Mo Chuisle: Finn Balor

Chapter Eighteen

One Week Later

Rolling over in bed, I sighed when my eyes glanced at the clock. 5:32 p.m. I had been in bed at Sasha's apartment all day and knew that if I didn't get up and get ready, I wouldn't hear the end of it from Hunter. Even though I had quit a week ago, I still needed to go in and finalize the details and also clean out my locker. 

It's also been a week since I last spoke to Finn. Sasha kept telling me that it was a stupid fight we were having and that I meant to much to Finn to just be a "quick fuck". I agreed with her the first time she mentioned it but I realized she was lying because Finn hadn't messaged or called me once. 

A hard knock sounded at the guest room door and I crawled out of bed, confused when I realized it wasn't Sasha's usual knock. A faint smile played at my lips when I met the Canadian's gaze. 

"Sami, what're you doing here?" I moved to the side, letting him in the bedroom. 

"I thought you could use a ride tonight." He spoke looking around the room then to me, a slight blush creeping to his cheeks. 

I was confused for a second but remembered that I was standing in front of him in a tank top and a pair of red skimpy underwear. "Shit," I breathed walking past him towards the open suitcase. 

Bending down in front of him, I felt his gaze on my ass as I pulled out a pair of sweats and stepped into them. "I wasn't expecting anyone." I defended. 

He waved me off. "I should have called."

Nodding, I sighed and sat down on the bed, Sami siting right next to me. I didn't want to ask about Finn but I wanted to know how he was doing. "He's doing alright. He misses you." Sami spoke, reading my mind. 

"Then why hasn't he called?" I asked, blinking away the tears. 

"Finn's upset that you never talked to him about quitting. He felt left out." Sami squeezed my knee and left his hand there. 

"I mentioned it to him before we started dating." I defended, not minding Sami's hand on my knee. "Do you think he only wanted me for sex?"

Sami stayed silent, giving me the answer I needed. Not holding the tears back anymore, I cried out while Sami pulled me into his arms. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't know. Hell, I still don't know. But if he hasn't called you to make amends, what does that tell you?" Sami rubbed my back. There was a tone in his voice that made me believe he wasn't telling me the whole truth but I decided not to press into it. 

We stayed like that for awhile and once I cried all of my tears, I blew out a long breath and pulled away from Sami's chest. "You sure you want to go tonight?"

Nodding at him, I started rummaging through my suitcase, deciding to wear a pair of yoga pants and a hoodie. "I need to clean out my locker and finalize somethings with Hunter. I'll be gone before he even knows I'm there."

Walking into the bathroom, I left the door open a tad while getting ready. "You should talk to him, Skylar. He misses you."

A laugh escaped my lips. "He would have called if he did."

Sami sighed as I walked out of the bathroom, fully dressed. Placing my glasses on my face, I noticed Sami was hiding something by the look on his face. "What?"

"It's nothing," he waved me off. "It's not my place to tell you. He should."

"Tell me," I whined sitting next to him in my previous spot. 

"I know why he hasn't called." Sami spoke quietly. 

Fearing the worst, I swallowed the lump in my throat, urging him to tell me. "We went out last week and we ran into an old friend of his."

"A girl?" I interrupted. 

Sami looked in my eyes before giving me a small nod. "I'm not positive he left with her but I didn't hear from him for a few days and when I asked where he'd been, he told me he was busy. I don't have proof but I'm positive he was with her. 

If my heart hadn't shattered before, it did now. We technically weren't even broken up and he was already with another women? My eyes burned as the tears fell once more and feeling completely crushed, I fell onto the bed. 

"He's already moved on," I said mostly to myself. 

Sami laid next to me, lacing his fingers with mine. Giving my hand a squeeze, he used his other hand to turn my face to him. "You don't know that. You need to talk to him."

"I should have dated you," I joked, suddenly remembering the memory of Sami asking me out years ago. I turned him down, however, because I was dating someone else. When I was single, Sami was taken. It was a never ending cycle and when we were both single, the feelings had vanished. We decided it would be better if we stayed friends; and it was. 

"It wasn't meant to be." Sami stated. 

A soft sigh escaped my lips. "Yeah maybe." 

We looked into each other's eyes for a few moments and there was some sort of unreadable tension between us and afraid to find out what it was, I licked my lips when I noticed how close our faces were. 

"We should probably go," I breathed. 

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"You can still visit whenever you want, Skylar. You're always welcomed here." Hunter smiled down at me as we walked out of his office. 

"Thank you, Hunter. For everything."

After we hugged, I slung my bag across my back and started to roam the halls. Sasha was going to give me a ride back to her place so I decided to look for her. Once Sami and I arrived a few hours earlier, I said goodbye to him with a quick hug and hand't seen him since. I wasn't sure if he felt the weird tension between us. If he did, he sure didn't mention anything about it. 

Don't get me wrong, Sami is definitely attractive, but he's not the man I want. He's not Finn.

At the thought of Finn, my eyes glanced up as I turned the corner and met with a pair of green ones. Finn was leaning against the wall, talking with Enzo, and I felt my heart break when I saw what looked like a hickey on his bare collar bone.  As if he heard me walk up, Finn's eyes glanced away from Enzo and landed on me. He noticed the hurt look I was sporting and after gaining the courage, I felt his gaze watch me as I walked away from him. 

Being in the clear from him, I let the tears block my vision and felt my body collide with someone. 

"Skylar? What's wrong?" Sasha's worried voice stopped me. 

Blinking away the tears, we both sat against the random wall in the hallway as I filled her in on everything Sami had told me earlier and what just happened between Finn and I. 

"You don't know for sure if he was with her," Sasha defended for Finn, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. 

"It explains why he hasn't called me." I chocked over the sobs. 

Sasha squeezed my shoulders when she realized I did have a point. After a few moments of silence, I saw a smile spread wide across his face. "Two can play at that game."

"What?" I looked at her confused. 

"A bunch of us are going out tonight, Finn included, and what better way to get back at him than to wear a sexy dress and dance with guys the whole night."

My face scrunched up. "I don't want to dance with random guys the whole night."

"Sami's going. I'm sure he won't mind you using him." Sasha patted my knee. 

"I don't know," I said unsure about this whole plan. 

"Please," Sasha begged clasping her hands with mine. 

Groaning at her pouted lip, I reluctantly nodded. "If this goes sour, I'm blaming you."