Chapter 16 : the Fight of the Century

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***SASHA'S P.O.V.***

These days I've been avoiding Lightwood. I'm so freakin mad at him that I can't even say his first name. I couldn't express my feelings over the past few days. I've been so moody. Even taking a bath, I couldn't do it without freaking out. Next week is already the first day of school, I couldn't miss it for the world to see my friends again, but I get to see Adriel, Evan and Lightwood for exchange. It's been tough not taking to him. I picked up my phone and dialed his number, not knowing I don't have load.

"ce que l'enfer que!" I yelled. Sometimes if I get angry, I usually yell my ass out with French words, but shouting those words made me think of him. Made me think of Ban, my lover. My EX lover so be precise. He usually yells Spanish. I smiled. I really have to tell him about our break eventually. Even if it was never an us. I took my car and drove there.

I knocked on the door. I heard someone breathe from the other side. "Ban?" He sighed. "Stop ignoring me." I demanded. "Lightwood, answer me."

He opened the door, he looked like a vampire. "What do you want...smith. Why are you here?"
"I'll ask the same." I lifted my eyebrow.

"Dammit Sasha, I freakin live here." he rolled his eyes.
"Could you stop acting so smart? I know you freakin know why I'm here." I yelled.

"You clearly don't have a brain of your own. I've been in bed for the past few weeks. NOW, you think I care about you and why you're freakin ever here!" he yelled. I slapped him. I slapped him real hard. He held his face and closed his eyes. "This is why I never want to see you again... ever." he insisted, slapped the door and left me shock. A tear shed upon my eye. I need a break.

As soon as I got home, I checked social media.

[ Ban_Lightwood just uploaded a picture and tagged you ]

I immediately went to Instagram. How dare he?!?! He posted a pic of him and a girl. He captioned it with; By the beach with it one ;) #Blessed #FreeFrom @smith_sasha.

How could he do this to me? Telling the whole world. The whole internet about us. I couldn't stop wondering why he would do that... I loved him once, but why couldn't I get mad at him.

A year has pass...

I'm turning 18 in a month, mom is planning me a small party with my friends and I'm almost off to college.  Today is finals. I've been studying my ass off this year. No distractions and the that Chanel no. 1 person is still sending me notes, but ever since my break up with Ban Lightwood, they've been nicer.

I stepped out of my mom's car and headed to the the front door. Damn. I'm late. I saw Mrs. Williams by the gate, so I turned around. Hopefully, she won't recognize me. "Ms. Smith!" she called.

Oh no... I slowly turned around to her direction. "Oh hey."
"You do know that you're behind the school schedule?" she said.

I nod. "Yeah but--"
"Just go." she sighed.

I nod and ran. Running by the hallway, I slipped and left on my butt. I saw a note by the floor.

"Very clumsy, don't you think? Haha watch out, I guess. This year will be a lot of fun. Better than last..."
- Chanel no. 1

I roll my eyes. Let the games begin. I sneak into English Class and sat on my seat, next to Evan's.

"Sasha, how was your Sunday?" he smirked.
"Shut up." I sighed.

"Feisty, huh? I like that." he glances at me and stares at my body from head to toe. "I like what I see." he grins.

"Pervert." I roll my eyes.
"Don't worry sweetheart, I know you like me." he winks.

A year later and Evan gets weirder and weirder. He turned into a douche bag. Sleeps with random girls and calls people names. I'm his number one target. The girl he never slept with.

***

After class, Evan grabbed me by my arm and took me to the janitors closet.

"Evan, what the hell?" I yelled.
"Sasha, I've been waiting to do this for years now." he pushed me to the wall and started kissing my neck. I kept on crying and screaming for help. Ban bursted into the door and punching Evan by his stomach. It hurt him hard enough for him to fall. Ban pulled me out the door and we ran to his car. I couldn't stop crying. If it wasn't for him, I would be raped by now.

"Sasha, it's over already. Breathe in, breathe out." he patted my back.
"I-I ca-n't h-e almost r-aped me." I continued to sob.

Ban pulled me into a hug. I felt safe around him, even though we haven't been communicating lately.
"Sasha, I miss you. I miss my friend." he rubbed my back. Ouch. Friend? Even if we did take a break, doesn't mean we are over. Well.... we never actually said anything... He just said that he doesn't want to see me... Maybe he never meant it? He did send me voice mails...

"Ban... Please don't," I mumbled.
"Oh um... I'm sorry." he pulled away.

"No it's alright... I'll be going then," I mumbled.
"Yeah, me too." he agreed and we both went separate ways.

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