Battling Demons
Skye looked up at Ned, he was full of anger, full of passion, "You were the one that said we were just using each other, that we were together because
of Kristina, that we had pre-owned hearts. Why fake the sparks. Right?
Those are your words."
"I know what I said, but there's something more, I don't know when things
changed, or how they changed or why, but they did. For me anyway and
they've changed for you too. Can't we just take that as a sign? Move forward with our lives. What would it hurt to see where this relationship
goes?"
"It's too risky. For us, for the family." Skye jerked out of Ned's embrace, she didn't want him to see her cry and felt the tears collect in her eyes. She headed up the stairs, down one hallway and into her bedroom, slamming
the door behind her, she ran over to her bed, throwing herself onto it.
Skye thought about something that happened more than a year ago, Edward had a heart attack and Alan had threw her out of the house, she didn't want Jax
to see her cry so she ran up stairs to her room. So much had changed in less than a years time. Now she was laying on her bed crying, holding onto
a decorative pillow.
She heard the knock on the door, she knew it was Ned and didn't bother to answer it, she just clutched the pillow in her arms tighter. Ned opened the door slightly peering inside, "Skye" he called softly, "Can I come in?" He
waited for a response, but only heard the sounds of a muffled cry.
He walked over to the bed, sitting down on the edge next to her, he
couldn't see her face. He placed his hand on her back, trying to soothe her, "Skye, what's wrong?" She suppressed her cries, but never turned to
face him, "Just go away."
"No." Ned said firmly, "I will not go away, not until you tell me why
you're're so upset."
"Ned, please, just go."
"Skye, please."
"Get out!" She screamed.
Ned was startled, "Well, if that's the way you want it." He got up off the bed and walked towards the door, he turned and looked at Skye laying on the bed, she would tell him what was going on when she felt it was right. After
all Skye was very outspoken. He opened the door and walked out, softly
closing it behind him.
Skye lay on the bed continuing to weep softly. She wasn't about to put her feelings on the line so Ned could just turn away from her when he got his daughter or so he could just stomp on her heart when he was through with
her.
She truly believed Jax was the one and the only one, everyone had warned her about him, even Edward said he wasn't faithful, but she didn't listen. She knew that he loved Brenda and when she came back she should have just walked away. It would have caused a lot less pain and heartache in the end.
Maybe she wouldn't have fell off the wagon.
Why did she always fall for the wrong men? It was like she was drawn to them. Maybe she liked knowing how the story would end, she wasn't much for surprises anyway. She didn't feel like getting her heart broken, first by
Tom and last by Jax and all the others in between.
Blair Cramer. An image of her flashed into her mind. The look of horror on Blair's face finding Max in bed with her. Then it was bitter sweet revenge, now it was just plain wrong. Everything in the past was a lie. Her loves,
her parents, everything.
Maybe she was better off playing the slush everyone looked down on. At least then she wouldn't have to worry about all these emotions. She would only know and need the feel and comfort of vodka and the way it felt in her mouth, burning the back of her throat as it trickled down. Alcohol was her
first love, maybe her only love. It mad her feel complete, carefree.
Skye pulled herself up off the bed and slipped off and onto her feet. She walked out her bedroom door and down the hallway, bouncing down the stairs and into the library. She closed the doors tightly behind her, she stood there for a few brief seconds, staring over at the decanters. She slowly
put on foot in front of the other and walked over to the bar.
She paused in front of it, looking at how the liquor made the crystal sparkle in the light. Bourbon, Scotch, Brandy and her personal favorite, Vodka. It was clear, it had no distinct smell and unless it was tasted it could be passed off as water. Her hand touched the top of the decanter, the crystal was smooth, yet cold and uninviting. Slowly she pulled the top off.
Ned had opened the door and slipped in without her noticing it, she was battling her own demons. He wanted to step forward and tell her to stop, that she was doing the wrong thing, that taking a drink now wouldn't solve anything, but this was something that she had to do on her own, on her own
terms.
Skye took a deep breath and then she realized what she was doing. The top of the decanter hit the floor with a bang. Her hands covered her face. Ned
walked over towards her, he placed his hand on her arm and turned her
around to face him, the tears in her eyes threatened to spill.
Skye looked up at him, but didn't say anything, he just pulled her close to him, holding her for as long as she would let him. As she lifted her head from his shoulder to look at him, he brought his hand up, wiping away her
tears. She moved her head closer to his and softly kissed his lips. He
deepened their kiss as he held her face in his hands.
