4 Miles to Paradise

Chapter 20: Are You Trying to KISS ME?

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Chapter 20: Are You Trying to KISS ME?

Rose looks down at Skye, who is already snoring softly on top of Rose's blankets. Her head's not even on one of the pillows. Rose guesses she'll be alright on her own, but Rose should probably get her out of that onesie. It's kinda hot in here. Rose unzips the outfit slowly, not wanting to wake her and takes it off, before pulling a Rolling Stones tee over her head, and slipping on yellow pajama shorts.

Rose puts a glass of water next to the bed for her, and a bottle of migraine pills, in case she wakes up, which it doubtful to happen, but Rose isn't sure how long she'll be gone.

As Rose tucks under the covers she hears Skye moan or sigh, not sure which, possibly both.

"Skye, just go to sleep," Rose whispers. She isn't about to play babysitter to a girl who is older than herself.

"Rose?" Skye sounds broken, and about ten years younger. Nothing like the mean girl she typically shows the world. "What hap–?"

"Shh go to sleep," Rose tells her, and pulls the blankets up to her shoulders. Rose begins to sit up after leaning down, but Skye pulls her down.

Skye giggles quietly in a drunken state and gave Rose a flirtatious smile. Before Rose could comprehend what was happening, Skye had climbed on top of her so that her back now lay on the soft mattress and Skye straddled her waist, loosely, but firmly.

Before Rose can even comprehend what's happening, Skye has attached her lips to Rose's.

What the hell? I just saved her from almost being raped and she goes and kisses me without my consent? Rose feels heavily annoyed, a usual occurrence when she's around Skye.

Rose pushes her away, trying to be gentle, but Rose is too irritated to care.

Skye's lips reattach themselves to Rose's neck, leaving bites and kisses, while Skye, yes, continues to giggle. Rose's skin muffles the sounds, but she can feel the vibration they cause, which makes her shudder. Rose opens her mouth to again, tell Skye to stop, but she silences Rose's lips with a kiss, covering Rose's thin, crimson red, lips with Skye's plump, light pink, stained ones.

"Were you trying to kiss me?" Rose gasps in disbelief. She is feeling uncomfortable with this situation. Rose knew Skye was strange but, she hadn't realized Skye is batshit crazy.

"Shh, not trying, doing. I am kissing you," Her words come out a mumbled drunken mess, but Rose thinks she makes out what Skye says fairly well. Skye's lips detach to give her a view of Rose's eyes.

This is worse than the time Maze got drunk and did this to Rose. Skye Ryder is kissing her. The person she hates most in this world! She's so annoying.

"Skye, I'm not gay!" Rose is muffled by Skye's mouth on hers. "You taste like cigarettes," Rose scolds her. "Skye, no," Rose whispers, again, pushing Skye slightly away from her. "I–I hate you," Rose keeps repeating the words, only she is not as she means them, at least, not anymore.

It is strange to say this, no, strange to even think this, but Rose kind of likes Skye. Not sexually or romantically, but as a friend. Maybe if they hadn't wasted so much time and energy hating each other because of Luke, they could have become friends sooner. But if Rose was friends with Skye, would she have still needed September, Minnette, Winter, Jerrimy, Maze, Noah, Finley, Hawkins, and the others? Would it just have been Luke, Skye, and Rose, the "three musketeers"? She is not so sure she'd like that life much.