The Heart Wants What it Wants

16 - The Forgotten Wolf

One Week LaterNova's P.O.V.

I just got done checking on Chelsea and calling Sasha. Sasha didn't feel good so she didn't come with us and It's Money in The Bank so i'm on tattoo duty. I get back to my workspace and turn my light back on. 'Weird.' There are sigils on the wall. The Wyatt Sicks sigils to be more specific. I look around, wondering what the hell is going on and then I see a note on my desk.

'They Wyatt Sicks is always watching. We help the broken, misunderstood, and forgotten. We humbly invite you to meet with us and of course myself - Uncle Howdy'

'Why would Uncle Howdy want me of all people? It's a bit odd....' I look around, making sure to find all the sigils before soaking a paper towel to wipe them off. Everytime I wipe a sigil away, there's this shiver that goes down my spine. 'Is someone watching me or something?' I swear I can feel someone staring at me. I look at every corner. 'Huh, no one is there. Weird.' I continue moving the sigils but I keep getting that shiver down my spine. 'It's either me or I just got the chills. Every sigil I remove is just...it feels like it's affecting me in a negative way. I don't even feel ok being in this room.' I decide to text Chelsea.

Me: Hey, where are you right now? Answer back asap!!

I wait for an answer but I also know she's working on doing everyone's looks and it's a PLE. If she's not doing makeup she's taking her break and spending time with her partners. I wish Sasha was here. Maybe she'd know what to do. I won't bug her though, she's not feeling well and hopefully resting will help. My phone chimes. 'Must be Chelsea! Maybe she'll know what to do!' I look at my phone. 'Unknown Number? What the fuck?!'

Unknown Number: We can't wait to meet with you, Nova. Or should we just call you, The Forgotten One?

'Forgotten? Hah, when was there ever a time I was forgotten?' I mean, the last three months I was pretty much on my own. I shake my head. 'Nova, snap out of it. You shut them out, they never forgot about you.' I close the door to my station and walk through the halls, looking for either Chelsea, or Judgment Day, or even Viv and Jacob, someone who might know what the hell is going on. No such luck. I turn the corner running into someone... Oh not someone, just the last person I wanted to fucking run into. 'Liv fucking Morgan.'

"Well, well. Nova, Haven't seen you since two months ago. Where are you off to in such a hurry?" She asks with a sinister smirk across her face. 'I regret ever sleeping with that bitch. She wasn't even a good lay.' "None of your concern. Please, stop speaking to me. Stop trying to call me. That one night, it meant nothing. I meant it when I left and went back home," I say. She's been calling me, trying to be with me again and no matter how many times I tell her I don't want to and I'm taken she keeps trying. It's infuriating. Out of nowhere, Liv pins me to the wall. "But, Darling! Are you sure what we had was nothing? Because, honestly it felt like something when you were pounding into me and degrading me. And that smirk on your face said it all that night-" She says but I get out other grip and keep walking away before she can finish her sentence.

"I am not that person anymore. Sasha returned and I am a happy woman now with the woman I love," I say. I keep walking and I realize this part of the hallway is really dark. 'Is this a room? How the fuck did I not pay attention where I was going.' Before I could leave, I see a doorway of light. As i'm walking towards it to get out, the door closes. A light turns on...and he sits across from where I am standing. 'What the fuck does Uncle Howdy want with me and why is this necessary?' "Hello, Nova. I've been expecting you. Don't tell me you mindlessly wandered in here thinking you were safe," He says, chuckling.