"Whore, I don't know who you really are but you better back away from me slowly before your fake face gets sent back to the farmers market where you got it."
She stared at me and I glared at her. "Kyle is mine. Stay away." She stepped towards me again and our bodies were pressed up against each other. People were surrounding us and Kyle came down the stairs.
"I'm going to tell you one more time, slut. Get the fúck back before I blow your face out."
"No."
"That's it." I stepped back and took all my jewelry off and stepped out of my heels, kicking them aside.
"What are you gonna do, bítchy shortcake?"
I made a fist and I was ready to strike when Kyle picked me up and took me into the kitchen. "Kyle!? The fúck! Let me go so I can go blast her face!"
"No!" He put me down and I ran from him. I found Ashley and tapped her on her shoulder.
"Look who came back!" I slapped her. Right across the mouth. Her jaw dropped and made a swing for me but I dodged. I slapped her again but on the other side.
"You bítch! I can't beleive you did that to me!"
Kyle stepped between us. "Ladies please stop."
"Whore, your face will be down on the ground!" Ashley said
"My face? Says the one whose had plastic surgery three times! Yeah, that's right! I know!"
She bursted into tears. Kyle picked me up again and put me down on the kitchen counter.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. Why?"
"You're fúcking amazing." With that, his lips crashed onto mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he put his hands on my thighs, making small circles. Electricity shot through me. He bit my lower lip, asking for entrance but I still declined.
"Please?" He begged.
"I don't do guys like you." I pulled back and hopped down from the counter. I pressed my lips together and went to go find my shoes, jewelry and my clutch. Jason caught my arm.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. She's the one that's hurt. Remember I learned to defend myself using Mom's money she sent me."
"Yeah, but you could've still gotten hurt."
"Well, I'm not. Are you coming home tonight?"
"If it's okay with you, no."
"That's fine. Yeah, it's cool. Send my best to the girl."
He laughed. "Actually I'm gonna go over to another party. But if there is a girl, I'll call first."
I laughed. "Okay."
He kissed my forehead and I left after finding my things. I checked my phone. 5 missed calls, 12 new text messages. All from Mom. I called her back.
"Hey Mom."
"Honey, are you okay? I've been trying to get ahold of you!"
"I'm just doing my homework and I had my phone on silent. Sorry Mom."
"Its okay, honey. Hows Jason?"
"He's good. He's actually over at the neighbors house playing video games. How's London?"
"That's good. And it's good. Fashion is getting more and more difficult, oh sweetie I have to go but I love you and good night."
"I love you too and Goodnight."
"Do you need any raise in the money?"
"Nope. We're good. You give us way to much already."
She laughed. "Whatever. Love you." And with that she hung up. I put my key in my lock and went upstairs. I opened my door to see Kyle laying in my bed, only wearing boxers.
A/N: What's Kyle doing there? Does he have a thing for her? Long chapter.....
Word Count: 606 <3
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