It Began With A Cupcake

Chapter 1

"I love you Abigail. I love you." My mother whispered as she hugged me tightly.
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I knew it couldn't be true, my mother was gone. I was left with my father. After she passed he drank. And then his obsession grew bigger and bigger. Every time he came home from the bar, he would abuse me. Kicks in the shin, cuts in my backs and slaps on my cheeks. Everywhere was bruised and I was wondering how I could go to school without people noticing my bruises. Dad wouldn't be home until Friday because he's gone to some club party or whatever.

I wake up and hop into the shower. I turn the hot water full blast until steam rushes everywhere. I finish my shower and quickly dry myself. This was my sophomore year, so I had to make an entry. I pulled out a blue sweetheart crop top and a black skater skirt. I applied some concealer, two coats of mascara and a fuchsia lipstick. I curled bits of my straightened ombré hair and was out the door.

I hopped into my Mini Cooper and rushed to Wreght High school. Players, jocks and slutty bimbos here I come! I pulled up at the first parking I see and head inside the school. Already, all the guys are looking my way. I saw my best friend Alex Richton walking my way. "Hey lex! You excited?" I ask as his eyes widen. "Mhmm! I can't wait to go to parties and get wasted!" Alex whooped as he fist bumped the air. "We have every single class together!!!" Miranda my other BFF squealed as she clasped me into a hug. I nodded as I hugged her back. Miranda was a very outgoing girl. She had red wavy hair sleeping on her blades and glistening green eyes. She had rosy cheeks and pink soft lips. Alex has ruffled blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. He was pretty built and had tanned skin.
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"Lex and I are gonna go to the cafeteria! See you there?" Miranda asked as I nodded my head. I just needed to go get my lunch. I unlocked my locker and took out a red velvet cupcake. Lunch was the last period of today. I stared at it while I walked down the hallway. I unwrapped the plastic and sniffed it. De. Li. Ci. Ous. I stare at my red velvet cupcake as I lick my lips. I'm in heaven. But just as I was about to bite into my awesome cupcake a douchebag bumps into me making my cupcake smear on his shirt. "You motherf-"

"Watch your language, cupcake." He sniggered as he wiped the cupcake off his shirt. I groan inside my stomach. I look at my fist, then look where to plant my punch when suddenly my eyes met with his. Wow, he's hot. He had brown ruffled hair and brown chocolate eyes. Soft lips that I honestly can't wait to to touch. Wait what? His chuckles wake me up from my trance. "You're eye-raping me, cupcake." He sniggered again as I mentally growl. "Anyways you owe me a new t-shirt. Abigail." He laughs as he heads outside. While he walks outside the bell rings. School is over and I hadn't even tasted my cupcake. Ugh.

When I walk outside I see that the guy had taken off his shirt. Man was he ripped. One of his mate's walk up to him and put him in a headlock. "Hey Ashton!!! Let's go clubbing tonight!!" his friend Thomas yells as Ashton fist bumps him. I sigh. I wish I could go. I see his brown eyes beam at me but then his face goes blank. Ugh. I am not going to fall for him. He's a player.

Ashton Wrightson
Man she's looking my way. God she's hot as crap. My eyes smile at her but I put on a blank face after. If she wants me she has to get me. So I pull the closest slut into my arms. Apparently her name was Ashley. God, she was ugly as hell. A full on caked up face but eh she had a fine body. "Should we?" I whisper in her ear as she shivers. "We should" she answers with a smug smile. I pull her into my car and we do the deed. I can see Abigail rolling her eyes as Ashley buttons up her shirt. She leans in for a kiss but I have already shut the door. I know you're probably thinking I'm a player and a big headed jock but.. Yeah I am. But I feel like Abigail has some connection with me. I don't know how and why.

Abigail Keaton

What a big effing player. I'm just about to give him the bird but then my phone rings. "Hallo!"
"Hello sweetie! It's your Aunt Amber! Now you have to move in with me because y-your f-father d-d-died. Sweetie now don't frown please." My aunt Amber croaked.
"Don't woz! I'm fine!!" I pretended to weep but inside I was smiling. No more abuse. "I'll be picking you up! We're just moving a few blocks up! You'll make plenty of friends! Let's see uh, Mrs Wrightson's son Ashton will love you!" My aunt chirped as I turned off the call.

