The Fat Girl and The Bet

Chapter 26

Ashlyn pov
 
Closing my eyes in frustration, I huffed and pushed my hair out from my face.Sitting on the front porch steps, my shaky hands was holding my tremblings lips.

My heart throbbed as my whole body ached with pain, it was like someone was stabbing me all over with no mercy. The breath inside of me was gone, I couldn't breathe at all.

It was pathetic. I was pathetic

Staring at the small garden my family and I planted years ago in the front yard, I was about five when my dad suggested to  have a little family bonding time. Even though it was 100 degrees that day and no one was in the mood, we still all got up and walked outside.

I remember that day  like it was yesterday, it was one of the best memories I had made with my dad. Just watching my dad hug my mom from behind making her smile like no one else could. They were so happy together. 

Not anymore. They hate each other. Mostly a one sided hatred.

I had come home last night to see my dad sulking in the kitchen, but when he saw me he brightened up and embraced me. I was sad and kind of mad when I saw my mom wasn't there, but what did I expect.

I got up from the steps and started to walk to school. I sigh lightly as the sun shines down on me, the breeze cool. As soon as I get to school, I swallow nervously  and walk into the building, my palms becoming sweaty.

I had to see him.

Quietly, I open my locker and pull out some books.

I didn't realize  I was in a daze till my locker was slammed shut in my face, making me flinch. I snap my head over to the right, sensing someone there, because my locker couldn't just shut magically. I blink when I see Aspen leaning against the lockers, a smirk playing on his lips.

Maybe I was dreaming about last night when I saw Aspen crying, he never cries.

Aspen doesn't have feelings.

Aspen is cold hearted.

"Um....Hey?" I ask as I re-enter my locker combination to my locker. But once I got it open, it was slammed shut again.I sigh angrily under my breath and turn to face him.

"Aspen, if you wanted my attention you could just speak." I huffed, leaning against my locker while crossing my hands over my chest, seeing I wasn't going to get my locker open anytime soon. The hallways started to clear, most students leaving which left me and Aspen in an uncomfortable silence.

"I knew you would say that." Aspen stated after a while with no emotion.

"Seriously, what do you want?" I roll my eyes as I rock on my feet, biting on the inside of my cheek.  Suddenly I was slammed against my own locker, which scared me, making me close my eyes shut. Remembering the day with Cameron.

"I want you." He whispered, sounding breathless as he attached his lips to my neck.

Oh god, not this again. The only good part is he isn't drunk this time.

"Aspen, you should know by now in this world we don't always get what we want," I say lowly. He tightened his grip on my chubby hands that were pinned by my side, a taunting look in his eyes.

"Chubbs, you should know by now I always get what I want."he pulled away from my neck to stare me in the eyes, swiftly licking his lips as his right hand trailed its way up to my waist, his finger tips tickling me. I bite my lip, holding back a squeak.

"Ashlyn" he mutters and grabs my face. I suddenly come up with a wonderful, maybe wicked idea. I grin in satisfaction, my arms looping around his neck.

"I want you too" I slightly lie in a hushed tone , watching as pure pleasure and lust filled his eyes, which made my heart started pounding hard. I went on fuck it mode and brushed my lips against his.

"R-really" he stuttered , making me smile as his eyes fluttered close and he leans forward, his hot breath hitting my lower lip. He was probably expecting for me to kiss him back.

But instead of doing what he expected, I kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear, "I just played the player." And then I slipped out of his grip, feeling proud of myself as I walked away.