A/N~~~~~~~
warning: there is swearing in this chapter: do not read if you'll be offended
disclaimer: S.E. hinton owns everyone cept Skye and Ace
to reviewers:
A: thanks, I'm glad you like it!
Wen: thanks you very much. I got your email and I'm doing my best to update a.s.a.p.
Dally's chick: thanks a lot for the ideas, they were really helpful.
Cotton Blossom: Thank you! ^_^ your reviews are great!
CinderBrat: That's great to hear. I wasn't going to Mary-sue or unMaru-sue so I'm glad that maybe it's a bit of both.
SirenBloom: hahaha, she's a tough one alright. We'll just have to see what happens, eh?
Linds: you're loverly. Thanks for reading.
"Hey sex kitten!" The guys called as I entered the bar named "Midnight". It opened at night and closed around 3 or 4, there were always rumbles and being fairly new, it was Ace's hangout.
This dance club was owned and run by soc's but there was no way they could keep out the tough looking greasers. The darkness and dangerous aura of that place attracted more than it's fair share of trouble. And over all the trouble, Ace ruled.
As I walked through the shady night club memories flashed vividly through my mind. Only the reckless and buck wild gathered in the back of the place. It was like an exclusive cult or something.
"kitten!" Ace said as I pushed my way through the sluts surrounding him. They were all young and beautiful and it occurred to me that I had been just like them.
Ace's green eyes and sultry look drew me in just like before.
"My sexy little Kitten's back." Ace whispered into my hair as his hands ran themselves up and down my hips.
He had a habit of nicknaming his favorites. Sex Kitten. Hot Lips. Wildcat.
Usually there were based on the girl's performance in bed. It made me sick to think about it now.
"Do you have any idea what I've been through lately?!" I shouted to be heard over the music, pushing him away from me.
"Hey cool it, Kitty." A girl I recognized as Freaky Friday cut in, "What'd Ace do to you anyway?!"
I recoiled with pent up anger. It was more like what hadn't he done to me! I could see it in her eyes; she was in love with him. The poor fool.
"Get outa my way, Friday." I said real slow and dangerous-like, anger flickering in my icy blue eyes, "I was having a real important conversation with this Ace of Spades."
Freaky Friday almost replied but Ace placed his hand on her back and whispered, "it's okay, baby." I watched as he kissed the pale skin along her collarbone and neck. I remembered too well how it used to send thrills of pleasure up my spine when he did that to me.
I glowered at them silently my anger growing.
"Why don't you put some ice on it, baby?!" I heard a deep voice behind me say. Some soc stood directly behind me, grinding his hips against mine, "You're pretty hot you know."
I would've punched in lights out but he gripped my waist and I was overwhelmed by the smell of English Leather cologne.
"kitten.you're so hot.." Somehow the soc had maneuvered us to the dark corner of the club and I closed my eyes. It just felt so good to dance again. So good to just fall back into the routine.
".But something's wrong with your clothes." I could hear him whisper, "Who wears sweats in a night club?" His burning hands made their way down into the loose cotton sweats.
I had almost forgotten the feeling of violation that always came with dancing here. I screamed but the soc knocked me against the wall and this time his hands groped hungrily at my chest.
A fist collided with the soc's cleanly shaven face.
He looked around wildly from the ground to see who had hit him. I slumped against the wall. That had been so close. I'd almost slipped and fallen back into my old life. I'd almost become Sex Kitten again. Oh God.
But Not anymore! I was Skye Carson now. Not one of the nameless sluts that frequented Midnight dance club.
"A-Ace" the soc stuttered as Ace stood over him menacingly, even the socs had a grudging respect for the Ace of Spades, "c'mon. I didn't mean anything by it."
"That's what I though." Ace said, leading me away, "What did you want to talk about sex kitten?" He asked smoothly, "Where've you been these past months?"
I almost blew a gasket.
"Where the hell do you think I've been, Ace you dumbshit?! I've been pregnant." I exploded.
Ace pulled his hands away from me like he'd been burned.
"With my." He didn't looked surprised exactly, just kind of amused.
"Yah, with your kid. Where the hell were you? I miscarried. Did you know that?!" I was screaming at him now.
We were in the small bathroom and the music was somewhat muffled.
At those words Ace relaxed, "c'mon baby. Let's just pick up where we left off."
"No!" I slapped him as hard as I could and tried to open the door, "you bastard."
"Sexy, what the hells the matter with you? It's just you and me again, babe." Ace's hands were all over me and he forced himself on me, "we were so good together."
I kicked at him but he caught my leg and twisted painfully.
I fell hard.
"Get the fuck off me, you bastard!" I screamed until his hands caught my hair and his weight rested on my pelvis.
"I'm not the bastard, kitten." He whispered darkly into my ear while pulling my hair so hard that my chin strained upwards, " that would've been your child."
I screamed and kicked but Ace ignored me and ripped Pony's tank open. My nails caught his face and blood dripped from the wound.
"Bitch!" He screamed at me, eyes flashing angrily. Oh no. I'd scarred his god damn handsome face. What to do now.
He slammed my head against the tile floor painfully.
"You don't realize how lucky you were to me with me!" He yelled, ripping at Pony's sweats.
Ace's face filled my vision, now twisted with rage. I closed my eyes and struggled, terrified out of my wits.
