Last Chance

Chapter 22

*Trevor*

"How long before Stephen gets tired of that one?" A guy I didn't know smirked to his friend, eyeing Sky, in a way that I didn't like.

"I'd hit that." He laughed.

"Hell yeah." The other guy responded.

"I'd watch that mouth if I was you," I said, my body aching to throw some hands.

I had been drinking most of the night, and I was way past caring if I made trouble.

If either of the guys said one more word, they were going to be losing teeth.

"You tapping that?" One of the guys smirked, making me lose the last of my restraint.

My fist shot out quick and fast, busting the guy's nose, blood gushing everywhere.

"Woah, their killer," Jason said, coming out of nowhere, blocking me from hitting him again.

The guys wasted no time to get the hell out of there, much to my dismay.

I balled my hands into fists angry. My eyes were searching the room for the girl that would be my downfall.

When my eyes landed on hers, she had her head thrown back, laughing at something Stephen was saying.

"I have to get some air," I said, moving away from Jason.

I grabbed a shot from a table and downed it, not stopping until I hit the door. The breeze was cool and refreshing as it hit my hot skin, giving me a short-lived relief.

Never had I felt so conflicted about something like I did about Sky. I knew that she felt something for me; I could feel it. But she was loyal to a fault, and I didn't think I could continue on the path that I was on.

No matter what I had said in the past. It hurt too much.

"You alright?" Raven said, coming to stand next to me.

"I can't do this anymore," I said, understanding crossing her face.

"It's killing me," I said, resigned.

"Then don't." She said, cupping my face in her hands.

"I know this is not how you thought things would turn out, but this is where we are. Just because you love Sky doesn't mean you have to wait forever for her. It doesn't mean that you have to suffer like you are. Let her go."

She was right, and it crushed me. To walk away without so much as a goodbye was going to be tougher than I could have imagined.

I didn't want to see her, talk to her or be anywhere near her anytime soon. I needed to rip her from my life cold turkey. That was the only way that I was going to get through this.

I watched from my uber back window as Stephen's massive house disappeared behind me, relief spreading through my body.

A let out a quick breath and steadied me as I stepped out of the car. I was still very drunk, and the hustle and bustle of the busy airport had me reeling.

I made my way inside and headed to the station to pick up my ticket. It didn't go as smoothly as I had hoped. My brain just refused to function correctly.

A girl about my age came to my rescue. She tapped a few things, and my ticket printed out.

"You just made a shitty night a little better for me. Thank you." I said, extending my hand to her. "I'm Trevor," I said as she placed her hand in mine. "Lucy," she grinned.