Hate and Other Crappy Things by Living·my·life Forever (good book club books .TXT) 📖

~ Asher's point of view

   Ugh! I didn't know she'd be crying. Even though I should have expected that. Duh! Stop being slow, Asher! Now I have to comfort her. She can not ever know that I like her, more so love her. I guess the hate turned to love. Yes, I said it. I am in love with Gabs. But, I can't do that to Laina or their relationship as best friends. I may seem mean sometimes, but I have a heart and soul. I'm only mean to Gabs.

I dragged myself, literally, up the stairs. If I didn't help out Laina would kill me, literally. She's done it before. It was probably about 5 am. I'd only been sleeping for two hours. Great.

When I got to her room, she was curled up into a little ball. It was so cute... Snap out of it! I stepped on a creak in the floor which made her turn around and the silk covers fell off. She was only dressed in a blue lace bra and matching lace underwear. She screamed and I stared for a few seconds . Then I turned around for her to cover up.

"What the hell are you doing?!" she yelled.

"I came to check on you because you were crying really loud." I turned back around to her unfortunately covered up body.

Her face flushed. "Oh, I'm sorry." I nodded.

"Come on. Talk. Let it out. I'm here."

"I know. And that's the thing. It shouldn't be you. Elliott should have been there! Why would he do that to me?! It's just not fair." Well, that hurt. she started crying again and I pulled her to me. I felt pure love for her. But she probably only felt disgust.

"I know it hurts. I'm sorry I can't do anything about that. It'll get better, trust me." she stiffened and looked at me with those precious teal eyes.

"Why are you being nice to me?" she asked with every bit of confusion on her face.

"At first, Laina put me up to it. Then, I thought since your brother let's me stay here I guess I should be a little nicer." I lied. I couldn't tell her the truth. "I also know what you're going through. That feeling of betrayal from someone you love. It feels like hell." she looked deeply into my eyes, I'm guessing to see if I was lying. Not completely I wasn't. Just the part about living here. She shook her head and started tearing up again.

"Don't cry. You know now that he isn't worth it. If a guy isn't enough of a man to stick up for you, he definitely is not worth crying over. Okay?" I turned her face to mine to make sure she understood. To see if she stopped tearing up. We looked at each other for I don't know how long. The urge was eating me alive. I leaned hesitantly towards her and she stayed rock still.

I had to see what it felt like, just once. If there was any feeling at all, or none. I had to know if there were sparks. My lips touched hers. There was nothing I kept going and still there was nothing. But then, she kissed back. Didn't see that coming. We moved our lips in synchronization. Finally, there were sparks. They ran all through my body as we intensed the kiss. I went down her jaw line and kissed her slowly down to her neck. I licked and sucked probably giving her a hickey. Then I laid us down with me on top.

" No. No. Stop. We c-can't d-do this." I shamedly looked at her, realizing what I'd done. I kissed her softly once more for three seconds on the lips and walked out. Now, I can never kiss her like that again. Ever. But, I'll find a way. That girl can kiss!

~ Gabrielle's POV

That did not just happen. Did it? That alcohol must have been really strong. Yep, that's it. Strong alcohol-hullicination. There is the answer to my problems right now... okay, now I sound like an alcoholic. 

The next morning, I touched my lips trying to put everything together. Why would I kiss him back? Oh that's right, I'm a freaking retard! How could I have betrayed my friend like that? Best friends don't kiss each other's boyfriends. But it felt so good and so wrong at the same time. Matter of fact, it felt great. Like we should have done that a long time ago. His lips against mine felt like the right thing to do. Me in his arms felt like the right place to be. I wanted more, I needed more. I know I may sound like some slutty slut slut, but it's really not like that. I just feel that I want more of him. More of spending time in his presence. Mostly just kissing, but hey you get the idea. At least I'm telling the truth.

 I tried to get up and then fell out of my freakishly tall bed. I banged my knee on the floor making a loud thud.

"Ouch." Well, that was such a lovely painful experience, now wasn't it? Stupid floor. Why'd that have to be there? Gosh. I already have hangover issues. Just... lovely. 

