SKYE
“How about we just agree to stop touching each other?” Deck said. My heart sunk down to my feet. That was harsh. He couldn’t mean that, could he? Did he not like it when we did things like that?
“That’s a bad plan. We always end up doing something,” I protested. It felt good to finally speak my mind to Deck instead of muttering in agreement and running to my room so I could cry. It felt like we were finally building some much needed foundation in our relationship.
“Okay, so how about we’ll have a safe word, just in case we do something stupid?” Deck proposed. I nodded quickly. That was a great plan.
“How about Black Cow?” I suggested quickly. Deck groaned, shaking his head in frustration. In the process his bangs flipped off of his face for half of a second. I caught a glimpse of his scars and then they were gone again.
“Absolutely not.” He protested, shooting down my idea as soon as I said it.
“Why not?” I fired at him. It was a great idea!
“Because the lyrics are black cat, you moron.” Deck barked.
“Fine, black cat then!” I relented. Deck just shook his head once more.
“I’ll never remember that,” he exclaimed. I sighed, tucking my feet beneath me. What else could we use? Something that we both knew, so that it would be easy to remember. Something private, just so that no one else would understand in case we were in public.
“I’ve got it- mayday,” Deck said with a toothy grin. I had to admit, it was a great safe word. Besides, it meant something to the both of us.
“Okay,” I consented at the same time that Petra yelled, “EVERYONE ROUND IT UP! IT’S TIME FOR GROUP!” Deck and I groaned in unison before exiting the room together. Deck was not only a strong ally. He was a good friend. He was my other half. We were each other’s best offenses, and gave each other our worst defenses. The word dependent sprung to mind. It described us exactly, and it helped sum up my past. I had been dependent on my parents. I had been dependent on cocaine. I had always been dependent on myself. Now, I was dependent on Deck.
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Lead Me Out of the Dark
Teen FictionThis isn't your average romance. It isn't about some bad boy and some innocent girl who fall in love. Deck has been cutting himself since his mother died. He's running from his past and he's going to keep it buried for as long as he lives. Skye used...
