Chapter 8

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Skylar's POV

"Hii!" Lena and Olivia squealed when they both gave me a huge hug.

"I can't breathe" I managed to say and they pulled away, giggling.

"We missed you, crackhead"

"I missed you too, loosers" I replied with a playful smile. "Come on in"

They walked into the living room and took in the sight of it "This is your flat?! It looks amazing!" Lena exclaimed with wide eyes.

"Thanks." I said and suddenly Laura walked in.

"Hey guys, this is Laura, and these are Lena and Olivia." I introduced them and we sat on the couch all together.

"So, you're that famous Laura we've heard a lot about." Liv said, offering her a genuine smile.

"The one and only." was Laura's reply, with a cocky grin on her face.

I rolled my eyes, with a clear amusement in them, shaking my head.

"You study together?

"No, I study psychology." Laura answered. "But my uni is not that far from hers."

"Ohh that explains a lot!"

"What does?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"That she managed to get you out of here and took you to a party" Lena said, laughing. "I'm sure she used some psychological tricks."

The corner of her mouth quirked up.

"Nahh, she just needed a little push"
Laura grinned at me, hitting my arm playfully.

"Girl we've tried that so many times and we failed."

"Hey, just a reminder. I'm still here, you know?" I pretended to be insulted and crossed my arms over my chest, making them giggle.

"Soo guys..." Laura started but I interrupted her.

"Oh noo, I know that look. She's up to something."

She chuckled "Oh, hush! Actually, I know a fancy club near here. We can go if you want. Get to know each other. It's Friday night after all."

"Hell yess!"

Lena and Liv were rapturous. They like to party and every occasion to dress up, is a good occasion. I was really hoping for an eventless evening though.

"Noo, Friday doesn't equal clubs or parties. Can't we stay here and watch a movie?" I asked pleadingly.

"Oh come on Skylar, have some fun! Don't act like some old, lonely woman."

And obviously, they won. I hate myself sometimes for not being able to say 'no'. But we will be together so what can goes wrong. Besides, maybe they're right. People my age do those kind of things. They go to clubs, drink, meet new people, simply have fun. I have to live my life!

We've done our make-up and got dressed. Lena and Liv borrowed some clothes from Laura. They were acting as if they were attending some fucking gala. I could go in my sweatpants and sweatshirt for all I care. Lena and Laura were wearing similar dresses, both black and strapless, and reallyyy tight. I don't even know how they can properly breathe in those things.

Liv has chosen black, high-waisted shorts and silver top. I, on the other hand, was wearing black, leather skirt and white blouse with quite big neckline. A little too big if you ask me but the girls said it looked good.

We took the last glance at our appearance in the mirror and went outside. We took a taxi. During the whole ride, they were squeling and saying how excited they were. I couldn't help but smile at them because they were exhilarated like children in a shop full of toys.

Finally, we reached our destination. The club looked really fancy and...expensive. The bouncer checked our ID and let us in. In Poland, when you're eighteen you can go to any club you want and drink alcohol legally, so since we are nineteen, we entered without any problems. The inside of the club was even better. It was dark inside, and there were blue and pink lights. The music was so loud that it could be heard on the street.

"Let's take some shots and go to the dance floor!" Lena screamed.

It was really hard to get through the crowd. It was terribly stuffy in here and I could feel all those people as they were brushing their sweaty bodies against mine.

Ew

When we got through to the bar, the barman gave us some shots. I felt burning liquid inside my throat and I made a wry face. I don't get why people drink this shit. I felt like throwing up.

"Okay, let's go dancing!" Olivia screamed excitedly and all three of them rushed towards the dancefloor.

I like dancing, but in my room, when nobody's watching, with music playing loudly through the speaker. But here, in front of those people...Nah, not really. But after a while, we took more shots and I've loosened up a little. Rihanna's song 'who's that chick " was playing and we were dancing like it was no tomorrow. We were jumping and screaming. I knew that my voice would be sore and croaky tomorrow but I didn't care.

