Sinful Love

Chapter 8: A Fair Trade

I have no idea what to say next. I was officially screwed. I needed an excuse!

"W-well... you see... I... uh..." I stuttered.

"Ahh, trying to make an excuse?" he asked tauntingly. I scoffed and crossed my arms.

"Nope. I snitched. No excuses coming from this sexy lady." I said, standing tall. He wouldn't dare tell anyone.

"Wait till everyone hears about the girl who snitched...," he said, smirking. God! This guy... I just wanted to slap him clean across the face. Cleaner than I did to Ashy. I continued crossing my arms. I tilted my chin up and faced away from him as if I didn't care. Surely, he would notice I wouldn't give a shit and not tell a soul.

"Well, the teachers may love you, but the students won't after I tell 'em what you did." he laughed to himself. He began to walk off. I tilted my head back down and glared at him as he left. I foolishly expected him to stop walking... but of course, he didn't. I slowly uncrossed my arms as he walked further away. I clenched my fists.

"Wait!" I called out to him. He stopped right in his tracks and turned to face me, still wearing that insufferable smirk.

"Yes?" he said tauntingly. I scoffed.

"Don't tell a soul." I said firmly.

"Oh really? And why shouldn't I? What will I get out of it?" he asked. I scoffed and smiled sarcastically.

"The hell do you mean what do you get out of it? You'll get out of being slapped in the damn face that's what." I spoke. He laughed mockingly. What the actual hell! Was he trying to blackmail me somehow?

"I'll make a deal...," he said, walking up to me. He stopped right in front of me. His black ruffled hair dangling over his face.

"Give me a little somethin' and I won't tell." he said, crossing his arms. I stood there in silence for at least 6 seconds. What was I supposed to give him? Money?

"How much?" I scoffed.
"Psh! 'How much'? Who said anything about money?" he exclaimed. I was so confused. What did he want if he didn't want money...? I shrugged.

"Fine, choose a price and I'll pay it." I said, also crossing my arms. He un-crossed his arms.

"Alright then. Gimme a kiss." he said. My eyes widened. Did he think I was some kind of sex toy? Or a whore?
"A kiss? Ha... you're dreaming. I'm not a whore, but you could hire one if you're that desperate." I spoke, placing my hands on my hips.

"Alright then, suit yourself." he said, turning around.

"God! Fine!" I yelled. He turned around. He smirked. He took a step closer to me. I could smell whatever cologne he was wearing. I normally hated the perfumes men would wear to make themselves smell the way they did, but this time, it was a sweet smell. It was sweet at first but turned bitter if you breathed too much in. He towered over me. I couldn't help but feel a little intimidated. I can't believe I'm prostituting myself to him. I didn't even know his name. He leaned in, but I stopped him.

"Uh-uh. At least give me your name before I prostitute myself to you." I rolled my eyes as I said this.

"Joshua." he said.

"Huh... not bad." I said, nodding my head slightly. Joshua smiled and laughed softly.

"You gonna kiss me or am I going to have to-" before he finished his sentence, I viciously grabbed his two cheeks and smothered his face in mine. I pressed my lips against his. Then I let go.

"There you go. Now, be a good boy and don't tell anyone." I told him. Joshua stood there; his eyes wide open. Still in shock from the kiss.

"Jesus... you call that a kiss?" he asked. Was he seriously asking for another one?!

"Yes! That's exactly what I call a kiss! Jesus, you can't tell me you want another loveless kiss!" I exclaimed. Joshua shrugged. I rolled my eyes and groaned. I knew I had to if I wanted to keep my reputation. Plus... kissing another boy after I just dumped Alex would make Alex jealous... and show I didn't care about Alex nor Ashly. That's it!
"Alright then... but how about we kiss in front of everyone tomorrow. We'll meet up in the yard and find a nice totally random crowd of people to kiss in front of." I spoke.

"Huh... and why would you wanna do that?" he asked intently. I shrugged.

"You wanted a kiss; I'll give you one. Tomorrow,". As I said this I walked off. I walked a few metres before slightly turning around whilst still walking forward. I blew him a kiss before turning my body to fully face the direction I was heading in. This plan was amazing. It would make Alex want to take me back. And I would reject him in the most brutal way. Talking of brutal... I would need to think of the meanest, most horrible way to reject when he wants to take me back... which he obviously will want too. When I reached my dorm, I heard whispers from inside. But very... loud whispers. I opened the door and walked in. Everyone stopped talking and looked at me before continuing their conversations. I heard the door shut and jumped slightly. Why was I nervous? Then I heard the door open. I turned around. That's right. Ashly's in my dorm. Ashly was laughing when she walked in, but as soon as she laid eyes on me, she stopped.

"I forgot you were in my dorm...," she said, smirking. I scoffed and walked off towards my bed. As I neared my bed, I stopped to see Ashly's stuff on the bunk right next to mine.

"Oh, you gotta be kidding me." I said to myself softly. Ashly bumped into my shoulder as she walked by. Was she fucking insane?! She was the one who got slapped in the face by me and now she's the one trying to get physical?

"Watch it...," I said softly, trying not to start anything. Ashly scoffed and turned around.

"Or what?" she said tauntingly.

"Last time I checked I was the one who beat the shit out of you,". As soon as I said this all the girls who were awake in our dorm stopped talking. I could feel hundreds of eyes glaring at me. Or at least that's how it felt.

"You call a slap 'beating the shit out of me'?" she questioned, walking up to me.

"You didn't fight back...," I said softly. I was nervous, fearful, embarrassed. I needed to stop talking. If she brought up the fact my boyfriend cheating on me with her, that would be the end of the conversation... and my self-confidence. That bitchy mean girl who I was had disappeared in a heartbeat. Ashly scoffed.

"Because I have my new boyfriend to do that for me." she scoffed. I was silent, and I planned to stay that way. I had no words to come back from that. I couldn't argue with her. Unless...

"Yeah well, I'm over your ass. I have a new boy toy... better than Alex. He's not even a blonde," I said, taunting her. I wore a slick smile as I said this. Ashly scoffed and laughed.

"A new boy toy? You're still the pathetic little liar you were when I first met you." she said. As she said this, some of the girls in our dorm started to whisper. I needed to win this fight. I couldn't let Ashly think she won, let alone let her win. As much as I wanted to win this fight, I didn't know how. As we stood in absolute silence, I felt myself start to deteriorate. Ashly crossed her arms, taking her place as champion in this fight. I wouldn't even call it a fight. It was just a couple of girls throwing insults at each other, not exactly a fight worth winning. But I still craved to win.

"Fine, whatever, you win, just leave me alone." I told her firmly. After I said this, I walked away in shame as I heard Ashly's laughs echo the dorm. I sped up my walking, wishing to escape her laugh. I neared my camp bed, and as I did, I felt Ashly's eyes follow me. I sat down on the bed for a few seconds before laying down. I wish I could sleep, but it was hard too knowing Ashly would do something or tease me for it. Where the hell had my confidence gone?