Temporary Kisses

Part 7

After we got to my house, we did as planned and worked on the Romeo And Juliet play that our English teacher had set, but soon we got bored and digressed to other activities such as playing 20 questions which was what we were playing right now.
"So how about your family?" I asked Asher. His smile dropped and he looked down at the ground before he answered. "I don't really want to talk about that" He mumbled. I sensed that this was a touchy subject so I instantly dropped it and moved onto something else. I stood up slowly in front of Asher but his eyes were still on the floor. This was going to be so embarrasing but if it got him happy again I'd at least attempt it. I slowly pulled my top off and unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs so I was standing in my underwear in front of him. He looked up at me with a sad expression still gracing his face, but at least he'd looked up. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and took off my bra and sat back down in front of him. His eyes were glued to my chest and his usual cocky smile returned. I then stood up and placed my shirt back on my body but forgot about the jeans. "Hey, you didn't need to put that back on" He laughed. His chuckle was deep and velvety smooth just like his voice. "A-are you sleeping over tonight?" I asked cautiously. He ran his hand through his hair which I now have realized is a habit when he's nervous, frustrated or annoyed. "Actually I um can't, I have to go to- yeah I can't" He stammered. Where was he going to go? Did he not want to sleep over? Was it me? "But where do you have t-" I began.
"Drop it Cat" He said dangerously.
"But Asher why can't you t-"
"Drop it Cat, I have to do stuff okay!?" He raised his voice abruptly. I shrunk back a bit and stood up to go back into my room after mumbling a quick okay. I heard footsteps come into my room and the bed dipped as Asher sat on it. "Cat, it's just tha-" He started but this time, I cut him off
"You know what Asher? It's not you it's me right? Well, why don't you go and fuck Liana like we both know you're going to do." I snapped and turned my back to him.
"Well maybe I fucking should considering she knows it's just sex and doesn't try to act like a fucking girlfriend and get all in my fucking business! Stay out of my life, you're not my fucking girlfriend, you're just a clingy bitch!" He shouted back at me causing my eyes to tear up slightly at his hurtful words. Asher stormed out of the room and moments later I heard my front door bang shut after he slammed it with all his force. I rubbed my hands on my face and let the tears leak out of my eyes and onto my pillow. Black smudges began appearing on my white pillow due to the makeup on my eyes which was now basically melting due to the tears pouring out of my eyes. I bet Asher is going to Liana's house right now. I wasn't good enough, especially after he had called me a clingy bitch.

Asher's POV

I pulled up to the arena on my motorbike and I walked inside. I was already late due to that shouting match with Cat, but I couldn't let her know I fought. What would she think of me then? Why do I even care? I'm doing it for survival, It's not as though I'm doing it for enjoyment or fun, It's just the only way I can make money. I walked in to find Xander and Nolan at the door with their phones in hand and Xander with a frustrated look on his face. As soon as he saw me, the frustration vanished. "Dude, where have you been, you're literally on right now!" He said
"I'm sorry, I got into a shouting match with Cat because she wanted to know where I was going and now she thinks I'm with Liana." I groaned while slipping on my finger less gloves and taking my jacket off. I was called and I stepped into the ring, pushing thoughts of Cat from my mind. I was bad for her and she was too innocent for a guy like me. The guy I was fighting tonight was big...like colossal in size, but nothing I hadn't fought before. I cracked my knuckles and the Ref counted down from three. After around two rounds, my ass was being kicked. I had never lost a match before and that includes in England and in Brazil, yet tonight my focus was elsewhere and I was paying for it with my well being. Punch after punch landed on my torso and face causing me to turn and spit a mouthful of blood onto the floor of the ring. This was going to be hard to hide tomorrow.One of my eyes was swollen shut and I felt another punch land on my jawbone and heard the ugly crunch which followed it. "What's up pretty boy? Not so great anymore now are you?" My opponent taunted me with a sneer on his face. My vision was beginning to blur and my head was spinning, but I had to win, I needed this money. I heard someone from the side call a time out and Nolan and Xander came on to drag me to the side. Concern and worry showed on both of their faces as they looked at my condition. "Ash, Man come on maybe you should forfeit, you're pretty wrecked" Xander said with a frown on his face.
"Ash what's wrong with you today? You seem to have lost all focus an-" Nolan began but Xander cut him off.
"Nolan, I think it's Cat, He's fighting with her so may-"
"NO, this has nothing to do with her, I-I'll focus and I-I'll win this fucking fight." I raised my voice and stood up whilst wobbling slightly. A huge headache had started in my head and felt as though I was being bashed repeatedly in the head with a brick. I crawled up into the ring where the giant stood laughing at my current state. I stood up and spat out yet another mouthful of blood. The Ref counted down from three once again and yet again another punch connected with my cheekbone splitting the skin. Hot blood dripped down my face and I looked out into the audience of cheering men, until I saw her. There she was, standing there with her friend looking at me with horror and concern. She rushed over to the edge of the ring but by then it was too late. My opponent had delivered the finishing blow and I was out like a light unconscious on the floor of the ring. Her shouts filled the air as I passed out and my eyes finally closed fully.