It was good to, at least for a one night, have no worries and don't care about single thing in the world. Alcohol really does help after all, I guess. I felt so relaxed and I didn't have so many thoughts in my head.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands on my waist, and a hard chest was pressed against my back. I turned my head to the right a little to have a better look at that someone. It was a guy. His hair was dark blonde, and was quite pretty but not as pretty as-

Stop

The song changed to 'say it right' by Nelly Furtado. I was moving my hips slowly while my hands was traveling up my body. I circled my hips and his grip tightened on them.

I felt his breath on my neck before he whispered "Shit, you're so hot..."

I let out a soft sigh. It was a good feeling but I didn't feel those tingles and chills running down my spine when Ace was touching me.

Great, here we go again

You have to forget about him

But I can't

But you have to

I shook my head to pull myself out of my thoughts. He gripped my waist even harder and pressed my ass against his crotch. I could feel how turned on he was, but it was too much. I pulled away from him and rushed to the bathroom. That's not me. I'm not like that.

There was a long queue and I just realised how badly I wanted to pee. I turned my head and saw that there were stairs leading to the VIP section. I made my way towards them because I thought that the queue would be shorter there. I simply couldn't get caught. Just when there were few more steps left to get to the top, I froze.

With my eyes wide open, I was looking at Ace, sitting on the leather coach. He wasn't alone though. On his lap was situated a girl. A very beautiful girl. She had long legs, blond, shiny hair, she was smiling seductively at him. He was keeping his hands on her hips but his expression was indifferent. They faces were certainly too close.

So I'd been thinking about him during all that time, wondering what the fuck he was doing while I was just a toy for him. I didn't know if I was more angry or sad. How can people treat other people like that? I know that we weren't in a relationship but we did...things and he seemed like I don't know, like he really liked me. He could have just said that it meant nothing.

I think, somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that nothing would come out of it anyway, but seeing him in this situation...

I felt a lonely tear rolling down my cheek, and that was when our eyes met. His face seemed to soften a little when he saw me, or he was rather shocked. I think it was the first time I didn't want to look at him. I turned around swiftly and went down the stairs quickly. I went outside and left the club. I wanted to call a taxi, go to my bed, curl up in a ball, and cry. I would text the girls later that I headed home earlier.

I took my phone out of my pocket and tried to dial a number with my shaky hands. Another tear left my eye. That was when I heard his deep voice coming from behind me.

"Skylar."

I took a deep breath, wiped away my tears, although it must have been obvious that I was crying, and slowly turned around, facing him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

He was wearing a black tuxedo with black shirt. How can he do it that he always looks good? Sometimes I spend hours doing my make-up and get dressed in nice clothes but I still don't look pretty enough.

"Seriously? That's all you have to say?" I scoffed "Hmm" I pretended to think "Why do people go to clubs?"

"Drop this attitude." He snapped coldly.

A muscle in his jaw twitched.

"Don't tell me what to do! Go back to your girl and leave me alone!"

Ace was in front of me in a second that I could feel his warm breath on my skin. His hand on my neck, gripping it tightly, but not too tight. His brown eyes scanned up my whole body until they stopped on my hazel ones.

"Are you jealous?" He whispered, titling his head to the left a bit. His forehead puckered slightly as if he was genuinely curious.

"N-no. Leave me alone and go back to her. Wouldn't want her to wait, would we?"

"I will go back to her whenever the fuck I want!" He growled "Why do you care anyway? It's not like, we're a couple."

I wanted to cry. Tears were probably shimmering in my eyes while he was watching me carefuly.

"I...I just thought..." I said, sniffing a little.

"You thought what, princess? That we will be together, get married and have four kids? I don't do relationships, sweetheart. You were just some fun. You were a little boring so that's why I had to find someone better. You mean nothing to me. Don't imagine things that will never happen. Just. Fun. That's what it was. "

All this time I was looking at the ground. I just couldn't look at his face. He hurt me so much. There was something strange in him, like he wasn't himself, but he did a great job in hiding it. Or it's just how he is, but I didn't have that much time to get to know him.

