'I want a piercing' Aneika says as she holds baby Joey, rocking him.
'Where are you thinking?' I ask her handing a hot mug to Claudia. Claudia was sick of being at home so they came over here to visit.
Joey was four days old now and still so tiny. Aneika gives us a cheeky smile 'My clit'
'Ouch' I wince
'Will you get it done with me?' she asks.
'Hell no, no stranger is looking at my Vagina and sticking a needle in it' I defend.
'What about nipple?' she asks. 'You have to get something with me'
I think about it. 'I always wanted my tongue done' i say.
'That could be good' Claudia says 'Brodi loves mine' she sticks her tongue out at me and shows me her little blue ball.
I smile and look to Aneika 'Does Tyler know?' she shakes her head and comes to pass me Joey while she gets her hot drink. Aneika was 40 and didnt look any older than 30.
I snuggle him into me. He was so little and just adorable. 'So a surprise then?'
'Ill go get it done and say im on my period, he wont know until its healed' she shrugs. I start to think about how i know Aneika will be paying for my piercing. I knew i had to get a job and fast.
'I need a job' i sigh, 'I was meant to go today and put resumes in, Rory helped me the other day to make one but i forgot and then you guys were coming over'
The door opens and Rory, Trace, Brodi and Cale walk in.
We ignore them and i continue to sway side to side with the baby. 'The diner is always hiring' Claudia says
'Dads restuarant' Aneika says 'He will give you a job'
I nod while the boys sit on the couch. 'We have a run' Brodi finally says sitting beside his wife.
'When?' Claudias face drops.
'We leave in the morning, wont be back for a few days'
Claudia looked like she was going to cry. 'You can stay here if you want some help with bub' i suggest.
'Are you sure?' she asks me. I nod and then bring Joey to Brodi for cuddles.
'Coffee?' I ask the boys. It was still only less than a month since moving here and i was still getting used to people being around all the time.
'Sure' Cale nods. I look to Rory and he nods, as does Brodi. Then i look at Trace, he nods but hes chewing his lip, his knee was jumping, he was hanging for something.
I head for the kitchen and grab four more mugs from the cupboard and put them on the counter.
I jump and gasp as I feel a hand on my ass and hot breath on the back of my neck.
Trace.
'Mind if I crash tonight?' he whispers as he squeezes my ass.
'Why?' i breathe 'Dont you have your own place?' instead of answering with words, he grinds himself against my ass and i feel how hard he is. I gasp and he chuckles lowly in my ear.
'When you get lonely tonight and realise your hand wont surfice, give me a call' he whispers and then moves away from me.
When i hear him leave the kitchen, i can breathe again. I make the coffees with shaking hands and do my best to calm down.
I finally bring the coffees out and my eyes go right to Traces groin region but it was hidden with the way he was sitting.
I hand the twins their drink first and then go back for Rory and Traces.
'Well im going to head home but Sky, we should do that thing tomorrow' Aneika says.
I smile and nod as I hand Trace his drink. 'No worries' I tell her 'Enjoy work'
'What are yous doing tomorrow?' Rory asks.
'Girl things' i tell him and that's all anyone was getting from me.It was nice to have people over today, i was starting to enjoy the company from them. I decided that if i was going to get my tongue pierced, Id need soft foods so i head for the store.
I was nervous but excited at the same time.
I get to the store and wonder up and down the aisles. I grab some yogurt, some custard, some jelly and some ice cream.
I pay and head back to the car where i find Trace leaning against it.
'What are you doing?' I ask looking around for anyone else.
'Saw your car and figured id get a ride back with you' he shrugs.
I raise an eye brow 'I thought you said to call you' i smirk. He is unbelievable.
'I know for a fact you want a rerun sweet heart and so do i so stop fighting me on it' Trace says as I unlock the car. Trace gets in and i put the bags in the back seat.
'Trace, you and i both know there is nothing good that would come of this'
'We are two adults consenting to some mind blowing sex, what could go wrong?' he asks 'Ever since that first time, Its all I think about, someone mentions your name and my mind goes back to that night'
'No shit' i say in agreement 'And thats what makes it harder'
Nothing else is said on the way back home and its like the subject was forotten as Trace helps me pack up and start on some dinner.
Half way through, he stops and heads up stairs. Then his phone vibrates on the bench.
I just glance at first but then i stop and look at it.
Got your shit man, let me know where to drop it
I swipe and thankfully there was no password. I click on the message and see the contact under Eddie.
I scroll up, i needed to know if he was using shit.
He was.
My heart sank.
Hey man, i need some opis asap
That was sent yesterday. Last night actually at 8.46pm. I was pissed.
Angrily, i wrote back to the message.
You can drop them in the toilet. Ignore anything i ever say involving you getting me shit. Spread the word. No matter what, no one is to give me anything!