Well, I decided to put some clothes on. I grabbed a big T-shirt that went about two inches above my knee. Then I went into the bathroom, did the normal thing you have to do in the morning (pee), and then I brushed my teeth. I went downstairs to get some asprin, hoping and praying Asher went to his room instead of the couch. He has his own room here, yes indeed. My grandfather had owned a very successful company and since my dad was too high to take after Gabe and I, we got the house(semi-mansion) and all his money. His company is still up and running even after his death. So cha-ching! 

Hallelujah! That boy was upstairs. I got into the kitchen and, oh wow. My brother and some blonde chick were...maybe you don't want to know. They were on top of each other on the counter...asleep and... half naked. I decided to trust you and tell you anyway. Don't tell no one, ya' hear? 

"Ay, wake up!" They both fell off, leaving me to laugh my ass off. 

"What the hell?" the blondie mumbled with her mouth full of sleep.

"Bitch, just get out. Don't use language in my house. That's my job and my job only, dammit." I slammed my fist on the counter. Ouch. Head. Hurts. Bad. 

"What's going on down," yawn, "here?" Why does he have to look so sexy when he's sleepy?! His sleepy voice is some sexy shit! When he's scratching his head, and he's shirtless with his perfectly trimmed chest. He's also in his gray boxers that have the words peace in cursive all over them. Awkward much? Which makes it even more hot! Snap out of it dammit! 

In result of being mad at him kissing me and his beautiful body, I dragged poor little blondie towards the door and tossed her out like the piece of trash she was. "Have a nice day, hun. Don't come back now, ya' hear?" I strutted back to the kitchen, my head held high in a cocky manner.

"That was completely unnecessary!" my brother yelled when stood from the floor.

"Why because she gave it up to you? What, now feel like you owe her something? Nope! That slut can get hit by a car for all I care." Asher burst from holding in laughter. Don't say it! I know what you think I'm thinkin'... you're exactly right... that sexy laugh. It made me happy he was laughing at me. Very much indeed. Snap. Out. Of. It! 

"That there was a-" Gabe stared at him with pure hatred. "Mighty good sleep!" he lied, strecting his arms and fake yawning. I giggled at him and then he looked at me and winked. That made my insides melt but I kept it together and rolled my eyes at him. Which only made it worse for me. 

After taking my asprin, I went over to him and grabbed his hand and pulled him into a sitting room we never use. 

"One of us has to tell Laina about what you did last night." I blurted out. He stared at me in shock.

"What? Why?" he questioned.

"Um, because? I can't keep that from her." I stared at him as if to say, duh?!

"Why can't we just keep it to ourselves? She'll be way too mad." 

"So?! That's not my problem! You're the one who kissed me and-"

"But you kissed back." He grinned, a slow smirk creeping into the corners of his luscious mouth. Well, he had a point there. I stood there with my head hung low, dumbfounded. He lifted up my chin with his index finger and stared at me with his hazel eyes mockingly. 

"Don't be ashamed. We both liked it. You're a very good kisser by the way. Very good." I slapped away his finger and sat down on the couch. 

"If you don't tell her, I will. As soon as she gets here." I crossed my arms over my chest looking like a stubborn child. He rolled his eyes and came to sit beside me. 

"Fine. But if I tell Laina, you have to tell Elliott." Really? He just had to slit my throat and twist the knife. I looked away from him and tried to hold back the tears. All these thoughts swarmed my head like angry bees. Two years of being in a faithful relationship and it ends with the snap of your fingers?

Elliot and I were two peas in a pod. We fought like a married couple. We laughed and talked like best friends and protected each other like we were body guards. Nothing could ever keep us apart. It was as if we were cemented to one another, only able to be broken apart with a jack hammer. It's amazing how in a matter of nauseating minutes from a drunken fool could destroy the cement that bonded us together into crumbles of gray rock.

I couldn't help but think it was his fault for all this. Yes, I may be blaming everyone for my own current events but this was not at all my peccancy. I was supposed to be rescued by my one and only, but instead, another man did the job of knocking my attacker out cold.  

I looked over at Asher with shameful eyes, asking for an answer as to why he would bring up the misery that is my current love life status. "Oh. I shouldn't have said that." He replied.

"Ya' think?" I said through the tears. He pulled me into a bear hug and I curled up into a ball in arms. Finally. The warmth of his arms felt like a warm fireplace. My cheeks went completely red and I stopped crying, a laugh was on its way. I burst out laughing. 

"Hey, what's so funny?" he looked down at me.

"I don't know. It's just that...