sublime [2]

[06] never gone

"so are we going or not?!" i asked both lana and diego. we were planning on going to a club, but they were still lying on the couch and watching tv or whatever.

"damn baby, chill. it's not even ten." diego said pulling me to sit on his lap. "are you really that excited to go?"

"yeah... it's boring in here." diego smirked at me as he raised his eyebrows and i rolled my eyes. "don't even start, diego."

"aw. you hurt my feelings." he faked a sad face as i rolled my eyes again. "i'm basically ready, and so is lana... i think you're the one we're waiting on." he smiled convinced as i brutally got down from his lap and walked upstairs to get ready.

me and lana showed our ids to the security — but diego wouldn't need to since he knew the security.

we walked in and diego said in my ear: "there's some friends of mine there, i'll greet them and be right there, okay?" i nodded and told him me and lana were heading to the bar. he pecked my lips and went to greet his friends.

me and lana were walking to the bar. we were almost there when lana told me she needed to quickly go to the toilets.

i kept walking straight and found some free seats. i sat down and asked for a shot of vodka.

"hello there!" a soft voice said from behind my ear as i felt a body moving to my side. i looked to the left and there it was my favourite worst nightmare: lil skies.

"oh, hey!" i replied smiling as he had a giant smile on his face too.

"what you're doing here?"

"well, right now i'm waiting for diego and lana." he nodded his head slowly, glancing down at my body, and then biting his lower lip. why was he so sexy doing that? "what are you doing here?" i asked back.

"i came with some friends, just chilling."

"chilling in a club... okay..." i chuckled as my order came and i kept it on my hands, watching skies ask for one too.

"and where are your friends?"

"diego is greeting some friends and lana is in the toilet." i shrugged. skies drink came too and i thought he was having it with me. but at the end, he got his drink and stood up.

"well, it was great to see you. bye!" he said walking away and going into a group of friends.

a sigh left my mouth and i took the shot i had in my hands.

i kept watching skies from far, not making it obvious. but it didn't matter, since he wouldn't even look at me. he was with some friends, as said, and in that group of friends there were pretty girls, that were all up on skies' dick.

they got me mad. really mad. i won't say that i don't know why, but it shouldn't be happening.

"hey," diego's voice spoke as he sat beside me — at the same place where skies did. "missed me?" he joked. i giggled and he got closer, briefly kissing me on the lips. "where's lana?"

"toilets." diego nodded as he took his shot that by the time was already here.

my hands were closed as if i was boutta punch someone. they were sweating, i had my jaw locked and my eyes fixed on that blonde bitch. i had never felt such anger in a long, long time. i hadn't felt like this ever since my dad left us, to be exact.

even when skies was with megan, this anger was never here. but now, seeing that blondie almost naked dancing on skies lap was like death for me.

she twerked and rubbed her hands on skies' body, that was driving me mad crazy. while skies had his arms spread and laying on the couch's back.

diego had one of his hands on my waist, the other one on my leg. he was kissing my neck and going up. it was great because while he was down on my neck he couldn't see my anger.

but what made me even madder, was skies staring at the girl's body. like, come on? is he doing this to provoke me? because it's fucking working.

or maybe, it was the fact that he wasn't even touching her, but she kept twerking and kissing his face and his neck, passing her hand along his body. she was just a bitch.

skies also hadn't looked at me that much today. he would look very few times.

diego's hand went up to my neck and it pulled me closer to him as he kissed my lips. i kissed him fast, trying to distract myself from that agony i was feeling.

but it didn't seem to work. it didn't seem to change anything at all.

i felt like i was nothing for skies. and i discovered i didn't like feeling like that.

i liked to mean something to skies. i liked when he called me baby. i liked when he held my waist and put me closer to his body. i liked it all. but i thought that if i kept going with diego, that wouldn't really matter. i thought diego would make me forget about him. but he didn't.

skies is never gone from my mind. even though diego can distract me some times, skies is always back. he's always in my mind. he's always there.

and i hated it more than anything on earth. i just wanted to do the right thing. have a happy life. and diego seemed the right guy for it.

and i bet i'm only thinking about all of that because i'm drunk. because if i was sober, i would never admit those things, because i know it would kill me afterwards.