15: Making up

Skye

I had finally fallen asleep in the tree I was in but it was ruined by that fricken dream shared with Kelsey, don't ask how I knew she had it too cause I don't even know. After flying over to talk to her I had flown back down to the ground, I don't really want to go back to the tree. I stood where I landed, thinking of what I did want to do. After around five minutes I shifted to a black hawk eagle again and flew up to Dylan's room, don't know why, but that's what I'm doing. I made sure to be quieter so Kelsey and Drake wouldn't hear me since he's next to their room. I gently tapped my beak on the window and waited for him to come. I waited for only thirty seconds or less before he came to the window and opened the curtain, surprise across his face but he opened the window. I flew in and shifted back to human and stood awkwardly as he closed the window.

"Not that I'm upset that you're here but... why'd you decide to fly by?" He asked in his usual amusement.

I didn't look at him and scratched my arm a little nervously as I answered, "I don't fricken know, but I'm not here to say I forgive you or anything," I glanced at him to see him frown a little so I added, "because you never wronged me in the first place." I saw and kind of felt the surprise that came to his face, then happiness took over his expression.

"So.. You aren't mad at me anymore?" He slightly timidly asked, raising a brow.

I crossed my arms and huffed answering, "Wasn't really mad at you to begin with." I glared at a wall to avoid eye contact. I could friggin FEEL the amused smirk on his face, so as I turned my glare on him I said, "Holy shit snacks stop smirking at me. I didn't do anything."

He chuckled at me and replied, "Well I already knew you were mad at the situation not me, but it's understandable to be mad." I rolled my eyes and huffed, ignoring all the weird butterflies flying around in my stomach and heart.

I frowned and asked looking at him, "So you realize how scared I am to trust anyone, let alone have them know my true– uh.. fuck what are they called... Those things inside?" I'm surprised I could stare him dead in the eye, before losing track of the word I needed.

He gave a gentle smile and answered softly, "Feelings? I realized when you aggressively threatened me that first time I tried calling you cute, everything afterwards was just proof my thoughts were correct."

Unable to hold eye contact anymore I looked away and questioned, "Is all that stuff you said yesterday true?"

Dylan glanced at the floor, scratching his head nervously, then looked back at me and answered, "Yeah... Every single thing... so now you know everything there is to possibly know about me."

I raised a brow in slight shock and asked, "EVERY thing?"

He smiled gently at me and replied, "Everything. Well.. Except what I look like naked but I doubt you'd want to know that any time soon, if at all ever." I'm guessing I made a pretty hilarious face cause he started laughing so hard he almost fell on his ass. I huffed and crossed my arms, feeling my face heat up a little. Why does this happen to me. Just why. I just stood shaking my head as he continued laughing, why am I not mad? And why do I like his laugh. Ugh.

"Okay, well, while you sit here dying Ima go back to bed. See you at the ball in like fifteen hours, don't screw the plan over." I said, letting some amusement come out in my voice.

Dylan stopped laughing but smiled at me and asked, "Before you go can I have something?"

Should have seen this coming by now but I was confused and asked back, "Uh.... Have what?" And of course next thing I know he's right in front of me not even an inch away from my face, he the fricken Flash or what? Like holy crap that was fucking fast, then of course he kissed me. WHY MUST I ALWAYS ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN. Cue eye roll at self. Jesus.

We ended up making out—as per flippin usual—for a few minutes until I gently pushed him away and murmured, "Stop doin that... We do that too often... and there's a forest right there I don't want you to get any returning ideas." Dylan playfully rolled his eyes at me then kissed me again, only quickly this time.

I huffed and muttered, "Rude." Dylan chuckled and teased, "What? Only like the long passionate ones that keep goin instead of a quick peck?"

I crossed my arms and glared at him saying, "PF. Goodnight Dylan," as I walked over to the window.

