I arrive home exhausted from school, I throw my bag on the couch and make my way to the kitchen.

I open the fridge to grab a cold water, opening it I silently chug it down but then in walks...

Derek.

I choke on the water as it spurts out of my mouth making me cough hysterically. I haven't seen Derek since our forced kiss in his room.

All thanks to Caleb.

Leaning against the island I breathe heavily.

"What a way to greet someone," Derek says sarcastically.

I roll my eyes, what an asshole.

He walks in front of me opening the fridge he too grabs himself a water.

Turning around to face me he puts his water on the island and leans both hands on the edge of the island trapping me in between him.

"I just have something to ask you," he says leaning into me.

What's he going ask me?

Wait...the kiss?

Oh no.

My heart racing and throat throbbing from the coughing incident.

He leans in too close, I quickly cough in his face and my saliva spits all over him.

I stop all of a sudden and look at him shocked, he snarls at me and wipes the back of his hand over his mouth.

In an instant he grabs my small wrist and pulls me upstairs, just as he's about to open his bedroom

Door I pull out of his grip.

"Stop! I'm sorry okay. I didn't mean to cough on you," say a bit out of breath.

He huffs and tries to grab my wrist again but I quickly move away.

He looks even more angrier now, I see him go to grab my arm but I swiftly slip away from him.

Derek seethes through his teeth and I'm really scared now, I turn around to run but he quickly holds onto my top pulling me into him. My back hits against his body and he wraps his arms around me trapping me in.

Opening his door he pushes me in locking it behind him.

What is this motherfucker trying to do here?

"I said I'm sorry Derek," i say holding my hands out to keep distance.

"It's not my fault you were trying to get up all in my face," I say but everything coming out of my mouth was just making him even more angry.

"I didn't mean to cough all in your face," well I kind of did but still ever heard personal space?

He launches at me but I slip and he looks quite surprised and I smirk at him.

"Okay then if you think your all big, then let's fight," he says smirking back. Obviously thinking I know nothing about fighting.

Ha jokes on you!

He throws a jab and I swiftly dodge it throwing out my jab that catches his chin. I smile at him.

He shakes his head and double jabs at me, I slip and slip again but all of a sudden he throw his right hand catching my nose.

He grins.

My eyes water from the punch *achoo* I sneeze.

That's what happens all the time when I get caught on the nose. It's just sensitive you know.

I wipe my nose and begin my attack, I step in and jab at his face but he successfully dodges throwing a jab back. I roll under his jab and hit him a right hand hook to the body and a right hand to the head catching him perfectly.

He looks at me a little shocked, he comes at me throwing a right hand but I slip leaning forward and our body's collide, I hold on to him so I can get a breather and so he can't throw many punches at me.

Derek tries to shake me off but I'm stuck onto him. He punches me on the side of my stomach trying to get me to release my hold but I don't budge.

He throws a powerful right hand to the side of my rib cage making gasp in pain.

I whimper in pain as I hold my side.

He instantly freezes, I release my hold on him to make space but I wasn't going to let that fucker get away with what he did. I throw an right hand uppercut with so much force directly aiming for his crotch.

"Fuck!" He curses loudly while holding his private area.

He bends over rubbing his area "ahh fuck," he says as I'm standing there holding my side.

Thats what happens when you wanna mess with me.

I walk over to his door about to leave but he grabs my waist pulling me into him, I quickly use my leg wrapping it around his I kick it making him lose his balance. We fall to the floor making me hit my head off his rock solid chest, I feel liquid trickling down my lips.

"Ouch," I say groaning.

I wipe my nose to see blood on the back of my hand "eeww," I whimper out as my eyes tear up.

I hate seeing blood it makes me feel uncomfortable despite the fact that I'm a boxer and other people get bloody from me punching them it doesn't bother me, but when it's from my own body it scares me.

Tears stream down my face as I look at the blood panicked.

I breathe heavily, Derek swiftly turns us over and he's now on top of me trapping me. He looks at my face kind of confused probably at my reaction of seeing my own blood.

He intensively stares at my face making me feel very insecure.

I sniffle and he leans in landing his soft lips on mines, he kisses me gently but realises I'm not kissing back but he still decides to push his wet tongue into my mouth. Wriggle from beneath him wanting to get out of here.

"sst-sto-op," I moan out.

Breathing heavily from trying to speak "de-de-rekk,"I moan.

I shake my head to get him to stop kissing me which actually worked.

"Eww get off me Derek," I say wiping my mouth.

He looks at me weirdly I'm not sure what expression his face holds but I just really want out of here.

I push him off of me as I try to get up "wait," Derek says.

"What? What is it Derek?" I ask annoyed.

"Why'd you kiss me that day when you stormed into my room?" He asks looking at me intensely.

"I don't know, I was scared of what you might do to me. You were angry and I don't know what you were going to do," I say and shrug my shoulders and walk out of his room.

I enter my room locking the door I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, why did he ask me that?

I don't understand.