An: Hey guys! This is going to be my first shot at writing a story on Wattpad so feel free to let me know what you all think! This story will make you laugh, cry, & everything in between! Thanks for reading. Enjoy!
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Skye's POV
"Get the hell away from me!" I could feel the heat burning in my cheeks.
"What's wrong pretty lady? Got somewhere to go?" The strange mans breath reeked of alcohol.
I tried pulling my arms from his hand but the grip only tightened. I was pushed against the brick wall outside of some bar a couple blocks from my house. The drunk mans hand was pinning mine above my head.
Maybe walking alone at 2am in NYC was not a great idea.
"Come back to my place, eh?" A shiver went up my spine as he whispered ever so close to my ear. "Fuck off" I simply say before spitting in his face. It's enough to make him let go. I take that chance to kick him where the sun don't shine and run as far away from this scumbag as possible.
"You will pay for th-" is all I hear before the sound of a gunshot flew into my ears. Oh no. I run to the side of a laundry mat. I hide in a little corner to peek around it.
Relief flows through me when I see a very familiar face.
"Hey Damon!" I run out and hug him. "Hey baby." He smiles wide, his arms around my waist.
I swear his smile could light up the whole world.
"Are you okay? I saw that scumbag back there?" He leans his forehead against mine. "Yea I'm fine. Not the first time something like this has happened." I frown a little bit until Damon attaches his lips with mine.
"Good, I took care of him for you." He says into the kiss. "Thank you babe. I love y-"
Before I could finish he pulls away from me and stares at me with wild eyes.
"What the hell did I tell you about that shit!?" His eyes flaming with anger. "I'm-I'm sorr-" I get cut off once again as he turns away from me, his hands running through his shaggy hair.
"No. Stop. I told you we can't do this" He whispers shaking his head.
"I'm sorry Skye, You know how it is. We can't be together. If things could be different, then maybe we could become something but, we both know what would happen."
These words hit me like a bullet.
"I know, I know." I could feel the tears pricking my eyes.
Why must everything be so difficult? Why can't I just have a normal life like any other teenager.
I sniff to try to stop the tears. He turns around. His eyes lock with mine. Slowly, he walks over to me and wraps his large arms around my waist.
"I'm so sorry Skye, I promise we can be together one day." His chin resting on the top of my head. My arms hooked around his neck. I took this time to just inhale the sweet smell of his cologne.
It amazes me how fast his moods can change.
"It's getting a little chilly out here so I'll walk you home, is that okay?" He wraps his jacket around my shoulders.
"Sure.. Thank you." Before we start walking he brings his thumb up to my cheek and wipes away the tears.
[15 minutes later]
"Your brother throwing another party, eh?" He asks as we approach my yard full of random drunk teenagers. "Yup that's nothing new." I laugh. I look over at him and see a hint of emotion in his eyes as he stares into the crowd of people. He looks worried..?
He sighs, "um yea. I should go now, ill see you around. Be careful around here okay?"
"Sure, yea.. Okay. See you later." I turn around and he's already out of my view.
I breathe in slowly, "here we go again."
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A/N: hey guys! Sorry this chapter is short. I just didn't know what else to say to wrap it up.
I've been wanting to upload this chapter for a couple days now so, I hope you like it so far.
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