He laughed and replied, "Goodnight Skye." I smiled a little to myself as I opened the window, then jumped through it and shifted while in the air, obviously back to a black hawk eagle. Something was tugging at me to stay, maybe it was the way he says my name and how it makes my heart throb, but I shook it off and flew back to the tree I was in before. After landing I shifted into a small cat to fit and lay better in the tree that had a decent sized flatish spot. I curled myself up and closed my eyes, remembering everything that just happened the past seven hours. Maybe we really are mates somehow..... I mean... It'd cause a lot of different things to make a hell of a lot more sense... Him immediately coming up to me when we first met, always being near each other for no reason, how I hated him yet let him be a sort of friend anyways. The weird happy shocks that go through my skin at his touch. All those people always saying stuff about us being a couple for years when we weren't. I snapped my eyes open as I realized something, did he hear ALL the thoughts I had about him when Henry the idiot was torturing me? Well guess I'm not sleeping at all now. I need to know!!!! ERRRRRRR. One thing I hate about being a scorpio..... gotta fricken know everything.. ugh. I huffed and sat up, glaring at the ground below me with my lil tail flicking around in annoyance. I sat like that, just thinking, for I don't know how long. Hmm.... Let's maybe try something. I imagined I was talking to Dylan without saying anything out loud, just in my head.

'Farting hippos in a rocket ship' is what I said in my mind.

I then waited a bit and heard a laugh then a response, 'What in the actual fuck Quetzal, do you know how weird it is to hear that kind of random shit in your sleep? You start dreaming it, that's what happens.'

'Woah what the shit snacks! It works?' I asked, looking up and around in my tree.

I heard him laugh and say amused, 'Yes, it does. But only cause you finally took some of your armored walls down.'

'Well. Keep up the attitude and I'll put them the fuck back.' I sassed, wishing I could cross my arms.

He chuckled in response and said, 'Alright alright I'm sorry. I'm really glad you figured out how to do this.'

I huffed and replied, 'I'm undecided about it. I don't need anyone hearing me talking to myself.'

'Don't worry, I can't and won't listen unless you want me to.' Dylan assured.

'Like when I said if you didn't show up and save my sorry ass the second day into being tortured I was gonna fuckin kill you? And the similar things along those lines?' I asked, glad I can without being in person.

'Yup, I heard most of them at least. I also heard the one from the first day, saying; 'I FUCKING TOLD YOU I SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THIS SHIT ALONE DYLAN! YOU FUCKTWAT!' The next thing I mentally heard from you after those threats was your conversation with the light.' He answered, laughing after.

My tail lashed once or twice before I shifted to human to growl out loud, "Pf. Shut up Dylan..."

I heard him chuckle more then say, 'Goodnight Quetzal, see you tomorrow at some point.' My heart felt really weird, not sure if it's a good or bad thing though...

'Goodnight tornado throat.' I replied teasingly, earning a chuckle in response. I sat awake all night, unable to sleep because of my brain going wild with thoughts and thinking. I had also spent a fair amount of that time trying to shift into a wolf, it of course did not work. Come on it can't be that fricken hard, you've seen millions of wolf pictures you know what they look like just bloody shift into one. I angrily tried motivating myself, which also did not work. Since unfortunately for me I can't piss myself off to be mad enough—going by what Kelsey said—to shift into a wolf. When the sun slowly started peeking out I just gave the fuck up and shifted into a blue jay to fly to the highest part of the tree I could. Then I just sat watching the sunrise, enjoying the change of scenery from night to morning. There was a slight breeze that picked up which felt really nice. I stretched my wings out and let the wind blow through my feathers, best feeling ever. When I was done enjoying the morning sun I flew down to the ground and shifted back to human to go find a dress for tonight, ugh hate dresses so much still. But, gotta blow everyone's minds with looking so much like a girl, so into the dress shop I go. I would just pull one out of my bag, but I feel like being nice and putting money into this kingdom and helping someone's business.