Psycho

6

{Allison}

The whole week I've been trying to avoid Evan, trying not to think about him. I don't know what it is about him. I don't even know him that well. I do know I'm really attracted to him. But I can't do anything with it. I have Asher.

'Allison?' I look up and see Asher staring at me.

'What?' I ask.

'We need to get ready for that party,' he says.

'Yeah,' I mumble and I start to get up, but Asher holds me back.

'Are you okay?' he asks, and I nod and smile.

'Yeah, why wouldn't I be?' He shrugs his shoulders and places a kiss on my cheek.

'I guess you were just daydreaming,' he says. I smile again and give him a kiss. Then I get up and start doing my makeup. In the meanwhile Asher takes a shower. I know Evan will be at that party. And I really hope he and Asher won't end up in a fight.

'Are you almost ready?' Asher asks when he gets out of the shower. I nod and apply some mascara. I don't feel like doing something special with my hair today, so I just leave it straight.

When we arrive at the party it's already pretty crowded. A lot of people are dancing and just talking. Asher puts his arm around me and leads me towards the kitchen.

'Aren't you drinking tonight?' I ask when he fills a cup with coke. He shakes his head.

'Are you?' he asks then.

'Maybe one drink,' I say and I mix a drink for myself. Asher nods and takes a sip from his coke. I look around until my gaze falls on Evan. He smiles for a second when he sees me, but his gaze drops when he sees Asher standing behind me. I bite my lip and turn around to Asher.

'Allison!' Stacy stands next to me. 'Hey.' She pulls me into a hug.

'Hey,' I greet her.

'I need to talk to you,' Stacy says, before she looks at Asher. 'I'll return her in a minute, okay?'

{Evan}

I watch Allison talking to Stacy. I have no idea what they're talking about. Allison tucks a piece of her blonde hair behind her ear. Her blue eyes are focused on Stacy. She doesn't even notice me staring. She is wearing a white dress that suits her body well.

'Enjoying the view?' I look next to me and and see Asher standing there.

'What?' I ask him.

'Are you enjoying watching my girlfriend?' he sneers. Then he takes a step towards me and pricks his finger in my chest.

'Listen mate,' he hisses. 'I know you're theu guy that Allison kissed. Don't you ever come near her again. Or else I'll break every fucking bone in your body.' Who the fuck does he think he is?

'Listen, mate,' I repeat him as I slap his hand off of me. 'Don't fucking tell me what to do. And sure as hell don't touch me!' I let my fist hit his jaw. He takes a second to realize what just happened, but soon he hits me back and pushes me on the floor. I quickly get on my feet again.

'It's not my fault you're not what Allison needs,' I growl as I push him to the table. It falls, along with Asher. The glass vase that was standing on the table breaks into a thousand pieces and a cut appears on Ashers cheek.

'Ash!' I hear Allison scream. Is she really going to defend him? Asher stands up and takes Allisons hand, but she pulls it away.

'Why did you do that?' she asks him. 'You didn't have the right to threaten him. He didn't do anything wrong! If you want to be mad at someone, let it be me. I'm the one that kissed him.' I feel my mouth drop. Did she really just say that? Did she just stand up for me?

'I was just making clear to him that he shouldn't come near you again,' Asher says. 'And don't you fucking dare talking to me like that! I'll do whatever the fuck I want! Now, let's go home. I'm done here.' He starts to walk away, and Allison attempts to follow him, but I grab her hand to stop her.

'You don't have to go with him,' I say to her. I don't even want to know what he'll do to her at this point. I don't want to think about it.

'Allison!' Asher shouts. Allison bites on her lip for a second, doubting her decision. But then she lets her hand slip away from my grip and follows her boyfriend outside.

'He deserved that punch,' Stacy says to me. 'For the record, I'm on your side. I don't like Asher, at all. I don't know why Allison is still with him. He's probably messing with her head.'

'Yeah.' Is all I say. If he lays a finger on her, he's dead. I'm not afraid to hurt him if he hurts Allison.

'Here.' Someone hands me a wet cloth. I give him a questioning look. Why is he giving me this? 'For your face. Your nose is bleeding.'

'Let me help,' Stacy says, but I cut her off and shake my head.

'I'm fine,' I mumble as I make my way towards the bathroom.

I look at myself in the mirror. Blood is covering my lips and chin. I use the cloth to wash off the red stains and then I walk out of the bathroom.

Suddenly I get a text, from Allison.

[10.40 PM]
I'm sorry about Asher.

{Allison}

'Why did you hit him?' I ask Asher when we're back at my dorm room.

'Because he kissed you!' he hisses. 'So yes, I'm mad at him. And besides that, he hit me first.'

'Yeah, because you were threatening him!' I say.

'Jesus Allison!' Asher growls annoyed. 'If you're just gonna stick up for him, why don't you go to him?'

'Don't be ridiculous,' I mumble. 'I'm just sticking up for what's right.'

'You weren't when you cheated on me,' Asher laughs bitterly. 'So why would you do the "right thing" now?'

'I already told you I'm sorry about that kiss!' I yell. 'Are you gonna use this against me forever?'

'Maybe you shouldn't have acted like a slut then,' Asher throws back at me. I feel anger rage trough my body, and before I realize it, my flat hand hits his cheek.

'You stupid slut!' Asher growls and he pushes me. I lose my balance and fall against the wall. Asher grabs his stuff and leaves my room, slamming the door behind him.

I feel a tear running down my cheek, followed by more. I can't keep doing this. I really can't.

When I hear my phone I slowly get up. I flinch when I feel a burning headache. Evan texted me back.

[10.50 PM]
It's fine.

I sit down on my bed and text him back.

[10.52 PM]
It's all my fault. I'm so sorry😞

[10.53 PM]
I told you, it's fine

[10.53 PM]
Are you hurt though?

I don't want you to be hurt. I know how Asher can be sometimes...

[10.55 PM]
It's nothing I can't handle.

Did he hurt you?

[10.56 PM]
It's nothing

[10.56 PM]
Did he hit you?

[10.57 PM]
He didn't hit me

[10.58 PM]
But he did hurt you. I'm coming over. I'll be there in 5 minutes.

I put my phone down and take a pain killer. He doesn't have to come here, but I kinda like being around him. So I let him.