Rashell

Chapter 32

Next day

Tyron washes his face, brushes his teeth and puts on sweat pants with a hoodie and bobble hat. He carries his backpack ready to continue the journey as Rashell is still asleep.

He opens her tent and pours cold water on her face and stands outside to wait for her reaction.

" Yahhh!! Tyron!!"
She walks out pissed.

" Can't you just tap me or something? Why do u have to go all the way to pour cold water on my face!!"

Tyron stares at her quietly.

" What!"

" Go and brush your teeth."
Rashell enters her tent to get her brush.

" Change your sweater it's wet!"
" I know I have to!"

She changes into a hoodie and walks out all bossy. They pack everything, including the tent and set off. Finally, they meet their friends at a stream after walking through the forest and making it  through all the rest of the flags.  Rashell runs to hug her friends.

" Oh Rash I missed you."
" Me too Sun."

" Did you have fun?"
" Not really."

" Well, I did. Jason is polite and funny unlike Tyron."
" That's nice."

" Who were you paired with?"
" Tyron."

" You don't mean it, do you?"
" I mean it."

" Did anything happen? "
" You never change. Being his partner is horrible. We argued as usual till we got here so get that naughty idea of yours out of your mind."

" Woo! I guess it went bad for you but all the same, we meet again."
" Yeah. Well Darwin has arrived."

Sun rushes to hug her boyfriend and Rashell watches them smiling. Tyron hugs his bestfriends and chat with them. Their girlfriends arrive and they leave his side. When everyone arrived, they gathered around a fire and shared funny stories.

Next day

Everyone packs and leaves with his or her partner. They use the routes they came through to the stream back to the motel. They all finally arrive at the motel exactly five pm.

" You all did a great job and I hope each of you had fun."
" Yh, yhh."  They cheer.

" Alright, food will be served shortly and right after that, there'll be a party at the garden behind the motel. Everyone should be there to have fun."
The coach announces and they move to their rooms to get ready.

Rashell cleans up, rushes to eat and afterwards, returns to her room to dress up for the party. She puts on a crop top with anorak on and a short jeans skirt.

Tyron also puts on a shirt with shorts on. Everyone gathers at the garden and music begins to play. Drinks of different kind are available. Both fizzy and alcoholic. People jamming to music and so is Rashell.

Rashell drinks too much and looses control. As drunk as she is, she walks around. People are smooching all over the place. Tyron on the other hand drinks more than he usually does. He sways his body as he makes it to his room to rest.

Rashell leaves the party swaying her body aswell. As drunk as she is, she barges into the wrong room and begins to take off her clothes. She moves closer to the bed and sees a guy on the bed smiling.

" Hey, have you been waiting in my room for long?"
" Yhh.. you know it." Replies the young guy.

Not of themselves, they take off their clothes. He carries Rashell and moves his hands all over her body as they kiss so intense.

She wraps her hands around his neck and begins to kiss his body. Drunk as they are, they make out for long and sleep. Rashell buries her face in his chest and he rests his hands on her butts beneath the sheet. It's morning and the tied curtains give a transparent ray of sun beam.

Tyron yawns and stretches, Rashell holds him tight and draws closer. Five minutes pass eight in the morning and the bus will set off at nine.

Tyron stretches and yawns aloud. He opens his eyes and sees a lovely girl next to him holding him so tight. He quickly takes his hands off her butts and tacks her hair behind her ears to see her face. Seeing her face, he pushes her from his side and she falls.

" Arghh!!! Ouch!!"

She stands with her eyes closed touching her forehead. She slowly opens her eyes and seeing Tyron, she shouts.

" Argh!! What are you doing in my room!!"
" How am I suppose to know and cover yourself."

Rashell looks at herself and notices she's half naked. They begin to fight over the blanket as both party want to cover their body.

Tyron pulls the blanket with too much strength landing Rashell flatly on his chest. They stare into each other's eyes for five seconds and Rashell shouts again.

"Get off! You rapist! Get out of my room!"
She begins to hit and push Tyron from the bed

" It's my room and stop shouting."

Rashell turns a deaf ear and Tyron walks to the bathroom. Rashell covers  herself with the blanket and hugs her knees as tears begin to flow down her cheeks. Tyron shouts and hits the wall in anger and returns to Rashell.

" Take and wipe your tears." He says as he hands her a paper towel.

Rashell takes its and wipes her tears.

" What did you do to me? You rapist! Get out of my room!"
" It's my room and not yours!'

" I don't care!"

Tyron grabs a hoodie and pants and hands it to her.

" Dress up."

She snatches it from his hand .

" Turn around."

Tyron obeys and she dresses up in his clothes looking cute though she's crying.

" I'm done."
"And can you please stop crying?  I don't remember a thing. I was drunk."

" So was I but it didn't mean you had to take advantage of that!!!"
" You're shouting. Stop it before someone hears you. Hmmm."

He walks to the other side of the bed where Rashell stands still in his boxers and stands soo close to her.

" Why did you do it? Tyron why?!"

She hits his chest continuously and for the first time, Tyron feels bad and hugs her so tight as she continues to hit him. He taps her hair as a way of comforting her.

" Stop crying. You'll be fine. We were both drunk and it was a mistake. It wont
happen again."

Rashell stops crying and Tyron pulls her back and wipes the tears on her cheeks with his thumb.

" There you go, you look cute this way." He says with a smile.
" Thank you and don't tell anyone about it."

" Don't worry, out little secret."

He grins at her and clears his throat.

" Alright, you can leave now"
" What?"

" You heard me, get out of my room!'
" I hate you!"

She slams the door on her way out.