Skye
I was grateful to Dylan for deciding to distract Willow to get her to not hug me. 'Sure let HER hug you.' Dylan mentally teased me, making me retort, 'was against my fucking will so you can shut up mister.' After that he took her outside to find this cat he supposedly saw, then we went to Kelsey's for a minute and got back just for me to be dragged off to a torture room. First of all, a room that is entirely pink made me want to kill myself just looking at it let alone being in it. Second, I am extremely offended she said I'm as beautiful as her room because PINK IS THE UGLIEST THING I HAVE EVER LAID MY EYES ON. And third, I'm seriously conflicted about this friggin child. She's the cutest thing ever aside from Roxie, but she's breaking all my rules; no touch, no hugging, no dumbass doll game and no. god. damn. fucking. pink. Yes that's not literally ALL my rules but still, it's enough. The last time I played with dolls was back with Arabella that one time, that's it. And now this adorable kid is blabbering on to my sister about how fun I am to play Barbies with. Please just kill me now. I took my chance to leave after Kelsey laughed for a minute. I gave her a little map that will take her to an ice cream place here so she could contact me. I went through the portal I made after getting Lily, Luke and Mason. Once we got in my house we discussed where Luke and Mason's clothes for this world will go, then went and dropped Luke off at home, then did the same with Mason and went back to my house.
I flopped on my floor and loudly groaned then said, "Finally no more damn socializing!!! FUCK I was so sick of it. I mean yeah they're all nice and shit but too much socializing." Dylan and Lily chuckled and sat on the floor beside me. I looked up at them and added, "Thanks again for taking the fall for the art stuff, I might tell them one day but first meeting I was no where near ready..."
They both smiled, Lily replied, "Of course we would do that for you, we know you hate people seeing your art work and hate when they know it's yours. Plus if it were reversed you'd do it for us, so it's no problem Skye."
"Ah geez don't get mushy. I hate mushy almost as much as people seeing this stuff." I said as I sat up.
Lily chuckled again and responded, "Sorry. Anyway I should get home, spend SOME of winter break with my mom." I smiled and said bye to her, she thankfully didn't hug me. Once she left, Dylan and I sat in what felt like awkward silence, even Roxie seemed to feel it for she looked between us then went and laid in the kitchen.
"I'm assuming you know Lily is watching through the window." Dylan quietly said not moving where his eyes were.
"Yup. Can feel her hopefulness from here even with my back to her. It's as obvious as Mason's longing look at the beta." I replied not moving. He opened his mouth to probably ask what I meant, but I decided to go up to my room sneak out of my window.
On my way upstairs I called, "You know Masons gay right?" Then I soundlessly went out my window to fly down and scare Lily. I silently landed behind her and asked, "Any reason you're spying? Even though I already know the answer." Lily jumped about a foot off the ground and turned around.
"I wasn't spying." She denied. I crossed my arms and stared at her. She started shifting in her place then finally broke, "Okay fine I was, but only cause I wanted to see what you guys do when you're alone."
"Well now you know we sit in awkward silence doing nothing, so go home to your mom who probably misses you Lily." I said softening my tone slightly at the end. She sighed and agreed then said bye again and actually left. I rolled my eyes and walked back into my house.
"You really enjoy scaring people don't you?" Dylan asked amused.
"Yes. Yes I do."
"Want to know what I really enjoy?" He asked me.
"Nah not really." I joked as I sat on my ... cushioned four-person seat.
He rolled his eyes and sat next to me then said, "Well I'm going to tell you anyways Quetzal."
I playfully rolled my eyes and sighed then replied, "Okaayy, if you must." I had also done a dramatic head tilt thing as I spoke, resting my head on the back of my couch! That's what it's called. Suddenly Dylan's face was an inch or less away from mine, making my heart skip due to the surprise.
He smiled and huskily whispered, "I really enjoy making your heart pound fast.. and doing this.." He then kissed me, since who would've seen that coming??!? Note the sarcasm cause it's so obvious, yet I kissed back like fricken always. After a few minutes of making out I found myself for whatever damn fuckin reason pulling at his shirt.
I of course then pulled away and somewhat growled, "What the hell. No. Fuck you." I then crossed both my arms and legs and glared away from Dylan, cheeks flaring bright red. I could feel the slight conflict he was having in himself, whether he's happy, amused or sorry.
