Flatmates// Cake & Mashton

Chapter forty five

Ashton's pov

I was doing my regular daily routine at the gym, I had a really lovely time with Michael yesterday and this morning, I couldn't stop thinking about it, he was too good to me. I was on my last set when I heard footsteps walk up to me "trying to impress all the guys and girls again I see eh. Shame it's all done physically" I heard the annoying voice say, knowing who it was straight away, bloody Chad. I glanced over to him and gave him a dirty look, also noticing how he was lifting pathetically small weights, what the hell was his problem? well let me rephrase, what was his problem this time? "why the fuck do you have weights so tiny?" I bitterly muttered, trying to ignore his comment and continue with my workout.

But it seems like today wasn't going to be on my side since this only encouraged his behaviour more "wow what a shocker! I thought that size didn't matter to you, since you seem to sleep with everyone in the school. Big tits, small tits. I mean there's enough of you to go around that's for sure!" what? what the fuck? where the hell is this coming from? his words hurt but I couldn't let him see that I was getting affected from it, it would only make him continue, I put my weights down and looked at him with confusement "I don't sleep with everyone. Why are you so bothered anyway? not even your own girlfriend will sleep with you" I said "well I don't care about that because I'm not a slag like you! she loves me for me. My personality. My humour. Myself. Nobody likes you for who you are Ashton" he said and laughed in my face "people just like your cock and that's it. You're very unpopular amongst the people with that terrible attitude of yours!" he continued to insult and wag his finger in my face side to side "tut tut tut!" he said with a smirk, I felt good about myself for the first time I can remember when I woke up my Michael's side, but Chad's words were crushing me, it was a very sensitive topic and he was talking about it like I was just a piece of dirty, heck maybe I was, maybe that is all I'm worth. "Get your crusty ass finger out of my face." I said and slapped his finger away from my face "stop being a dickhead, it's getting old." I said sharply "crusty finger? at least I know where my fingers have been. Not up straight guy's bums, that's for sure! do you really doubt yourself THAT much? that you have to start hitting on straight men? okay." Chad said and scoffed, I was even more confused by this point, the way he was talking made me feel very timid "what?..I'm not hitting on straight men, that's fucking weird." "Michael's straight and you've been fucking him! explain that? not that he'll like you back anyway. He's straight and you go and take advantage of him like that? nobody likes you Ashton. Just your dick. I mean to be honest I've heard your dick isn't even that great either oop sksks" I was baffled, I was extremely hurt and why the fuck was he saying oop sksk? fucking childish twat. How the hell did he know Michael and I had sex? he was bluffing right? he didn't know anything, he couldn't. "What?? I'm.. I'm not fucking him! I'm not taking advantage of anyone." I said and stood up, the fact that he was bringing Michael into this just made me feel worse, especially claiming that he was straight, he isn't straight, right? doubt started to dramatically spin around in my head, maybe he was just confused? maybe I was nothing but a friend? my mixed emotions resulted in me shoving Chad roughly, luckily the gym was quiet at this time so no one seemed to notice what was going on "get out of my face, stop talking to me." I snapped "oh yeah? well because Michael is so fucking ugly no girls like him here, so he's getting all he can right? the easiest whore going, you are. All he'd have to do is scrape your curly hair into a ponytail and bang you from behind pretending you're a girl! since you're so easy." ouch. Fucking ouch. His words were really starting to get to me and it was just seconds before I exploded, with anger or tears or both "he's not ugly for fucks sake. Don't call me fucking easy..I'm not" Michael was beautiful, Michael is the most handsome man I have ever seen and I am not going to let Chad talk about him like that, he can say whatever the hell he wants to me but I was going to throw fists if he carried on talking about him so disgusting "easy. Easy peasy Ashton" Chad said and smirked "hi I'm Ashton! I like dick, pussy, ass! come fuck me because I'm a dirty little whore and can't get any other attention so I use my body! not that I even LIKE my body anyways! look at meeee!" he said, attempting to do an impression of me, wiggly his stupid ass in my face, bluntly, I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted to break down right there from his comments, how could someone be so cruel? how did he know I didn't like my body? did he really know Michael and I had sex? I felt my eyes start to tear up and I wanted to slap myself for seeming weak in front of this asshole, I stood up "shut up! shut the fuck up! I'll fucking knock you out again, don't think I won't." I shouted "are you?.." Chad started to say and smiled slightly "ARE YOU CRYING?! BAHAHAHA!!" what.the.fuck. He is fucking sick in the head more than I thought, I punched him in the jaw with all my energy which knocked him down onto the floor, he even started crying himself "you..you cunt! you're gonna wish you didn't do that!" he threatened and got up, giving me an evil death glare before running off.

I was relieved that he has left, but his words kept going around in my head, I quickly left the gym and went outside, frantically smoking cigarettes and quitely sobbing to myself, I hated that I was allowing myself to believe what he said.

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