• what's yours would find you •

Chapter 10

I wake up the next morning with a headache that Nile explains is a hangover caused by the alcohol I took the night before. I knew I shouldn't have taken that extra glass, honestly yesterday was a blur of a night. I check my phone to see no missed calls from my parents but a text from Jamal saying he covered for me. Nile and I get ready for school together and even after taking a cup of tea, she insists on taking coffee saying it'll do me good more.

Nile and I take the bus because I am in a no mood for driving and despite the downy mood, I can't help but admit that going to the party was probably the best idea and decision I have ever taken in a while. Because of the alcohol, I passed out nicely and had what happened to be the best sleep I've had in weeks. I felt better, yeah, of course I did.

"You have to hold that part tightly," Nile says, helping me fold my fingers more around the hand support for people that get to stand on the bus. "It'll help you not sway so much."

"Mm," I nod. "Thank you."

She chuckles, "you so look like a rookie in this. Which your rich ass actually is."

"Rich ass?"

She nods, "you don't know you're rich?"

I scoff, "I'm not rich."

"Isreal you're definitely from a rich family."

"No way."

"Then are you poor?"

I pause to think, "um, no but the way you said it, we're not rich."

"You eat three square meals, your house is damn fine with no leaking roofs, you buy clothes when you want to and you drive a car. Bloke, every teenager who drives a car is rich. Full stop."

I chuckle at her logic, "if you say so." Then I look up and my eyes catches unto the nail polish on my fingernails and I gasp. "I didn't wipe it off."

Her eyes widen and then she smiles, "cool, now you get to rock your pretty nails one more day. Nail polish gang."

I roll my eyes, "you don't think it going to be weird."

"Nope, guys were nail polish these days, regardless of their sexualities. It would soon be a norm," she blinks at me.

"Are you saying that just to make me feel better?"

Nile grins, "of course."

I don't say anything to that and I look at my nails once more. I like it, I don't regret not wiping it off, it looks amazing on my usually bland fingers. Then my heart skips a beat looking at it again. If it's here that means last night was very real and I didn't dream any part of it up.

Don't think about it... Don't.

The bus comes to our stop and we get down walking the remaining distance to school.

Nile holds me hand and I turn to look at her, she speaks breaking the silence, "are you okay?"

I nod.

"You sure? You don't want to talk about last night?"

I nod.

"Okay, I'm here okay?"

I smile and remove my hand from hers throwing it around her. "I know, my minon-sized friend."

"I'm cute and sexy."

"Never said you weren't."

We walk into school and it's not hard to spot Jamal and Darcy holding hands and smiling at each other like the sun rose and set on their faces. What they have is going really close to being one of the longest relationship Jamal has ever had and I am really happy for them though it's sickening to watch. Darcy surprisingly also happens to Jamal most compatible partner in this whole school, they fit right into each other's schedule, none being too busy and none needing more attention than he or she was getting. Darcy is roped up in her own issues and businesses and so is Jamal.

"There's my favourite bro in the entire world," Jamal says on seeing me, leaving Darcy so we could hug and do this bruv shake that he insists we do because according to him, it's cool. "You have a truck load of things to tell me, mate. Truck load, starting with 'did you go?' and ending with 'how was it?'."

I play dumb, "go," I scratch my scalp. "Go where?"

"Are you kidding me?" He smacks me, then comes closer and whispers. "The club. Gay club."

I smile, "oh that," I put my fingers out for him and wiggled them at his wide eyes. "Of course I went. Whoa!"

Jamal and I burst out laughing and high-five each other. "No shit," he takes my hand in his, examining my polished nails. "This looks great not gonna lie. I'm so fucking jealous." Mal gets a smack for cussing from Darcy but he doesn't even flinch or react to it, "babe, how do you see me with these nails?"

Darcy smiles, "they are pretty Issy. And you'd chew them off so I don't see you with them."

"If I promise not too?" Mal asks again and I couldn't tell if he is actually curious or testing her out. Yes, Darcy accepted the fact that I'm gay and she respects it, trying to be as supportive as she can be but them when it comes to things about homosexuality or LGBT community she keeps shut saying maybe just two words. I don't blame her and I can't accuse her of anything, it takes time to wipe off the ingrained teaching we've grown up with. Thankfully she talks to Jamal about it all and he tries his best to help her get more open minded and accepting. It wasn't only on her views of sexuality but also on being less controlling and listening to other people's ideas and point of view too.