"Let me go." I whispered tiredly, I had no strength left to scream.

He hesitated for a few seconds, not saying anything, but eventually, he let go of me and rushed back to the club. Without saying a word, without glancing at me even once. I was standing on the pavement alone in the dark, chewing on my bottom lip.

I put my hands on my neck where he was holding me a few seconds ego. All those hurtful words he said were still running through my head. I have been treated many times like some trash that nobody cares about, but each time it hurts even more. I tell myself that it doesn't bother me anymore, that I moved on, but I think I will always feel this way. He could have dispensed with that speech. It only hurt me more.

Suddenly, I saw the girls running towards me.

"Skylar, what happend? Why are you crying?" Lena said pulling me into a hug.

I snuggled into her and a small sob left my mouth. "Just take me home, please."

They called a taxi and we went home. They ran a bath for me so it could help me relax and calm down, and it really helped. God, I love them. I put on my black, big t-shirt and black biker shorts and snuggled into my bed.

When I go through some shit, I shut down and isolate from others. I don't need anyone. I got me. Besides, during moments like those I can be a really mean person and tend to hurt people I care about. I was just lying in my dark room and the moonlight was illuminating the darkest corners of it.

Many people believe that everything happens for a reason. If you met someone, it had do be for a reason. If that person brought joy into your life, it had to be for a reason. If they hurt you, it had to be for a reason. If something bad happend to you, it was for a reason, and if someone close to you died even, it also had to be for a fucking reason. Because apparently you learn from everything you experience, and become stronger.

But, how long am I supposed to learn all of that? I'm exhausted. I don't want to learn. I want to be finally happy. Bad things keep happening to me and I feel like, with every new thing I become weaker and less hopeful.

Suddenly, I heard the door to my room slowly open and saw three heads sticking out of the door, looking at me.

I giggled slightly and sticked out my arms, signalling them to come up to me. They rushed towards me and we all were lying on my bed, snuggled up together.

"Are you gonna tell us what happend?" Laura mumbled against my skin after a moment of silence.

I remained silent for a while, before I sighed.

"I need some fresh air. Can we take this conversation to the balcony?" I asked and they all nodded.

My balcony was the only place where I could calm down completely. Looking at the sky has always helped me when I had to go through a difficult time.

When we were situated comfortably and covered under two, big blankets, I told them everything. I started from the beginning because Lena and Olivia didn't know about Ace. I told them how we met, where he brought me after classes, how we shared our first kiss, how we made out a little, and then about our little encounter in the club.

"How could he do that?" Laura huffed, sitting up straight. "I knew he was bad news and I told you how he is but I just...you're such a sweet person, no one should treat you like that." She hugged me tighter.

"Try not to think about it." Liv said, stroking my arm.

I love you, Liv, but that's the shittiest advice you could possibly give me

"But how do you expect me not to think about it? I really liked him. Despite all the things everyone was saying about him, I really thought that he was different." I sobbed "How the fuck am I supposed to trust someone and open up to them when every guy on this fucking planet is an asshole."

"Yeah I can agree with you on this. Men suck." Lena chuckled slightly, rubbing my back.

"Men suck!" Laura screamed.

"Fuck you men!" Liv joined them and we all were laughing.

"Men are assholes!" A male voice was heard from somewhere under the balcony and we all burst into laughter.

"I bet he's a gay." Laura said and now we were laughing hysterically.

"I love you, guys." I said after a moment of silence. We all pulled closer and they said that they loved me too.

We were sitting on the balcony for an hour or so, talking about some random stuff. I almost forgot about Ace. Yeah, almost. Because my thoughts went back to him eventually. I felt so hurt by him, yet I wished he would hug me right now, kiss me, and tell me that everything he said, was a one big lie. That he didn't mean it. But the truth is, that he did. He did mean every fucking word.

Finally, I managed to fall a sleep, thinking about Ace fucking Rossi.


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