THEY CALL HIM RECKLESS
That was an understatement.
Sebastian was the most attractive, dangerous, horrifying man in the entire state of Washington.
He had secrets, secrets in that dark past of him, and I always struggled to understand his motive.
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Skye
"Hey..." a feminine voice whispered, and I parted my lashes, gazing up to find my mom hovering over me.
I smiled lazily, turning over in my bed. "Hi, mom... Did you just get home?"
She nodded; lips pressed into a thin line. "You were having a nightmare. You okay, Sweetheart?"
I nodded as well, letting out a long, extended yawn. "Yeah... a lot's been happening, so I'm kind of on edge."
She sat on the bed next to me. "What's been happening?"
I stared for a moment, and then exhaled a low chuckle. "Oh, nothing... Just... on edge."
"You sound nervous," she commented, brushing my hair away from my eyes. "What happened while I was gone?"
I parted my lips, then sighed and shook my head. "Nothing much."
Mom just stared down at me. "You've been on edge, like you said. Why?"
I sighed and closed my eyes tightly. "I'm just... getting over stuff."
"What stuff?" she asked me, but suddenly paused.
I watched her curiously, but my heart stilled when I realized she was staring at the bandage on my neck.
"Skye..." she said slowly.
"Bullies," I answered too quickly. "Bullies. They... cut me."
"On your neck?" she asked me, gazing up.
I watched her eyes harden, and I tried to calm her down. "Uhm... yeah. While you were gone, one grabbed me by my neck, and you know... cut me. So, I just beat the shit out of them."
She blinked. "You did?"
I nodded, knowing I was lying through my teeth, but for some reason couldn't tell the truth. "Yeah... I punched one in the stomach, the other in the face. They ran off like terrified puppies."
Mom smiled then, leaning back up. "I told you those martial arts classes were worth something."
I nodded.
"Well..." she said then, searching me carefully, "do I need to talk to the school?"
I shook my head. "No, they're terrified of me now."
She just nodded. "Okay. Well... did you get it checked out?"
"Yeah," I lied again, "Neveah's dad checked me out and he said I was fine."
"The nurse?" mom asked me.
I nodded.
"Okay," she replied then, patting my head. "Well, just get some rest, okay?"
I snuggled up with my pillow. "Okay." I sighed then. "Uhm.. mom?"
