Never forget you

Chapter 35: Skye

Knight's demeanor changes in an instant and I know why. Stupid douchebag thought that I was sleeping with Martin. Gross. My anger seethes beneath the surface clawing at my skin waiting to get out. How in the hell did he even know about Martin in the first place? My mind runs as my eyes move across his face looking for any sliver of information. He's closed himself off. Throwing himself back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. He looks distressed. Lost.

I smirk maniacally, my go to it seems when I'm around Knight Thomas. He brings out the crazy in me. He's beating himself up because he tortured himself with thinking that I was sleeping around. Asshole should have just asked me. But would you have told him the truth? the evil little voice inside my head asks. Would I have? Yes. Because I wasn't faking what I felt the night we were together. The night we slept together. He made that small piece of me, the piece that still holds out hope for him. For us. Come back to life and I would have made damn sure he knew he was the only one I would ever want. But he never asked.

That night starts to replay in my head and in an instant my eyes are widening. "That's why you left," my voice is barely above a whisper but Knight still hears me. His head lifts up, his eyes meeting mine and I can see the pain written across his face.

"What?"

Pushing my elbows onto the desk I lean closer to him in an attempt to not be heard by our fellow classmates. "That's why you left. Isn't it!"

Knight simply quirks his eyebrow up as if he has no idea what I'm talking about but I can see it in his eyes. He knows exactly what I'm talking about.

"Stop fucking lying to me, Knight! You know exactly what I'm talking about!"

He lets out a heavy sigh before leaning closer. "Fine. Yes. Fuck. That's why I left. I got up to go to the bathroom and your phone went off and I saw the texts and I read them an-"

I throw my hand up halting his words. "You read my messages?"

His eyes avert mine in an instant. I can feel the anger bubbling up as my jaw locks and my fists clench. "You had no right! No. Fucking. Right!" I grit out.

His eyes narrow at me but he has no reason to be pissy he's the one who basically broke my trust by taking my phone and reading through it and then coming up with his own theory. "I know. Okay." He says through clenched teeth but it only makes me angrier. Who the fuck does he think he is sitting here thinking he has a right to be angry at me?

I'm about to open my mouth to curse him out when the bell rings ending the period. Thank God this day is over because I don't know how much more I can take. As soon as that thought pops into my head I hear Niko say, "Incoming. Homewrecker alert."

My head whips around to him eyes narrowing but he doesn't see it because he's too focused keeping his head down packing up. I look over to see who he was referring to and see Maddie heading toward Knight's desk. A low growl forms in the back of my throat but I swallow it down.

And the Niko's words hit me. Homewrecker? I never believed on that word. Never thought that the woman should bear a name that held sole responsibility in breaking up someone's relationship. It takes two people to cheat and every circumstance is different. I can hear my dad's voice in my head when I was younger. A teacher at my old school had been accused of the same thing and my dad sat me down and said:

In this world people want to think that they are high and mighty. That they don't make mistakes and that if they do it would be a wiser mistake than the person next to them. But my sweet girl, never forget that you never know someone's situation. We show people what we want them to see, not what's always true. You can be like everyone else and blame Ms. Townsend for breaking up a marriage but I hope that you're wiser than that. Ask yourself if you know the real story or just what others are fabricating. You don't know what he told her. He could have told her he was divorced. Single. In a horrible relationship. Manipulated her. Hell, Mr. Lopez could have been in an abusive relationship and wanted the companionship of another. Or yes, they both could have known exactly what they were doing. Went into a relationship willingly knowing that he was married to another. But is it your right to say something? To judge someone else's life? Because baby girl as much as you can say you'd never do that you've never been put into that exact situation so you don't know what your heart would tell you. I'd like to say we all have perfect morals and never make mistakes but that's not life. That's not reality. Just know that even with your worst mistake I'll love you. Always.

I close my eyes for a brief moment thinking about my dad's words. He always had the best advice. I swallow down a sob that wants to escape thinking about how much I miss him before turning my eyes back on Maddie. What in the world could she have done and with whom to be labeled as a homewrecker?

She sits down on Knight's desk, his eyes focused on his bag as he throws his books inside. "Hey there, big boy."

I almost gag at the low seductive voice. Instead I turn biting down on my lip to keep quiet as I throw my shit into my bag. I hear Knight grunt a response as I zip up my bag. Maddie grabs his arms and a feeling I don't want stirs inside of me. My fists clench on my bag and I inhale a slow breath as my eyes zero in on her hands. I want to walk over and rip them from his body, scream at her to keep her paws to herself but I can't. I won't.

My gaze looks back at Niko who's shaking his head as he rises from his seat. "Wanna get together tonight?" Maddie asks Knight and I smile following Niko's lead in shaking my head. I rise from my seat and start to head out when I hear Knight say, "Nah. I'm good."

My heart rate kicks up but I try not to let the small hope flaming inside get to me. So what that he doesn't want to hang with her tonight. That doesn't mean anything. He was all over her the other day and they slept together the same night you lost your virginity to him. The little bitch inside my head likes to trample down the little hope I had of Knight having any interest in me. I swallow down my feelings, roll my shoulders back and head out of class. Heading toward my locker I throw my books in grabbing my headphones and popping them in my ears.

I meet Knight's eyes as he walks through the hall to his locker. Without you by The Kid LAROI blasts in my ears as I slam my locker shut and head out the doors. Shaking off the feeling of eyes on me I go to open my car door when a hand stops me. I look down at the familiar tattoos before lifting my gaze to meet their owner.

"We need to talk."