Darcy rolls her eyes, "anything you want Mal. It's your choice." We all laughed, saying that sounded like something straight out of therapy and Jamal turned to kiss her in reward for nailing the test. Unfortunately, Darcy wasn't completely open on kissing/ making out in public so Jamal only got a peck in.

"Hey, um, have you guys heard anything?" I ask them, my throat feeling too dry for the question and what I'm about bringing up.

"About what?" Darcy asks.

"About Sky being back and coincidentally attending the gay bar under the name Sam and dancing with and kissing Isreal before he disappears into thin air?" Nile asks on my behalf, being more expressive than I should be. I glare at her and she shrugs, she did me a favour though. I didn't know who to go about asking that.

"Yeah... that."

Jamal and Darcy's mouth remain open in shock. "Why Sam?" Darcy asks just as Jamal asks, "he kissed you?"

"I think so," I tell them even though my answer is 'I know so' but I don't want them taking I've gone crazy. I know it was him though, now that I know every other scene and moment we had at the bar started making sense and fitting right in. The smile, the dance moves, the connection... Like how didn't I know until the kiss? I felt disappointed in myself, I've been waiting for him and the one time he actually was within my grasp, I lost him again.

"How did he disappear? Did you guys talk or just kissed?" Jamal asked confused.

I sigh, "I didn't know it was him until it was too late."

"Why?"

"'Cause of the neon lights," Nile explains. "And we had this kind of glowing paints on our faces. No one could tell who was who there."

"You had it on too?" Jamal asks and I shake my head then nod.

"Um not really," I thought back. Yeah it's true I didn't have my face covered in paint, anyone who personally knew me would know it's me. Especially Sky Hunt. I groan, "maybe my mind has finally shattered into a million pieces and I've gone crazy like I always thought I would and is now seeing and feeling things."

"Um, guys," Nile starts saying. "Unless my mind is shattered too, I think I'm seeing things too." We all turn to her confused and then she points. "Isn't that your man, Sky?"

The speed I use to turn around and look should be recorded somewhere and be remembered because I almost twist my neck in the process. I am really expecting Nile to be wrong so imagine my shock when I see she's not wrong afterall. There walking into through the parking lot is Sky freaking Hunt. He looks a bit different but it's still him. He still had his glowing skin, perfect height and from the looks of it, entrancing smile. His hair was the major difference on him— the formerly dark hair with large floppy curls was still dark but now with blond highlights and the back was completely shaved low, leaving just the front and giving him small bangs with the curled hair over his forehead— it is a kind of military hairstyle.

I froze not knowing what is reality and what isn't. Am I really seeing him right now? Is that really Sky Hunt?

"Holy shit," Jamal whispers like he's scared Sky would hear it and disappear.

"No way, he's actually back," Darcy says, assuring me I'm not dreaming.

"Who's the hoe?" Nile asks and it's the I blink, looking away from Sky's astonishing face to the girl walking beside him who he had his hand around.

"His sister?" Jamal asks, leaving no room for a reply before he changes the topic. "How long has he been back and why didn't he say anything?"

"Maybe he hasn't had the chance to?" Darcy asked to no one in particular.

"Is, how bad was your break up?" Nile asks, frowning at Sky's direction.

There is too many things for me to process, all happening at the same time. It's like the world is moving really fast around me and I'm the one on standstill, not knowing what is going on. Then it all stops, the movement, the racing heart, the questions, it all stops when Sky turns— still wearing a smile— and his eyes meet mine. The grey eyes, the cat eyes, the entrapping eyes... To me it's everything and more but to Sky— I see no recognition in them when he looks at me, he looks away just at quickly, moving through us all and when he lands on Mal, he nods his head with a smile in acknowledgement. Mal is too frozen to do anything and just watches Sky walk by.

"Okay, what the fuck was that?" Nile asks, looking at us and wondering if she's the only one that didn't understand what just happened.

I feel like I'm going to throw up, I wanted Sky back now I'm not sure if I should have wished for that. They do say Ignorance Is Bliss, something tells me I'm going to get to understand that saying more than I want to.

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Short chapter... I wanna hear your theories.

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