He broke the kiss, but not because he wanted to, because he did more than
anything, but not under these circumstances. He didn't want to take advantage of her, he didn't want her to regret what happened. Skye looked
up at him, she was confused.
"Why don't we grab something to eat?" Ned suggested, "Are you hungry?"
"A little" She admitted.
"Well, the house is empty, do you think we could make something without
burning down the kitchen down."
"Why could give it a try."
They ended up eating frozen pizzas, it was the only thing in the freezer with instructions. Ned sat down on the living room sofa, and began flipping through the channels with the remote. Skye came into the living room with a container of chocolate ice cream. She sat down beside Ned. He was watching
CNN, she grabbed the remote out of his hand and flipped through the
channels, stopping on an old movie.
"You go for this kind of stuff?"
"This just happens to be a great movie." She responded.
Skye leaned over and turned the lamp off, she then opened the ice cream,
picked up the spoon and began eating it. She ate a few bites and then offered Ned a spoonful. He moved his mouth towards the spoon clearing it of the ice cream. Then he took the spoon from her hand and the once cream. He
offered her a spoonful, but instead ate it himself.
"Ned, that's not fair." Skye pouted.
He took another bite of ice cream but instead of swallowing it, he kissed
her, letting her taste the sweet chocolate. He did this again and again until the container was empty. They watched a little more of the movie, Ned
pulled the afghan off the back of the sofa, covering himself with it.
Skye looked over at him, "Maybe I'm cold to." She teased.
Ned laughed, "Well, if you slip over closer to me, maybe we can share." Skye smiled and inched closer to Ned, she rested her head on his shoulder as he covered her up. By the time the movie was over they were still very
wide awake.
They began kissing, slowly at first and then faster and throughly. Skye moved back on the couch and onto her back. Ned came down on top of her, she
shifted her legs so his body fit between his legs. Skye ran her hands
through his hair as he continued to explore her mouth.
He pulled away from her as they both struggled to catch their breath. He attached his lips to her neck, softly kissing her ivory skin, then grazing it between his teeth. Ned continued to trial his kisses to the hollow of
her neck. He looked up at her and when she didn't protest he kissed her
exposed area of her chest.
Ned brought his left hand up and undid one of the buttons on her black blouse, still she didn't protest, he undid the rest of them, exposing her black lacy bra. He brought his lips down on the top of her right breast. Skye urged him on with her hands, running them through his hair. She closed
her eyes taking in the feelings that he was causing her to have.
Then it happened, the doorbell rang. Then the door opened, Ned looked up at
Skye, "Who do you think it is?"
"I don't know, this place is like grand central station, everyone is in and
out of here."
Ned sat up as Skye began buttoning her shirt. Ned headed out the living
room doors, then shut them behind him.
"What are you doing here Alexis?"
"I thought I would come by and see Kristina."
"Alexis, you know that you're suppose to follow the court order."
"Yeah, but I just thought that you'd let me see her just this once."
"Alexis, it's getting late and I don't feel like arguing with you right
now, or do I have the time."
"What are you so busy doing? It can't be that late, you're still up."
Alexis pointed out.
The living room door opened and Skye came walking out.
"Oh, so that's what's so important, you were trying to screw Skye in the
family living room and I interrupted."
Skye's temper flared, "You now what Alexis, I don't want to hear this crap from you. You come to where you now I live and start things. You can't see
Kristina so just leave."
"Why do you want to keep me from my daughter?" Alexis asked.
Skye raised her voice, "I didn't make that decision Alexis, Judge Farmer
did after you made the decision to kill a man."
"You're certainly taking advantage of the situation though aren't you?"
Alexis questioned.
"I'm trying to make the best out of a horrible situation." Skye admitted.
"Right" Alexis snapped.
"A situation that you created, so if you want to blame anyone, may I
suggest yourself."
Alexis looked over at Ned, "Aren't you going to say anything?"
"Why should I? You waged the war or words against her, not me, defend
yourself."
Alexis looked back and fourth between Skye and Ned, "Fuck her while you can
Ned, because once I get Kristina back she's going to want nothing to do
with you." Alexis exited the Quartermaine Mansion leaving Skye and Ned
alone.
He turned to face her, "Alexis was just mad that I wouldn't let her see
Kristina." He said trying to explain her actions.
"Did you tell her Kristina wasn't here? That she's in the Caribbean with
Grandfather, Grandmother, Monica, Daddy, AJ, Dillon and Emily?"
"No, but she doesn't't need to know that or she'll be off trying to find
them."
"So, I think I'll head upstairs and get ready for bed."
Ned looked disappointed, "I thought we could finish what we started."
