you're going to have sex make sure you use a condom, the pill is not always a safe bet. And please for the love of all things holy, do not try any drugs around strangers. If you want to experiment do it here with people you trust."

I snort, nodding my head in agreement. Dad raised me the same way. He was always accepting about me testing my limits but wanted to make sure I was safe if I chose to do it. I never felt the need to, probably because he was so open with me about what would happen or because he was so accepting know that at one point in my life I would potentially want to try things but he always made me feel safe. Made me feel good in the decision that I didn't need any of that shit.

"You look so much like your mom. She'd be so proud of you, Skye. I know how much she loved you." Tears start to build in my eyes and I smile at Aunt Lacey in the mirror before whispering, "Thank you."

"Okay, none of that," she smiles, pulling on my hair lightly. I can see the tears building in her eyes too and I know she doesn't want this to turn into a full blown crying fit for the both of us. "Do you have time to eat or are you heading out right now?"

"I've got time."

She smiles at me, her blue eyes now a shade of gray. Aunt Lacey and mom looked similar but where mom had almost black hair, Aunt Lacey has dirty blonde. And where mom and I share crystal blue, light eyes, Aunt Lacey's are almost a navy blue that turns to gray on occasion. She looks like her dad, my grandpa that I never got to meet. He died before I was born but I've seen pictures. Dad tried his best to keep mom and her family a part of my life even if they weren't here. He wanted me to know where I came from. To know I was loved.

"So, who's the boy?" Aunt Lace asks around a mouthful of noodles. I shrug as if it's no big deal, chewing my spring roll slowly in an attempt to avoid this conversation. "Just some asshole who thinks he can get to me. I'm trying to prove that I'm going to play him at his own game and I won't be going down easily."

Her face turns into a full blown grin as she shakes her head. "God, you really are just like your mom. You make sure he knows who he's messing with, okay?"

I smile and nod, "Of course. He doesn't know what's coming to him." She laughs before getting up and kissing the top of my head and heading to the sink with our plates. "Well, have fun. Be safe. And make sure you call me or text me for anything, alright. And I do mean anything." She says the last word slowly, emphasizing it and I chuckle. I nod, waving to her as I leave and get into dad's GTO.

The second Lila gets in the car her mouth drops and I can't help but laugh. "Holy...fucking...shit...," I laugh harder as she buckles up and I peel out of her driveway.

"What?" I shrug, playing coy.

"Have you seen yourself? Every single person is going to be drooling and dropping to their knees. I don't think anyone is going to remember there's a no touch order in play and Knight and the guys are going to be pissed." Lila lets out the last word in a breath which only brings a smirk to my face.

"That's the point." There's a wolfish grin on my face that I know is going to be plastered there the entire night as she gives me directions to the house the party is at. The second we park on the street Lila looks over at me. Scanning my body, she shakes her head before letting out a small chuckle. "Are you ready for this?"

I turn smiling at her, a devilish look in my eye, "Absolutely," I say before opening the door. Time to play the game. Time to make Knight and the guys wish they never started messing with me. Because this, this is my time for revenge and for Knight Thomas to remember that he may have broken my heart back then but I'm no longer the girl he thinks I am.