Forbidden Desires// HS

He pulled me to the place in front of the dance floor. After reaching, I immediately pulled my hand free from his grip.
He lifted his hand and pointed to someone on the dance floor. My eyes followed his and stopped on Bruce.
What the.
“That’s just Bruce flirting with another girl.” I deadpanned
“He’s the one.”
The one what? You mindless moron.
“The one what? What are you talking about?” Rick sucked in a huge gulp of air and let it out.
“He’s the one who was driving the car that caused your Dad’s accident.”
WHAT?!
Focus Sky.
Right focus.
What the pigeon smelling monkey poop with stinking flies is going on around here?
Wait, what?
BRUCE?! That's, that's impossible.
“What are you saying Rick? Look, if you’re saying all this to get yourself out of trouble then-“
“I’m speaking the truth Sky. Please, just listen to me for once." He paused and continued, "I and Bruce were coming back from my College friend Blake’s party that evening, completely drunk. Bruce was on the driving seat. He said I could spend the night at his so I was coming with him. We were just happily driving on the empty road and then yea, your Dad’s car showed up. Bruce lost control of the steering wheel and brakes and then, you saw the rest.”
The words were sounding alien yet so accurate. Bruce was a total drinker from the start. He gets high at every party he attends. Plus, he never lets anyone else drive his car. So, it very well could’ve been Bruce. I didn't realize that at first cause I couldn't see the car that night but now, when Rick explains it all, it sounds so apt. Everything fits perfectly in place.
“Well, why are you telling me all this now?”
“I-I had a reason. But Sky, now you know that it wasn’t me.”
“How can-“ I didn’t get to finish my sentence because exactly at that precise moment, Bruce decided to make his entrance.
“Hey guys, what’s up? Hey babe, miss me?” Bruce smirked while I rolled my eyes.
“Hardly.” I deadpanned making Bruce chuckle.
“Oh Bruce, it’s a good thing you came, we were discussing something important, right Sky?” Rick said. I sighed and gave a tight nod.
“It’s about Mr.Anderson’s accident.” Rick said to Bruce.
I couldn’t help noticing the small smirk Rick was trying to hide. He seemed very excited about this encounter. What troubled me, was the fact that this was all about my Dad, my Dad and how he died. The tears were trying their best to make their way to my eyes but I kept them trapped inside.I wasn't going to let in that easily.
“Rick was telling me about how you were the one who caused my d-dad’s accident.” I said.
Bruce’s eyes widened in a second.
Yeah right, way to go drama queen.
“I-I…I have no hand whatsoever in whatever happened to your Dad.” He said. “Rick, what were you telling her? You know this wasn't my fault.” He spat at Rick.
“Oh yeah? YOU were the one driving YOUR car that night. Not to forget, in a fully drunken state.” Rick retaliated.
“What the fuck? Shut the fuck up, Rick! I wasn’t that drunk and even if I was, I was driving the car perfectly well until you decided to play your little joke and scare the shit out of me!”
“Great, now it’s all MY fault? How was I supposed to know that that idiot’s car was heading towards us? I was not on the driver’s seat, you were!” Rick almost screamed.
This turned all eyes at the party towards our little ‘discussion’ on who killed my Dad.
This is completely idiotic! This was all about my Dad’s accident, a topic I never dared to touch no matter how badly the situation demands it. But right now, it was getting hard not to resist what Rick was luring me into and I fell into his trap. Now I had to listen to all the bull crap about what exactly happened back then.
Suddenly, Bruce grabbed Rick by the collar. The atmosphere got heated. In more than a few seconds, I, Rick and Bruce were in the middle of a huge circle.
“Rick. I am telling you nicely. It wasn’t my fault. Sky knows this and you are not turning her against me.” Bruce said through gritted teeth.
Rick fake laughed. He seemed unmoved by Bruce’s actions.
“What happened? Don’t wanna be alone in bed tonight? Need another slut to accompany you for the night? Think Sky is perfect for it? Get your hands off me, idiot. We both know that this is about your good night’s sleep.” Rick spat.
I couldn’t believe my ears. Sky and slut? I could trap the tears no longer. They brimmed in my eyes.

I turned to look at Bruce whose eyes were turning red with rage. I furiously tried to read those eyes to find out if what Rick was saying was true. Did he think of me as another toy for his bedroom when he asked me if I could come to this party with him? I knew that Bruce was a player, but all those times he was nice to me it always seemed to be nothing but pure friendship.
I was trapped in my train of thoughts when my eyes caught Bruce’s hand turning into a fist. The next minute, his fist was soaring across the air to smack Rick’s cheek causing him to lose his balance and hit the ground. My jaw dropped to the floor.
“BRUCE!” I yelled.
“Shut up Sky. How dare he…?”
Rick stood up brushing off the dust and looked Bruce in the eye. His head was shaking with anger. “You fucking manwhore! Looks like you weren’t happy with causing just one murder.”
Bruce punched him again.
“Bruce stop it!” I screamed again.
This time, Rick didn’t fall to the ground. Instead he curled up his fingers into a fist and hit Bruce in the stomach. Bruce coughed out blood. This was going too far.
“Enough you guys!” I cried. The tears were rolling down one after the other uncontrollably down my cheek.
But no. No one paid a heed to me.
“YOU IDIOT! Sky’s Dad’s accident is just another joke for you! You just want to prove yourself to be superior since Sky thinks it’s all your fault and that’s the truth!”
Rick grabbed Bruce by the collar with both his hands.
“Get a life! None of this would’ve happened if that old hack wasn’t there on that road! At least you could’ve TRIED to drive us home!”
Old hack?! That idiot had the guts to address my Dad like that!
I couldn’t take this anymore. I freed Bruce from Rick’s clasps. And then, with all the strength I ever had, I raised my hand and slapped Rick across the cheek.
I sobbed. This was getting way out of control. I couldn’t take the sight of Rick’s face even a minute longer.
I spun on my heels and ran. Ran as fast as I could until I was out of the gate and heading towards Sam’s car. The tears kept flowing out. I sobbed and sobbed as hard as I could. How could someone be so heartless and manner less?! Rick had taken this too far!
I got into Sam’s car by using the spare key she gave me and slammed the door shut.


And then I let it all out. I cried and cried and screamed my lungs out.
I kept crying…and crying and crying…
Dad…I miss you…

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