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The wrong kind of comfort.
Chapter one
Pay back time
It was mistake Kit, it was just one kiss and it ends here and now, do you understand?
No she didn't understand, and probably never would. She held the empty bottle with two fingers, swinging it back and forth. Surely her hiccups wouldn't last much longer and then she would finally be able to go sleep it off.
"You've stuffed up again I see".
She turned around and tried to keep her focus just long enough to give the jerk a quick glare. At least his was kind enough to block the sun.
Josh West raised his brow at the beer bottle
"Why am I not surprised"?
"I don't know why aren't you"?
He smirked, "Guess Noah isn't as good at his job as he claims to be"
"Shut up", She spat.
He moved to the side, making Kit curse as the sunshine hit her square in the face.
"Touchy touchy, and drinking my my", He grabbed the bottle from her and threw it into the ocean. Then circled around her "Could the reason be that she has feelings for him and he for her".
"Guess you're not dumb then are you rich boy"? she muttered
"Thought so, and I'm probably right in guessing that his more worried about his job then he is worried about you".
"No", Yelled Kit furiously, standing to her feet and immediately lunging forward.
Josh grabbed her and smile down at her tear stained face.
"You can't tell me I'm wrong can you, I mean it's his fault that you're in this state".
"Let me go", She squirmed weakly, trying to get out of his grip.
"No I don't think I will, Tell me how many drinks have you had?", He stared around at the other empty bottles and gingerly kicked one with his foot "Judging by this I'd say 3 wouldn't you"?.
"Tosser".
He frowned, "Yeah whatever, you're disgusting did you know that, how any bloke could like a drunken problem girl like you is beyond me".
A sharp slap met his face and then the sound of a thud. Josh knelt down and picked up the unconscious girl
"It's pay back time Noah "; he smirked "you're finally going to get what's coming to you".
************* This was definitely not a conversation he had ever pictured having with his ex girlfriend. But yet he was, and he didn't like it one bit.
"You idiot I don't know what you said but you better go after her", She threw him her keys; "You can take my car since she took the bike."
He self consciously felt his picket, his keys as well as his wallet were gone, how she had gotten them from him didn't matter; it was more of a worry what she would do with them.
"Where did you last see her"?
The blonde girl bit her lip concernedly.
"Hayley where"?
"The liquor store".
He raked his hands threw his hair, "damn".
"She was hysterical Noah , this has to stop, neither of you can deny the feelings you have for each other anymore ,end it all now before something bad happens ok?.".
His insides lurched as he raced out the door that's if something bad hadn't happened already, He had never known for her to cry, he must have really hurt her, as well as hurting himself.
TBC
The wrong kind of comfort.
Chapter one
Pay back time
It was mistake Kit, it was just one kiss and it ends here and now, do you understand?
No she didn't understand, and probably never would. She held the empty bottle with two fingers, swinging it back and forth. Surely her hiccups wouldn't last much longer and then she would finally be able to go sleep it off.
"You've stuffed up again I see".
She turned around and tried to keep her focus just long enough to give the jerk a quick glare. At least his was kind enough to block the sun.
Josh West raised his brow at the beer bottle
"Why am I not surprised"?
"I don't know why aren't you"?
He smirked, "Guess Noah isn't as good at his job as he claims to be"
"Shut up", She spat.
He moved to the side, making Kit curse as the sunshine hit her square in the face.
"Touchy touchy, and drinking my my", He grabbed the bottle from her and threw it into the ocean. Then circled around her "Could the reason be that she has feelings for him and he for her".
"Guess you're not dumb then are you rich boy"? she muttered
"Thought so, and I'm probably right in guessing that his more worried about his job then he is worried about you".
"No", Yelled Kit furiously, standing to her feet and immediately lunging forward.
Josh grabbed her and smile down at her tear stained face.
"You can't tell me I'm wrong can you, I mean it's his fault that you're in this state".
"Let me go", She squirmed weakly, trying to get out of his grip.
"No I don't think I will, Tell me how many drinks have you had?", He stared around at the other empty bottles and gingerly kicked one with his foot "Judging by this I'd say 3 wouldn't you"?.
"Tosser".
He frowned, "Yeah whatever, you're disgusting did you know that, how any bloke could like a drunken problem girl like you is beyond me".
A sharp slap met his face and then the sound of a thud. Josh knelt down and picked up the unconscious girl
"It's pay back time Noah "; he smirked "you're finally going to get what's coming to you".
************* This was definitely not a conversation he had ever pictured having with his ex girlfriend. But yet he was, and he didn't like it one bit.
"You idiot I don't know what you said but you better go after her", She threw him her keys; "You can take my car since she took the bike."
He self consciously felt his picket, his keys as well as his wallet were gone, how she had gotten them from him didn't matter; it was more of a worry what she would do with them.
"Where did you last see her"?
The blonde girl bit her lip concernedly.
"Hayley where"?
"The liquor store".
He raked his hands threw his hair, "damn".
"She was hysterical Noah , this has to stop, neither of you can deny the feelings you have for each other anymore ,end it all now before something bad happens ok?.".
His insides lurched as he raced out the door that's if something bad hadn't happened already, He had never known for her to cry, he must have really hurt her, as well as hurting himself.
TBC