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Skye looked up at Ned, he was full of anger, full of passion, "You were the one that said we were just using each other, that we were together because
of Kristina, that we had pre-owned hearts. Why fake the sparks. Right?
Those are your words."
"I know what I said, but there's something more, I don't know when things
changed, or how they changed or why, but they did. For me anyway and
they've changed for you too. Can't we just take that as a sign? Move forward with our lives. What would it hurt to see where this relationship
goes?"
"It's too risky. For us, for the family." Skye jerked out of Ned's embrace, she didn't want him to see her cry and felt the tears collect in her eyes. She headed up the stairs, down one hallway and into her bedroom, slamming
the door behind her, she ran over to her bed, throwing herself onto it.
Skye thought about something that happened more than a year ago, Edward had a heart attack and Alan had threw her out of the house, she didn't want Jax
to see her cry so she ran up stairs to her room. So much had changed in less than a years time. Now she was laying on her bed crying, holding onto
a decorative pillow.
She heard the knock on the door, she knew it was Ned and didn't bother to answer it, she just clutched the pillow in her arms tighter. Ned opened the door slightly peering inside, "Skye" he called softly, "Can I come in?" He
waited for a response, but only heard the sounds of a muffled cry.
He walked over to the bed, sitting down on the edge next to her, he
couldn't see her face. He placed his hand on her back, trying to soothe her, "Skye, what's wrong?" She suppressed her cries, but never turned to
face him, "Just go away."
"No." Ned said firmly, "I will not go away, not until you tell me why
you're're so upset."
"Ned, please, just go."
"Skye, please."
"Get out!" She screamed.
Ned was startled, "Well, if that's the way you want it." He got up off the bed and walked towards the door, he turned and looked at Skye laying on the bed, she would tell him what was going on when she felt it was right. After
all Skye was very outspoken. He opened the door and walked out, softly
closing it behind him.
Skye lay on the bed continuing to weep softly. She wasn't about to put her feelings on the line so Ned could just turn away from her when he got his daughter or so he could just stomp on her heart when he was through with
her.
She truly believed Jax was the one and the only one, everyone had warned her about him, even Edward said he wasn't faithful, but she didn't listen. She knew that he loved Brenda and when she came back she should have just walked away. It would have caused a lot less pain and heartache in the end.
Maybe she wouldn't have fell off the wagon.
Why did she always fall for the wrong men? It was like she was drawn to them. Maybe she liked knowing how the story would end, she wasn't much for surprises anyway. She didn't feel like getting her heart broken, first by
Tom and last by Jax and all the others in between.
Blair Cramer. An image of her flashed into her mind. The look of horror on Blair's face finding Max in bed with her. Then it was bitter sweet revenge, now it was just plain wrong. Everything in the past was a lie. Her loves,
her parents, everything.
Maybe she was better off playing the slush everyone looked down on. At least then she wouldn't have to worry about all these emotions. She would only know and need the feel and comfort of vodka and the way it felt in her mouth, burning the back of her throat as it trickled down. Alcohol was her
first love, maybe her only love. It mad her feel complete, carefree.
Skye pulled herself up off the bed and slipped off and onto her feet. She walked out her bedroom door and down the hallway, bouncing down the stairs and into the library. She closed the doors tightly behind her, she stood there for a few brief seconds, staring over at the decanters. She slowly
put on foot in front of the other and walked over to the bar.
She paused in front of it, looking at how the liquor made the crystal sparkle in the light. Bourbon, Scotch, Brandy and her personal favorite, Vodka. It was clear, it had no distinct smell and unless it was tasted it could be passed off as water. Her hand touched the top of the decanter, the crystal was smooth, yet cold and uninviting. Slowly she pulled the top off.
Ned had opened the door and slipped in without her noticing it, she was battling her own demons. He wanted to step forward and tell her to stop, that she was doing the wrong thing, that taking a drink now wouldn't solve anything, but this was something that she had to do on her own, on her own
terms.
Skye took a deep breath and then she realized what she was doing. The top of the decanter hit the floor with a bang. Her hands covered her face. Ned
walked over towards her, he placed his hand on her arm and turned her
around to face him, the tears in her eyes threatened to spill.
Skye looked up at him, but didn't say anything, he just pulled her close to him, holding her for as long as she would let him. As she lifted her head from his shoulder to look at him, he brought his hand up, wiping away her
tears. She moved her head closer to his and softly kissed his lips. He
deepened their kiss as he held her face in his hands.
He broke the kiss, but not because he wanted to, because he did more than
anything, but not under these circumstances. He didn't want to take advantage of her, he didn't want her to regret what happened. Skye looked
up at him, she was confused.
