Reality

8

"Hit me!" Miles yelled, and I cowered slightly. His face softened slightly. "Jasp, it's okay. I just really need you to punch me in the face." He smiled.

"But I just, I don't want to hurt you." I stuttered out, I had never punched anyone or anything in my life, and this isn't how I thought my first experience of it would go

"Jasper, I need to know how real I am, I need to feel pain." He pleaded. I let out a sigh, stepping back a little and pulling my arm ready to hit him. And I swung my arm forward, hitting him square in the nose. The impact of my fist hitting his face made him hit the ground. He let out a groan of pain and held his face in his hands.

"Fuck!" He yelled and I fell to my knees in front of him.

"Oh my god! Miles! Are you okay? I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry!" I repeated as tears pricked in my eyes.

And instead of being mad at me, or upset with me, he just chuckled. Instead of wiping his now bleeding nose, he wiped away my stray tears. "Jasp, it's okay. I'm okay. Please don't cry. You're too pretty to cry." He said and pulled me into a hug.

"I'm not pretty." I said, my shoulders shaking from my tears. "Now that's just ridiculous, you're pretty if I say you're pretty." He said and I laughed a little.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm crying. You should be the one crying, I just hit you in the face." I said as I pulled away from our hug and hurriedly wiped my tear stained cheeks.

"Are you kidding me?! I'm happy! It hurt so much! I could feel it!" He exclaimed and I smiled. He moved closer and left a lingering kiss to my cheek. He mumbled, "Thankyou, Jasper." In my ear and stood up, heading into the bathroom. Leaving me to sit on the ground, grinning like a fool.