Unfaithful

F O U R T E E N

S A S H A  B A N K S

It poured as Sasha walked home. And she was pissed. Him kicking her out of the car she could get over, but him not even turning back around to get her after it was raining.

She practically ran home after she realized the rain was purple: meaning her hair dye was running her face. When she got home soaked he didn't even ask her if she was okay.

It was now three days since and she still hasn't talked to him. He had tried a numerous amount of times, but she walked away every time.

"Sasha, I think we should talk about everything that happened." Finn says before walking into her bathroom. He stopped once he saw her dressed in a tight, red, mini skirt and a black tub top. "Oh, where are you going?"

She looked at him before turning and applying more mascara. He sighed. Yes he was wrong, but what she was doing was way worse.

Right?

"Can you at least say something before you leave?"

"Bye." She says sarcastically. Sasha grabs her bag and slips on her heels. He rolls his eyes at her.

"Look, I'm sorry alright? Isn't that enough? I can't take it back, no matter how much I want to."

Wasn't that what she should be saying to him? She thought. Sasha was the one who did something way worse, but couldn't even forgive him for leaving her? What kind of person does that make her?

"I'm not mad."

"What?"

"I'm not mad, alright? Just drop it. I'm going out." Sasha shrugs and pulls her purse over her shoulder. He gestures for her to say more, but she doesn't. Sasha just buds past him and continues on her way out.

"With who?" He yells from the top of the stairs. She looks back into his crystal blue eyes. A shiver was sent down her spine once she realized, she couldn't think of lie. "Huh?"

"I'm just hanging with the girls tonight."

"Alright." He says slowly turning back around. He knew. And she knew, he knew and it was killing her. Why couldn't she be more careful?

She should of went after him.

She should of told him to come with her to a party.

She should have done anything, but what she actually did. Which was walk straight out of the house. And Sasha should have felt bad, but she didn't.

She was beyond excited. So that's why when he said come over, she didn't hesitate. And now she was on her way.

°°°°

Sasha knocked on his door to which he opened quickly. She smiled up at him; staring into his eyes.

"Hey."

"Baby!" He yelped as he picked her up into a hug. He twirled her around before placing his lips on hers. She melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. He carried her inside, kicking the door closed behind him. Making a slam. He pushed her up against the wall; not once pulling away.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and reluctantly pulled away from the kiss. "I missed you." She breathed out heavily.

"I missed you more."

"That's not true."

"It is."

"I don't believe you."