The only coherent though I could form was that..those sluts outsides weren't the only fools in this place. Such fools.
warning: there is swearing in this chapter: do not read if you'll be offended
disclaimer: S.E. hinton owns everyone cept Skye and Ace
to reviewers:
A: thanks, I'm glad you like it!
Wen: thanks you very much. I got your email and I'm doing my best to update a.s.a.p.
Dally's chick: thanks a lot for the ideas, they were really helpful.
Cotton Blossom: Thank you! ^_^ your reviews are great!
CinderBrat: That's great to hear. I wasn't going to Mary-sue or unMaru-sue so I'm glad that maybe it's a bit of both.
SirenBloom: hahaha, she's a tough one alright. We'll just have to see what happens, eh?
Linds: you're loverly. Thanks for reading.
"Hey sex kitten!" The guys called as I entered the bar named "Midnight". It opened at night and closed around 3 or 4, there were always rumbles and being fairly new, it was Ace's hangout.
This dance club was owned and run by soc's but there was no way they could keep out the tough looking greasers. The darkness and dangerous aura of that place attracted more than it's fair share of trouble. And over all the trouble, Ace ruled.
As I walked through the shady night club memories flashed vividly through my mind. Only the reckless and buck wild gathered in the back of the place. It was like an exclusive cult or something.
"kitten!" Ace said as I pushed my way through the sluts surrounding him. They were all young and beautiful and it occurred to me that I had been just like them.
Ace's green eyes and sultry look drew me in just like before.
"My sexy little Kitten's back." Ace whispered into my hair as his hands ran themselves up and down my hips.
He had a habit of nicknaming his favorites. Sex Kitten. Hot Lips. Wildcat.
Usually there were based on the girl's performance in bed. It made me sick to think about it now.
"Do you have any idea what I've been through lately?!" I shouted to be heard over the music, pushing him away from me.
"Hey cool it, Kitty." A girl I recognized as Freaky Friday cut in, "What'd Ace do to you anyway?!"
I recoiled with pent up anger. It was more like what hadn't he done to me! I could see it in her eyes; she was in love with him. The poor fool.
"Get outa my way, Friday." I said real slow and dangerous-like, anger flickering in my icy blue eyes, "I was having a real important conversation with this Ace of Spades."
Freaky Friday almost replied but Ace placed his hand on her back and whispered, "it's okay, baby." I watched as he kissed the pale skin along her collarbone and neck. I remembered too well how it used to send thrills of pleasure up my spine when he did that to me.
I glowered at them silently my anger growing.
"Why don't you put some ice on it, baby?!" I heard a deep voice behind me say. Some soc stood directly behind me, grinding his hips against mine, "You're pretty hot you know."
I would've punched in lights out but he gripped my waist and I was overwhelmed by the smell of English Leather cologne.
"kitten.you're so hot.." Somehow the soc had maneuvered us to the dark corner of the club and I closed my eyes. It just felt so good to dance again. So good to just fall back into the routine.
".But something's wrong with your clothes." I could hear him whisper, "Who wears sweats in a night club?" His burning hands made their way down into the loose cotton sweats.
I had almost forgotten the feeling of violation that always came with dancing here. I screamed but the soc knocked me against the wall and this time his hands groped hungrily at my chest.
A fist collided with the soc's cleanly shaven face.
He looked around wildly from the ground to see who had hit him. I slumped against the wall. That had been so close. I'd almost slipped and fallen back into my old life. I'd almost become Sex Kitten again. Oh God.
But Not anymore! I was Skye Carson now. Not one of the nameless sluts that frequented Midnight dance club.
"A-Ace" the soc stuttered as Ace stood over him menacingly, even the socs had a grudging respect for the Ace of Spades, "c'mon. I didn't mean anything by it."
"That's what I though." Ace said, leading me away, "What did you want to talk about sex kitten?" He asked smoothly, "Where've you been these past months?"
I almost blew a gasket.
"Where the hell do you think I've been, Ace you dumbshit?! I've been pregnant." I exploded.
Ace pulled his hands away from me like he'd been burned.
"With my." He didn't looked surprised exactly, just kind of amused.
"Yah, with your kid. Where the hell were you? I miscarried. Did you know that?!" I was screaming at him now.
We were in the small bathroom and the music was somewhat muffled.
At those words Ace relaxed, "c'mon baby. Let's just pick up where we left off."
"No!" I slapped him as hard as I could and tried to open the door, "you bastard."
"Sexy, what the hells the matter with you? It's just you and me again, babe." Ace's hands were all over me and he forced himself on me, "we were so good together."
I kicked at him but he caught my leg and twisted painfully.
I fell hard.
"Get the fuck off me, you bastard!" I screamed until his hands caught my hair and his weight rested on my pelvis.
"I'm not the bastard, kitten." He whispered darkly into my ear while pulling my hair so hard that my chin strained upwards, " that would've been your child."
I screamed and kicked but Ace ignored me and ripped Pony's tank open. My nails caught his face and blood dripped from the wound.
"Bitch!" He screamed at me, eyes flashing angrily. Oh no. I'd scarred his god damn handsome face. What to do now.
He slammed my head against the tile floor painfully.
"You don't realize how lucky you were to me with me!" He yelled, ripping at Pony's sweats.
Ace's face filled my vision, now twisted with rage. I closed my eyes and struggled, terrified out of my wits.
The only coherent though I could form was that..those sluts outsides weren't the only fools in this place. Such fools.