Hung (Under Revision)

24: I Need You

Liam

I pull into Kelso's driveway in my Maserati. I've come to make sure Skye isn't here, and to protect her if she is.

Because I plan to spend the day with Skye, I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Not that I'm playing into her little good Liam, prick Liam thing, but because I want to be comfortable.

My heart sinks when Skye's car is nowhere in sight. At least it means she's no longer here. But she was here, and it fucking pains me to think why she came and left.

Skye wouldn't just come to get her car. She would've come to paint.

I knew I should've come here first thing and waited, in case she showed up. Unfortunately I had a phone meeting with an investor in Europe that couldn't be postponed.

What happened here this morning? I ram off the engine and stride through the front door.

Her painting stuff is still here.

"Kelso!" I shout, moving deeper into the house. I turn a corner into the kitchen and come face to face with the slimy bastard.

"What's the matter, looking for your slut?"

"You better not have talked to her like that."

"Only after she wouldn't renegotiate the terms of our contract."

"You're pathetic." My jaw is clenched and the tendons in my neck straining. It's all I can do not to plow that smug look off his face. But I'm not about to give him anything that might help out his case.

Instead, I'll fucking rape him in the courts. He wants to settle now? Fat fucking chance, I'm going to throw everything at him, cost him his fortune in legal fees until he's left dazed and wondering what happened to all his money.

Before he can respond, I'm heading back out of the house. I don't need to hear any more from the asshole, Julie can deal with him from now on.

My tires squeal as I tear out of Kelso's. The drive to Skye's house takes a fraction the time it normally does. Her car is here, and I sigh with relief.

My knock is so loud, it echoes down the street. I wait for a stupid amount of time before putting my hand on the door knob, wondering if I could break it down. But at that moment, the door opens.

Skye's eyes are puffy and red. At the sight of her, I lift my hand to her face and run my thumb over her cheek.

"What do you want?" Skye steps back, away from my touch.

"I want to make sure you're okay." I step through the door. "Did Kelso do anything to you this morning?"

"How do you know I was there?"

"I went there to get your car for you." She doesn't need to know I went there to keep her away from Kelso.

"Well, I got it myself. I'm a big girl."

"As long as Kelso didn't do anything to you."

"No, he just talked some shit and I left."

I try to urge her down the hallway, or at least away from the entrance, but she doesn't budge.

"Sunshine, are you okay?" I reach out and take her hands in mine.

"You and Kelso are real rivals, aren't you?" She takes her hands away and folds them across her chest.

"I hate the bastard."

"You'd do anything to hurt him, huh?"

"Hell yes."