The Brunette Who Slapped Me | On going

2. She slapped me

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I heard the car screech behind me. So, I started walking faster. When I stopped right in front of him he seemed too lost to notice me.What do I say? Hello! Im here to slap you? Shut up. You ain't speaking, just do your job and run for your life! I studied his physique quickly. He was tall with dirty blonde wavy smooth hair falling on to his forehead. And beauty filled hazel eyes. How I wish I had those. Full pink musculine lips. How is that possible? He smokes! And his black V t-shirt and sweatpants clinged to his body. I stopped checking him out and right then he caught my presence in front of him by giving me a confused look and reading my features with the least interest anyone has ever shown in me.

Arrogant much?

Judgemental much?

Yes, shut up.

I'm already here. I have to do this. I gathered all of my courage and finally. BOOM! I slapped his left cheek with my right hand which made his cigarette fall on to the ground and before he could process the moment I was in the car and Zedd zoomed away. PHEW!!!! I DID IT. I DID IT. I turned around and couldn't see him anywhere. He seemed shocked! Would he follow me? Na not at all. Right?

"Well, someone did it!" Jane screamed in excitement with that said Zack started howling and everyone followed him. My heartbeat was still as fast as it was when I slapped him. I freaking slapped a stranger.

He had beautiful eyes though.

Shush, zip it now.

"Are you alright? Cause as far as my vision witnessed he did nothing and didn't even follow us, he must have understood. Stop overthinking already." Ruby casually thought out loud whilst opening a pack of chips. I snatched it away from her and started eating it

One heck of a day it was.

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It's been a long day, I had yet another fight with my sister.

Her husband left her when he knew that she was pregnant. When I was informed about this we- I mean- our "group" hunted him down and beat the living daily daylights out of him but that made everything worse. He left the country as soon as he recovered. We couldn't find him after that and now my sister was my responsibility. Atleast to me. Belonging to a rich family would sound great and of so much help but my sister denied any sort of help from me or mom and dad. But this was all in the past, 4 years and I still fight with her everyday.

Now she lives in a rented house with her daughter Stella. Stella, She is an angel and I love her How can I not, she is a cutest 3 years old.

Talking of my squad, the first time I met James and his gang was 3 years ago, in my second year of university. I got into a fight with my seniors and that's when James showed up to help me. He was the volcanic punk of the college with 3 more hot men, Chris, Tyga and Nathan.

I still don't know why they helped me but they did. And I can't thank them enough. They wanted me in their squad after that. And it was the least I could do to pay them back for helping me.

So, here I am.

It was 2:30 pm I had to go to the new hangout spot that was set by James after how they messed up with a new manager who tried to explain the rules of the previous place.

Yes.

They normally do it. I'm rarely a part of any fights and nuisance. Most of the time they already handle it too well for them to need me. So I just watch them do whatever and wait for them to ask me for help.

Which is never.

Nonetheless, I enjoy their company. I stopped my car, walking to the new place. It was a small outdoor restaurant. It looked pretty decent though. A family park was situated on the other side of the road.

I can bring Stella here.

I could see Tyga and Chris seated on a table on the right. "Hello boys" I said, joining and bumping fists. "Ahh, you're here." Tyga replied, lifting his head out of the gadget in his hold.

"James wanted to meet up. It's only been 2 days since we've last met. And he already misses us." Chris chuckled lightly. "I swear I wasn't in a mood to co-." I trailed off when my phone started ringing.

DRING DRING
Incoming call...Ashley

I excused myself to take the call. I spoke to my sister who was now crying on the phone thinking I was still mad and apologizing me. After the call, I lit my cigarette up and stood out leaning over a tree.

I was too busy in my thoughts when I saw a girl standing in front of me. She had brown long hair. Ooo, a brunette. Turquoise eyes.

Woah now that's rare and f*****g gorgeous.

And her pink lips. Her bottom lip was being harassed by her teeth in... nervousness, maybe?

By her looks, she was gorgeous and quite short but before I asked her what she wanted. I felt something soft hit my face which made my cigarette fall then I realized it. It was her hand. I watched her as she ran to the car on the road, with people in it and drove off.

She slapped me.

It felt nothing but why did she slap me? Must be some stupid dare or some sort of a prank. I don't even know her she had unique and unknown features. And w-

"WHO THE HELL WAS SHE? HOW DARE SHE SLAP YOU?!?" I heard James voice boom from behind me, I spun around to look at him fuming.

"Oh some little girl, pulling out her little prank you know, forg-." Before I could complete, James interrupted me. "She will pay for it." He gritted. No this wasn't right, she seemed innocent.

I could bet my...my...bike, her friends in the car wanted her to do so. I mean, I don't even know her? She wouldn't just do that to me if she actually knew me, right?

"James it's ok, I didn't feel a bit of sting. Her hands were like baby hands. I hardly felt anything, forget it." I explained him in the most irrational way, calming him down. I knew he wasn't one of those who would just forget about such events and move on.

"Wait for the trouble, young lady." I heard him mumble.

Girl, you've picked on the wrong flower.

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