Burned Intentions

World War II

Skylar! Wait up.

I hear someone running after me. I really do not have the energy for people's nonsense. I've had enough of it for the past week!

What the hell do you- I start saying when I see who it is I stop mid-sentence.

Jesse Scott... McDreamy!! I've been inlove with this guy ever since I can remember. I just can't tell him. Trust me I have tried, but I always stop myself because what if he has a girlfriend or he doesn't like me, then I chicken out. Everytime he looks at me its like I just melt into the ocean of his eyes. The way he fluffs his dirty blonde hair everytime he gets nervous and his muscle flexes. He is so lucky he doesn't work out his body is just naturally built. The way before he says something he runs his teeth over his pink lips and -

Skylar did you hear me? He looks at me with concern.

I've been so busy ogling him and most probably drooling I didn't even hear what he said. I clear my throat.

Uhh, sorry. Wassup?

Wassup! Real mature Skylar, real mature! I mentally slap myself.

I asked are you ok? I saw the whole show a-a-and I must say you've got quite a right hook. He chuckles. He still stutters. Oh gosh this guy!!

Well that's just great! Jesse Scott just saw me behave like a hooligan. I probably embarrassed myself for the next 20 years.
I sigh.

You saw that, huh?

I look down at my heels. Heels... I'm still amazed I'm wearing these, it took an hours lecture for Aunt Claire to get me to wear them. They suck, a person can't walk at ease when wearing heels because you're too focused on walking properly.

Pretty much everyone did Skye. But I won't judge you, I'm sure if I was in your position I would have done the same.

But you don't even know why I did it.

Skylar with you there is always a reason. So trust me I don't need to know.

His eyes piercing through mine, but his smile making me feel all warm and fuzzy.
Fuzzy?! Really! I need to walk away before I start saying and thinking more stupid things.

Thanks, see you around or not or something, I understand if you wouldn't want to, I was just saying that I-I, I actually don't know what I'm saying. But you know that I-

Skylar. He chuckles. Calm down, I understand what you meant. May I walk you back to the car?

Uhh how about no? Next thing I'll just start babbling and talking more nonsense. I hate the fact that I nervous speak. It's like I have no control over my mouth.

Yes, I'd love that.

Exhibit A! Dammit I hate it sometimes.
I look down because I know my cheeks are flushed.

Hey, are you sure you're ok? I mean you lost your mother and at your age, it's just really heartbreaking.

Yes I'm ok Jesse, but we're the same age remember.

He smiles, oh would you look at that. So beautiful, his smile really could break little girls hearts. It's so captivating, I can't even look away. I don't know what possesses me, but all I know is I'm leaning in to him and he notices and clears his throat breaking my trance.

Skylar, uhhh, what are you doing?

I just wanted a hug, geez. I wasn't going to kiss you or anything. I tried to laugh to hide the feeling of rejection. I mean I barely know enough about you. You could be a cereal killer. Death by cornflakes than what would I say.

This is another reason I love the fact that I speak before I think things through. Now it worked to my advantage. Atleast he is laughing at my joke. He pulls me into him and hugs me.

Sorry, my mind must be playing tricks on me. I thought you were going to kiss me. He chuckles again.

What! Noo, not at all. Unless you want to. Not that I'm saying you do, I'm just... I sigh away the rest of my statement.

He just smells so damn good! The way he held me was even more enticing, he knew just where to hold me. I shiver against his touch and he tightens his grip.
I sigh and pull away from him. He looks at me a little puzzled.

What? Did I do something wrong?

I smiled. Not at all, just the way you're holding me I want to stay like this forever. Plus I'm just so inlove with you. My subconscious adds.

No, it's quite the contrary. I just... Uhh, I don't know why I pulled away. I just feel a little too vulnerable right now and being with you... I just...
I sigh again.
What I'm trying to say is I don't want you to think I like you and we'll start dating and be the next Brangelina or something-

He chuckled. Interrupting my babbling.

Skylar, we can be friends. I understand, I'm here... He paused and saw me frowning. As a friend of course.

Another dagger to my heart. He thinks I'm frowning because he didn't say as friends, when in all honesty I don't want him seeing me as a friend. Argggg! This is why I hate human interactions. You start being irrational and liking people.
I offer him a smile, but it feels so forced.

Skylar Saint-James!!

Oh Lord, please just swallow me into this earth. I have no energy for anything!

World War II. Jesse whispers so only I would hear it.

I turn around and my uncle slaps me right across my face.

You better apologise young lassie! This man has done everything in his power to be close to you and your damn well thank you is a punch in the face! What has he done to you, huh!?

I just stared at this man completely baffled and close to tears. I'm not crying because he slapped me, but because no one sees a man who is the cause of his wife's death, but a man who is mourning her death.

Answer me young lassie. Or so help me I will-

Will what huh! Slap me? Beat me to death? Do it! It's not like he hasn't already. I jab my finger in the direction of William. Everyone is staring at me and he is just standing there amused by all of this because now I look like the crazy woman. That just makes my anger boil over. I'm in utter rage mode.
I would rather die a thousand deaths, than to live with the man who is the reason my mother is dead! I'd rather die...

I chocked on my tears that are now falling freely. I can't seem to talk past my tears anymore so I just allow my tears to fall freely.

Skylar... Aunt Claire approaches the scene with uncle Thomas's face livid and back at me Jesse consoling me and my pink streaked face.

What's going on here? Aunt Claire asks.

This lassie just punched my brother in the face for no apparent reason -

I know very well what happened Thomas and I can assure you that Skylar wouldn't just have done what she did without reason. So without further ructions, run along and leave my god daughter alone.

He glared at me.

This isn't over young lassie! He threatens me and I can feel Jesse's grip tighten around me.

Another threat! I'm so tired of this family and their threats! What is it with them and threatening me!