Wait what? A-Ashton is m-my neighbour. Oh god.
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"Do you need anything Abigail?" Aunt Amber chirped as I shook my head. I walk outside to take a stroll when suddenly I bump into a firm chest. His bulky arms grab me and I relax in his hold. "Cupcake? Wha-at are y-you doing h-here?" Ashton inquired as I tensed up. "I um. Um. I'm um living here." I stammered as his eyes widened. Oh god is he gonna stare at me when I'm dressing? Note to self: close curtains when naked.

"Oh. I'll uh. Um. YOU STILL OWE ME THE SHIRT!!" He yelled as he tossed his football around. Just as I was about to answer back I see someone with red hair. Oh crap. My ex is here. I gawk and quickly scratch my scalp casually. "Abs? Babe! I missed you so much!" Damien groaned as he touched my waist. "Piss off! WHEN I SAID WE WERE DONE I MEANT IT!" I yelled. "Abs! Stop lying!" Damien said as he pressed his lips on mine. "Mm mph. Get off!" I screamed as my lips parted with him. What happened?.

"What the **** are you doing?" Ashton growls as he interwines his fingers with mine. "She's my girlfriend!" Damien spat. "Ex-girlfriend!" I barked as Ashton pulled me behind him. "Back off! She's my girlfriend!" Ashton growled angrily. "But I'm not yo-" Ashton gives me a death stare saying 'don't you dare say anything, just let me handle this!'

"Oh yeah. Prove it!" Damien said as he brushed his tongue around his teeth. Then abruptly someone's lips press on mine. Come on Damien. I open my eyes to see that it's Ashton. I wanted Damien to believe us so I wrapped my arms around Ashton's neck. "Anyways let's go babe." Ashton cooes as he snakes his arm around my waist. I head to the back of his house and I slap him. "WHAT THE FUDGE WAS THAT FOR. YOU COULD HAVE JUST HUGGED ME OR SOMETHING!!" I snap as Ashton's eyebrow narrows. "Oh really, if you didn't want me to do that why were your arms wrapped around my neck?" He chuckled playfully as I hop over his fence. I wanted to go because my cheeks were fluro red.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Ashton says sadly. "Aww. Did you want me too staay??" I whispered as I rubbed his jawline. I then quickly turn the rub into a slap and run off. "CUPCAKEEEE!!!" He whimpers as I run into my house. I laugh as I shower. I walk into my room to see a message on my phone.

Ashton the hottest dude in the world: you forgot to close your curtains. Mehe.

I freeze. Wait did he hack into my phone? I stare at myself and quickly wrap a towel around me. I go to close the curtains and see Ashton sniggering quietly as a little flash escapes from his camera. Oh hell no! I turned around to see what I could wear before I could go beat the crap out of him. The only things around me was a sports bra and neon shorts.

I open the door to his house and run up to his room. I barge into to see him on his bed laughing at his camera. My eyes dart to his solid boner. "YOU PERVERT!" I scream as I punch him in the nose.
"Cupcake! I can explain"
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"Please stop! Argh"
Punch
"Stopp"
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"I swear! I'll delete it!"
Punch
"I will!"
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"I PROMISE"
I look at my fist. "Gimme your camera!" I screamed as he stifled it into his armpit.
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"Okay! Okay I was joking! Not!!"
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"Here! Not!"
Punch
"Okay okay. I'll stop! Now!!" He yelled as he gave me the camera. I pressed delete on his camera and my naked body was gone. Note to self: CLOSE CURTAINS AT ALL TIMES

Ashton Wreighton:
She's soo cute. She didn't even know I had already uploaded the photos on computer. Duplicate. Duplicate."Now go fix that hard cucumber!!" She shrieked as she stormed off. "Uh, cupcake. You did it so you have to help me.." I chuckle as she gives me the bird. "Oh whatever! You do it for me in my dreams!" I laughed as I closed the door. I can already hear her ewing. I got a message from Thomas.
Thomas: hey! You ready to go? Let's see how many chicks we can do.
A tight feeling goes into my throat. Which one should I keep. Abigail or my reputation?