Dear, My Thereafter

Chapter 6 | Lots of Lies

James POV

I saw a sudden flash crossed my face, then I felt this stinging pain rising up on my left cheek, it increases giving off a heat as I raised my hand to massage the pain. What the hell just happened??.....Did she just......wait am not even going to say the word. She didn't just slap me, oh god I said the word....no she didn't maybe it was a bee that's causing this pain right now. Maybe the bee flew pass so fast that I didn't even realized that I was going to get a sting.

That freaking bit... (no James stay calm, you know better not to call a girl that name especially someone you know nothing about). I stood there and stare at her with rage and pain, my laughter dies immediately, I wanted to hit her back so badly and it wasn't the respect inside me that was holding me back it was something else something deeper that I couldn't explain.

She too seems like she regretted what she did, I don't wrong her she should , slapping a person in their face for no freaking reason. Its my mouth I laugh when ever I want, I told her I do what ever I want when ever I want before. She had no right to slap me.

When she stepped up closer to me, I stopped her. Who does she think she is slapping me in the face then giving me that silly ass sympathy. I dismissed her, went for my bag, told her book out and shoved it in her chest. I didn't even glance at her to see if she stumbled a bit, I really didn't care.

I head to my car, got in, slamming the door harder than necessary and drove out the library heading up the street because there I was thinking that I could have studied with her and explains things about what happened to her book and probably even get to know her but she just had to be hostile and slap me.

Tash POV

Its been six days since I've slapped James, and two days since I've did my Biology exam, despite the fact that my book was tore badly I still manage to study for my exam, along with using books provided by the library, (thank God for that place).

James haven't said anything to me since then, I didn't caught him staring at me either, when we do make eye contact he would quickly look away and I could've seen the hurt in his eyes. I felt guilty for what I've done maybe I shouldn't have slapped him but he was getting on my last nerves, plus he tore my book, maybe he did deserve it.

I am now sitting in the cafeteria when I felt the side of the bench jerked that I was seated on, I didn't bother to look up at the person because I knew that if its not Claire then its Ren. I continued reading my book that I barrowed from the library the other day title Life. About a teenage girl who have been through a whole lot of struggles but kept her head and hopes high. Eating my Prickles simultaneously, that were standing upright in my lap while waiting for the person to say someone.

Distracted by my book, I totally forgot the fact that someone was even beside me, then suddenly the person grabbed my half eaten Prickles from my lap and that's when I looked up and came face to face with no other than James Ashton.

He stares at me, not with a smirk or happiness but with a serious express. His soft pink lips forms a straight thin line that shows up his started to bear mustache, I wanted to laugh at the fact that he behave so bad and manly but doesn't even have a fully grown mustache.

I kept staring at him not knowing what to do, if I such protest against his action, or if I should probably give him another slap across his face, I laughed mentally at my thought and that's when I see a smirk creeping upon his face. Wait can he read my mind?.

" I never came over here for you to eye rape me Miss. Williams" he stated cockily.

What... I was even checking him out in that way, he was the one who came up in my face, he leave me no other choice. Wait did I just admit that I was eye raping him, eeww that's disgusting, look guys I wasn't eye raping him, James is not even my type and I am not interesting in guys right now.