Never forget you

Chapter 11: Skye

I'm feeling pretty good about myself after what I just accomplished in the kitchen. I needed to make a point. Need to show myself and Knight that I'm not and never will be the type of girl he's into. Never in a million years would I proposition that guy that I was into so openly, nor would I fuck myself with a damn object like a porn star in front of a ton of jackasses. Which also proves to me that any guy standing over there watching and fawning over that, is definitely not a guy that I would give the time of day to.

If growing up with a single dad taught me anything it was how a man is supposed to treat me. I want a love like my parents had and although I don't remember my mom much, she lived through my dad. He would tell me endless stories day in and day out and I saw her through his eyes. The love he had for her never died and at one time I thought I had felt that way. I thought I had found my person. I was wrong.

Now the guy who I once though was my person is standing in the kitchen staring at me as I sway my hips to this shitty music and down my drink. I can't stop smirking, knowing that in some small way I got to him.

I twist around to Lila who's shaking her head at me. "Do you know how crazy that was?"

I laugh, nodding my head, "yeah. I never thought that chick would actually go through with it." I actually hadn't planned on her screwing herself in front of everyone. I thought she would make some elaborate show and try to entice guys to go to a room with her and try it out together but at last, my powers are stronger than I thought apparently.

Lilas eyes go wide and before I can even ask her what's wrong, strong hands are wrapped around my waist pulling me back into a solid chest. The feeling is so warm I want to melt into it but I know those hands and I know that smell. It's the sweet smell of cologne mixed with engine grease. The same smell that eats away at my memory.

Why the hell is Knight holding me like this?

I try to turn around to look at him but his hold is tight, keeping me in place to stare at my blonde friend as her eyes move frantically between me and the guy who's holding me captive.

"What is it you want, nighty Knight?"

His head bends down, his lips running across my ear and I can't help my body from shivering. "That was a naughty thing you did over there, Skye light."

"Mmm. I didn't do a damn thing, sweetheart. I think you're mistaken."

"Oh, really?"

"Mhmm."

"So you have nothing to do with the girl fucking herself with a spoon on the counter and my loss for a threesome tonight?"

"Mmm," I pretend to think on it, tapping my chin with my finger."Nope," I say popping the p.

Knight let's out husky laugh and I can feel my stomach tighten at the sound. I have to bite my lip to keep from smiling because damn have I missed that sound.

He spins me around in his arms, my hands trapped against our chests. His hazel eyes stare deep into my blues and for a second there I see a glance at the guy I once knew. The guy I once loved. "You've always been a terrible liar, Skye."

I smile up at him, wiggling my hands free to drape around his neck. My fingers lightly grip his hair as I play with the strands. "Oh, I know. You've told me several times."

A few moments pass as we just stare at each other. A deep comfort passing between us that I don't want to end.

This is how it used to be. So easy. So carefree. I could look at him for hours and never get bored. I could live in his arms. But then I remember why it all changed and from the look of his cold eyes Knight remembers why he hates me at the same time. A voice clears as we pull apart and scowl at each other. Fuck memory lane. You want to hate me for no reason? I'm going to hate you for what you did to me you bastard!

"Go fuck yourself, Knight. You can thank me later for saving you from an STD."

"Oh, honey, if you think she's the only one I can get, you're sadly mistaken. Just remember," he takes a step closer to me, "I control this school. I control these people. You want a social life? You better be on my good side."

I laugh. Literally laugh. A big belly laugh. "Are you fucking stupid? News flash. I'm here because I want to be here, not because someone invited me or because you told me I could. I don't answer to you, I never did, if you remember. I don't take orders, Knight, and I sure as hell don't give a shit what any of these fuckwads think of me." I pat his chest, my face right in front of his, "nice try on the macho man thing, though. I'm sure it works for anyone here who's too afraid of you or doesn't have a back bone. But me? I've got nothing to lose nighty Knight. Nothing at all. So keep pushing me. Keep testing me. You'll get a response. But I guarantee you it won't be the one you want."

With that I walk off, grab the hand of the first guy I see and make my way up the stares of the random house that I'm in, glancing over the railing as I rise. I smirk at the opened mouth and shocked faces of Lila and Knights little crew while he stares at me with a hard expression. There's hatred and sadness in his eyes but I pay no mind. If he wants to mess with me I'm going to mess back. He has no right to be angry with him and I have every right to hate him and I'll do what I have to do to remind him of that.