Always (Next Generation The Skulls 1)

“Are you all fucking serious?” he asked.

Anthony stopped and moved into his space. “Do we look serious? You’re not one of us but while you’ve got your little mommy complex, you will be. You got a problem with that, fuck off.”

Simon stood, watching his friends walk away.

It was the first time in his life that he finally understood his father. They were two different clubs. Sure, they were friends, but that didn’t for a second mean it was going to last. He caught up with them, following them back to the clubhouse.

He wasn’t a Skull, nor would he ever be one. Going back home wasn’t an option. For now, he was just going to have to deal with what he’d done.

When they got back to the clubhouse, they snuck inside. Tabby was already in her room and had closed the door.

He quickly went to his room, showered, changed into a pair of shorts, and snuck down the hall. He tried her door, rather than knock.

It was open.

Her light was still on and she rolled over, looking at him. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to apologize.”

“I don’t want to hear it.”

“I shouldn’t have done what I did.”

“I know that. The entire club knows that.” She glared at him. “I don’t want to talk to you.”

He stepped into the room. “I want to talk to you.”

She threw her blanket off and stood. “You want to talk. So because you want to talk, I’ve got to listen.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Fuck you. You don’t ever get to treat me like a piece of property and think a little thank you is all I deserve.”

“Do you like him?”

She frowned. “What? Who?”

“Luke. The Dog I was fighting tonight.”

“No, why?”

He shrugged.

“Oh, come on. That’s what this is about?” she asked. “I don’t fucking believe you. Get out.”

“I’m sorry.”

“No. You don’t get to throw accusations like that around. I never once questioned you with that Amber chick, did I? I believed in you, and now you’re asking me if I’ve got feelings for one of our enemies. Are you crazy?”

He didn’t think he was but now he had an idea.

“I’m sorry.”

“Get out. If you have any regard for me at all, but I’m starting to think you don’t, get the fuck out. Now.”

He looked at her as she climbed back into bed and he stepped out of her room. This wasn’t where he wanted to be. He needed to learn to keep his big mouth shut. He had no doubt she wouldn’t stray. None. She loved him just as much as he loved her. He’d fucked up.

Daisy was coming back from the bathroom and stopped. “You want to gloat?” he asked.

“Someone is in a pissy mood, but I can tell you deserve it.”

“Thanks, that’s just what every single guy wants to hear.”

Daisy tilted her head to the side. “You are a big dick, aren’t you?” She chuckled. “You are so going to have to make up for it with her.”

“And I take it I’m not going to get any help from you?”

“Not a single one.” She stepped past him. “Oh, and yes, everyone at the club knows that Luke has the hots for Tabs. It has been that way for a long time. I don’t know if she sees it, or if she has simply chosen to ignore it, because to her, it’s not important. None of us have ever brought it up as we all know it’s pointless. Luke and Tabs will never happen, unless of course you’re a big enough of a dick to send her on her way.”

Daisy patted his shoulder. “Whatever’s going on inside that head of yours, get over it, or you’re going to lose the only person who has ever liked you.”

She stepped into her bedroom and Simon shook his head.

He’d fucked up big time.Chapter Fifteen“Are you okay?” Daisy asked.

Tabitha looked up from the swing to see her best friend approaching. It had been a week since her argument with Simon and she hadn’t forgiven him. She was still pissed at him and didn’t want to give in too soon. It seemed wrong to do so.

“Yeah, I’m okay. You?”

“I figured I’d ask you. See how you’re feeling.” Daisy lowered herself into the swing.

“I’m fine. I think. Can you believe we’re heading back to school today?” Tabitha asked, wanting to change the subject.

“Don’t do that,” Daisy said. “I’m not Simon or one of your other friends. I’m here with you. For you.”

“I know. I just, I find it hard to talk about, you know?”

“Yeah. Simon’s a dick. We can keep on talking about the dick.” Daisy’s lips pressed together as she looked past her shoulder. Tabitha glanced back and saw Anthony heading toward them.

Their parents were dealing with something urgent with the Billionaires and once that was done, they were all going to school. There was of course a little meeting with the principal to get through, yay.