"I'm playing Reach." I grumbled and turned the console and T.V. on, Dylan just stayed silent. Once I had all of it ready to play I tossed a controller at him without looking at him. Time for firefight to blow a shit ton of stuff up since I don't know what the hell I was fricken doing before and I want to forget it happened.
Once we finished all the rounds of firefight we just kinda sat for a minute, I could feel the damn smirk come to Dylan's face before he teased, "I guess you really enjoy me doing that."
I shot a death glare at him and growled, "shut up," and went up to my room. "You can sleep there on the couch cause I don't want you anywhere near a bed." I stated on my way up the stairs.
"You realize people can fuck anywhere if they want." He called after me, deliberately trying to bug me, embarrass me or piss me off.
It worked but I ignored it and yelled back, "Well it's a good thing you'll never fuck anything."
"Low blow Quetzal, low blow."
"I WAS talking about your dick so no shit Sherlock." I yelled back once more. We were both just teasing each other and weren't intending hurt feelings at all. We could hear each other chuckling after anyways so yeah. I changed out of my clothes and into my pj's then flopped on my bed, staring at my ceiling. Why in the hell was I doing that with his shirt? It was like I didn't have control over it until I fought it.
I thought about that for a couple hours until I finally fell asleep, but after having a peaceful sleep for I don't know how long a certain asshole showed up again.
"Poor, stupid, little Skylar. You just had to find your pathetic sister before I got to her, didn't you? Unfortunately for you, you now get to watch as I kill her. You can watch as I rip her beating heart clean out of her chest and see her fall to the ground dead." The evil guy said darkly, laughing after.
I growled and snapped, "More like you can watch me rip your fucking heart out and enjoy seeing you fall dead to the ground you piece of shit."
He laughed some more and asked, "Would you prefer me to go after that little boyfriend of yours instead? Would be just as much fun, if not more, to watch the pain it causes you." It felt like someone stabbed me in the heart when he said that.
I snarled loudly and yelled, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!!! GO FUCKING DIE OR ELSE I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU MYSELF!!!" After that, all I heard was maniacal laughter.
My eyes shot open and I sat up, I could still feel the sharp pain in my chest. My body felt drenched from sweat and I didn't know what to do with myself. I felt something glide down my cheek and wiped it away, shifting my eyes to have night vision to see it was a tear. Why am I crying?
I heard a knock on my door which temporarily scared the shit out of me but I composed myself and asked, "What?"
"Can I come in?" Dylan asked back through the door, sounding worried.
I sighed and answered, "I guess."
He opened the door and his expression matched his voice as he questioned, "Are you okay?"
I snorted and looked away, answering, "Why?"
"Cause I could hear your heart beat as if you ran a thousand mile marathon and jumped a cliff." Dylan replied sternly.
"Well I'm fine." I said, fully lying. I glanced at him to see he was frowning at me.
"We both know you're lying Skye. Tell me what happened," he somewhat demanded.
"No." I stated, looking away again.
"Just tell me, maybe I could help somehow."
"No, you fucking can't. So no, I'm not going to fucking tell you."
"Skye please just fricken tell me." He pressed.
"I already fucking told you! No!" I started yelling.
"Just tell—"
"NO! I don't fucking want to! Actually, know what? Fine here you go, evil guy came back big whoop he's still going to fucking kill everyone. NOW YOU FUCKING KNOW! Happy?!!?" I shouted then pulled my blankets over my head and turned my back to Dylan, tears starting to stream down my face. All I heard was silence, then I heard him walk out of my room and go downstairs. "What the hell are you doing you ass? You demand to fricken know, so I flippin tell you and you just god damn leave without a word? Seriously? The fuck." I muttered, knowing he'd hear me. I just lay in my bed, still kind of crying, when out of nowhere Dylan came back, turned the light on and sat behind me.
"Are you going to come out of hiding to see what I brought?" He asked calmly. I growled, wiped my face dry then flipped the blanket off my face to glare at him.
"What." I said flatly. He then held up a giant bowl of ice cream with a spoon stuck in the top of it.
"Wh—" I started but he cut me off, "I know you're scared of whatever he threatened, so now I'm distracting you." I stared at him, not knowing what to say. I sat up and looked down, he placed the bowl on my lap and added, "I know you'll tell me when or if you want to, so I'm not going to press about it again."
Dylan got up to leave again and I stopped him, "Want to watch a movie..?" He smiled and sat back down beside me, I turned my T.V. on and we selected something on Netflix to watch.