Page 64 of Firestorm
After a few minutes of gathering myself, I emerged from the darkness of the trees. Students were everywhere. Couples making out and worse in full view of everyone. A few random girls were dancing by the bonfire. A group of dudes was further back, near the coolers, where I’d taken those damn pills.
I caught a flash of Willow Craig’s blonde hair as she held Skye in a hug. Mia was urging them to move, clearly knowing I’d probably come running after Skye. Unfortunately for me, both Mia and Willow were familiar with my party ways.
“Skye!” I called her name. Willow’s blue eyes met mine, fuming mad, then the girls disappeared into the crowd.
Fuck. I’d never find Skye if she had assistance like this. Willow was smarter than she looked.
I didn’t know what Skye would tell them about what happened, and if I weren’t so crossfaded I’d have wondered why the hell I was even concerned about what Willow fucking Craig thought of me.
Clearly she was important to Skye, so now her opinion mattered.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
They’d seen everything, earlier, when I was with Carla and had ignored Skye. They’d even gotten ready together. Skye would’ve shown them the unanswered texts, which meant Mia would be threatening to freeze my dick off the moment I got close to them.
My brain was slowly un-fogging as my body returned to a state of normalcy, the vomiting having helped purge my system of whatever shit I’d taken. I threw up twice more in the bushes as I stumbled further from the party, knowing my chances of catching up to the girls were slim, especially if they went to Mia’s dorm, since I didn’t know where that was.
My muddled brain flared to life as if a lightbulb lit up inside me.
I knew where Skye’s dorm was.
I cut across a dark copse of trees that I knew was near her building, ignoring the pain in my chest.
Maybe the drugs were finally catching up with me.
At one point in my life, I’d hoped that I’d take the wrong thing at the wrong time and everything would just end. That was back before I was allowed back in school and given a fighting chance at escaping my mother’s clutches. Now, I wanted to live, if only to be free of her again. Now that I’d met Skye though…priorities were changing. Quickly.
I swore to myself that if I could get Skye to forgive me, I’d never do drugs again.
I couldn’t swear off alcohol yet. The thought alone had sweat pouring down my back, or maybe that was a fever from coming off the drugs. Hard to tell when my body temperature was naturally higher than average.
Raised voices caught my attention as I drew closer to Skye’s building. I came out of the dark grove of trees just in time to catch Landon fucking Iykos blocking the very girls I was after.
I silently padded through the grass to get a closer look, my whole body going rigid when I heard him speaking.
He was drunk. Like…really drunk. About to throw up and pass out drunk.
I would know.
And that was bad. Landon had been seething with rage after waking up from Skye rocking his shit. Rumor was she hadn’t even been reprimanded. I may not have been in class today, buteveryonehad been talking about it.
Getting involved was bad for me, especially after the conversation with my mother. But imagining Skye facing Landon alone had me feeling sick again.
“You wouldn’t be talking to me like that if you knew what I knew.” Landon hiccuped.
“You don’t scare me, Landon.” Skye sneered.Brave girl.
“Yeah, but I know who does,” he said back. “Have a good conversation after class?”
“You’re drunk. What the fuck are you talking about?” Willow said, though she was clutching Mia in terror. Mia was quietly observing, but I wasn’t worried about her. That woman knew how to fuck someone up.
And Skye…she wasn’t afraid at all. No, the woman who’d run from me in a fit of tears now looked like she was ready to rip Landon’s spine from his body.
She couldn’t do that with an air affinity…right?
“I know,” Landon slurred, leaning toward the girls. I took a step forward, then paused when Skye didn’t retreat. “I know what you are.”
What the hellwashe going on about? My drug-addled brain was still moving too slowly to understand.