This isnt Trace is it?
Nope. Its the person who spent a week getting him off shit. I swear to god, he gets given anything and you will have the wrath of me to deal with
I didnt bother hiding the messages, i kept his phone open in them. Eddie didnt reply to the last one and when Trace comes back down, he frowns at my glare.
'I told you not to make me regret wasting my time' I say calmly but lividly.
Now he notices his phone. I watch him read through it all and now he's getting pissed off. He has no right.
'You went through my shit?'
'Yes' i owned that one 'Only when you got that message but thats not the point' I snap.
'It is the point' he snaps back.
'The point is youve gone behind every ones back and hooked up to get some shit that you're meant to be off, does Rory still have control of your meds?'
'Yes he does'
'What else have you taken?' i ask him 'Dont fucking lie to me, i seen you before, the agitation, the fidgeting'
'I took my meds' is all he says 'It has nothing to fucking do with you anyway so fuck off and dont you ever go through my shit again'
'Or what?' i dare him.
'You dont even want to fucking know' he seethes banging his hands on the counter.
'Get out' I growl shoving him on instinct.
'Youre pissed at me but you're the one who went through my phone'
'Because you got a message about the drugs you ordered that you arent ment to be on. i opened the phone to make sure you werent talking about the fucking drugs' i yell. 'What a fucking fool i am for thinking you wouldnt disappoint me'
'Yeah you are' he says dryly. 'You and i are nothing to one another so dont go acting like you give a shit'
I shake my head. That hurt. At least i knew where we stood. 'You are absolutely right' i nod as a knock sounded on my door.
'Just leave' i tell him as I head for the door.
Trace is close behind as i open it and gasp. 'What are you doing here? How did you find me?'
'Who is this?' Trace asks,
'Who the fuck are you?' James snaps back. James was the one who got me clean, he went to prison for me.
'James, how are you here' I ask him 'You got fifteen years'
'Right, so this is is the guy who killed your father and got you off drugs?' Trace says but he wasnt happy, he almost sounded jealous.
James blinks and looks from, either of us. 'I see you talk about me'
'Trace is an addict' I say bluntly 'I am trying to help him like you helped me' i sigh.
'Right' he scoffs 'You stopped writing'
'I had nothing to say' i shrug 'How did you find me?'
'Im not an idiot, thats how' Trace was making things awkward standing right behind me.
'Arent you leaving?' i ask him.
'Not a chance' he shakes his head.
'Got yourself a new family, new boyfriend i see'
I snort at the same time Trace does. 'You know while your other boyfriend rots in jail'
'That is your own fault James' i snap 'I didnt ask you to do that'
I groan when I see Rory pulling up and he has Jacob with him.
'Didnt ask me to lie for you?' he asks 'After everything ive done for you, you repay me like this?'
'James just go' i sigh 'Before things get complicated'
He turns and sees Rory and Jacob coming up the stairs.
'Problem?' Rory asks.
'Jacob was just leaving'
'You havent told your precious family what you did?'
I shake my head and laugh dryly at him. I step forward 'This family has killed before, do you really think they'd care about what ive done?' he was an asshole for coming here and threatening to expose me.
'I did three years for you, you owe me'
'I dont owe you shit' i snap 'I didnt ask you to turn yourself over, you think just because you didnt pull the trigger but said that you did, id be a push over?'
'Time to go pal' Trace says stepping in front of me.
'You would have never survived prison Skylar' he tells me angrily 'I did the only thing i could to save your life'
The awkward silence now made me realise that they all knew.
'Yeah' i nod 'But did you ever stop and think that i didnt want to be saved? I was done James, do you honestly think i wouldnt have turned it on myself if you werent there to stop me? I didnt give a shit about going to prison'
No one says anything.
I sigh 'Thank you James for taking the fall for me, thank you for saving me back then, twice, thank you for being you but i never asked for help, not once so i dont owe you anything' I turn and head back inside and up to my room.
I slam my door shut and start laying my fists into it. How dare he come back and make me feel remorse and guilt for what i had done.
I am sorry he took the fall, im sorry for him going to prison but i was finally getting my life back and i was doing it on my own but he had to come back here and fuck everything up.
These people would never trust me now.
The door opens and i knew it was Trace but i didnt care, my fists kept swinging, tears had blurred my eyes.
'Hey, shh' he pulls me into him, pinning my hands to his chest and i lost it.
Everything i had blocked out for the last three years came back.
I murdered my father and James took the wrap. It was in self defense so he got a manslaughter charge but if he hadnt have came when he did, I would be dead too.
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Riding It Out
RomantikFor twenty one years old Skylar Greyson has lived with her abusive father. Until he dies and she finds out she has a whole family she didnt know about. Scared. Broken. Done. Will her new family welcome her with open arms or will they shun her? Wil...