"Why don't we grab something to eat?" Ned suggested, "Are you hungry?"
"A little" She admitted.
"Well, the house is empty, do you think we could make something without
burning down the kitchen down."
"Why could give it a try."
They ended up eating frozen pizzas, it was the only thing in the freezer with instructions. Ned sat down on the living room sofa, and began flipping through the channels with the remote. Skye came into the living room with a container of chocolate ice cream. She sat down beside Ned. He was watching
CNN, she grabbed the remote out of his hand and flipped through the
channels, stopping on an old movie.
"You go for this kind of stuff?"
"This just happens to be a great movie." She responded.
Skye leaned over and turned the lamp off, she then opened the ice cream,
picked up the spoon and began eating it. She ate a few bites and then offered Ned a spoonful. He moved his mouth towards the spoon clearing it of the ice cream. Then he took the spoon from her hand and the once cream. He
offered her a spoonful, but instead ate it himself.
"Ned, that's not fair." Skye pouted.
He took another bite of ice cream but instead of swallowing it, he kissed
her, letting her taste the sweet chocolate. He did this again and again until the container was empty. They watched a little more of the movie, Ned
pulled the afghan off the back of the sofa, covering himself with it.
Skye looked over at him, "Maybe I'm cold to." She teased.
Ned laughed, "Well, if you slip over closer to me, maybe we can share." Skye smiled and inched closer to Ned, she rested her head on his shoulder as he covered her up. By the time the movie was over they were still very
wide awake.
They began kissing, slowly at first and then faster and throughly. Skye moved back on the couch and onto her back. Ned came down on top of her, she
shifted her legs so his body fit between his legs. Skye ran her hands
through his hair as he continued to explore her mouth.
He pulled away from her as they both struggled to catch their breath. He attached his lips to her neck, softly kissing her ivory skin, then grazing it between his teeth. Ned continued to trial his kisses to the hollow of
her neck. He looked up at her and when she didn't protest he kissed her
exposed area of her chest.
Ned brought his left hand up and undid one of the buttons on her black blouse, still she didn't protest, he undid the rest of them, exposing her black lacy bra. He brought his lips down on the top of her right breast. Skye urged him on with her hands, running them through his hair. She closed
her eyes taking in the feelings that he was causing her to have.
Then it happened, the doorbell rang. Then the door opened, Ned looked up at
Skye, "Who do you think it is?"
"I don't know, this place is like grand central station, everyone is in and
out of here."
Ned sat up as Skye began buttoning her shirt. Ned headed out the living
room doors, then shut them behind him.
"What are you doing here Alexis?"
"I thought I would come by and see Kristina."
"Alexis, you know that you're suppose to follow the court order."
"Yeah, but I just thought that you'd let me see her just this once."
"Alexis, it's getting late and I don't feel like arguing with you right
now, or do I have the time."
"What are you so busy doing? It can't be that late, you're still up."
Alexis pointed out.
The living room door opened and Skye came walking out.
"Oh, so that's what's so important, you were trying to screw Skye in the
family living room and I interrupted."
Skye's temper flared, "You now what Alexis, I don't want to hear this crap from you. You come to where you now I live and start things. You can't see
Kristina so just leave."
"Why do you want to keep me from my daughter?" Alexis asked.
Skye raised her voice, "I didn't make that decision Alexis, Judge Farmer
did after you made the decision to kill a man."
"You're certainly taking advantage of the situation though aren't you?"
Alexis questioned.
"I'm trying to make the best out of a horrible situation." Skye admitted.
"Right" Alexis snapped.
"A situation that you created, so if you want to blame anyone, may I
suggest yourself."
Alexis looked over at Ned, "Aren't you going to say anything?"
"Why should I? You waged the war or words against her, not me, defend
yourself."
Alexis looked back and fourth between Skye and Ned, "Fuck her while you can
Ned, because once I get Kristina back she's going to want nothing to do
with you." Alexis exited the Quartermaine Mansion leaving Skye and Ned
alone.
He turned to face her, "Alexis was just mad that I wouldn't let her see
Kristina." He said trying to explain her actions.
"Did you tell her Kristina wasn't here? That she's in the Caribbean with
Grandfather, Grandmother, Monica, Daddy, AJ, Dillon and Emily?"
"No, but she doesn't't need to know that or she'll be off trying to find
them."
"So, I think I'll head upstairs and get ready for bed."
Ned looked disappointed, "I thought we could finish what we started."
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Thanks to everyone for their reviews. So if you don't mind could you hit
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