"We will do rock, paper, scissors."

"Fine."

....

"No fucking fair." Zoe grumbles and I take up the last slice of pizza and eat it.

Zoe and I are nestled in blankets in the living room while we watch TV marathons while eating pizza.

"Barry Allen stop being stupid!!" Zoe yells at the TV and throw a handful of popcorn at the television. "Oh come the fuck on dude. Why would you think you could save her? KILL HER!!" Zoe angrily rant at the TV and grab the bowl of popcorn and throw in at the TV causing the bowl to shatter against the wall because this dipstick missed and it landed on the wall

"What the hell is wrong with you!" I look at the broken bowl of popcorn on the floor. She is kind of tipsy from drinking so much beer.

"Barry was being a naive son of a bitch. He should of killed her that's why someone died. Stupid Barry trying to being stupidly kind all the damn time."

"Okay, I wasn't going to talk about your conversation with Asher, but I mean, you obviously need some talking to. What the hell happened?"

"That's just it Bay! We didn't talk! He..he didn't want to talk. We he kind of did, but it was all bullshit. He is full of shit and I just-" She bursts into tears and covers her face with her hands as angry, hot tears stream down her face forming puddles in her hands.

"I'm gonna beat that son of a bitch!" I yell and shoot out the couch and stomp upstairs and to my room. I open my snap feed to Asher's. He is at Cartier's party tonight.

And the fact that the place is packed with students shows that high school students really have nothing better to do.

I currently have on a pair of tights and a tank top and I don't intend on changing. I slide into my flip flops and put my phone and keys in my fanny pack that is wrapped around hip line. I run back downstairs and head for the door.

"Where are you going?" Zoe asks through her sniffles.

"Out." I yell back and slam the door shut behind me. I wait outside for the uber to pull up and not long does a red Toyota pull up in front of the house. Once I get inside, the car quickly drives off and on the 45 minute drive to Cartier's house. Truth be told, in all my 4 years, I have never been to one of Cartier's parties. I have only been to 2 of Armani's. Armani and Cartier are known as couples goals because they both throw the best parties on the Eastside of town, that includes adults and teens.

45 minutes later...

The blood in my veins have turned hot with anger and I can feel it radiate off me as I stomp into the party. I elbow my way through the crowd and look around for Asher. I feel stinging in my palms from my nails digging into the skin and I am sure that from the intense pressure, I am drawing blood. I find Asher seated on a chair in the pool area among a group of friends. When my eyes lay on him, I could feel my body go hard from anger and I quickly walk over to him. When he sees me walking to him, he stands up.

"Bay..."

"I am going to kick your ass" I yell and jump over the group of boys in my way and over to Asher and swing a punch at him, but he quickly ducks.

"You are an asshole. How could you do that to her!" I knee him in his crotch and an 'umph' leaves his mouth.

"You are a fucking liar! After everything you did, you went and did it again!" I swing a punch and it lands on his jaw and his head snaps to the right. He falls on the ground and I straddle him and throw punch after punch after punch. I could hear the crowd forming around us as people are cheering me on and others are just laughing, but I don't care. All I see is red and all I hear is the sound of Zoe crying in the couch because of this piece of shit.

"Bay.stop" he manages to get out and grabs one of my wrists and pins it behind my neck. I use my other hand to land a punch on his mouth which will definitely leave behind a busted lip.

"I am going to scratch out your fucking eyeballs. I should of done it last time." I yell and try to get my arm out of his grip, but it won't take. I still try to use my other hand a punch him and it is working. I bring my knee up and knee his arm so its grip loosens on my arm and I take this opportunity to swing another punch at him, but before my fists could connect with pretty boys face, I am being pulled off Asher by my waist.

"Let go of me or you are next!" I yell and elbow whoever is holding me, but I missed.

"Stay the hell away from her Asher!" I yell before whoever takes me away from the scene and out Cartier's house. When they finally put me down, I spin around anger bubbling in me, and meet a set of grey eyes.

"Why the hell did you pull me off of him? Do you know what he did!" I fume and tangle my fingers through my hair.

"Do you know what he did to her? Like, this is all my fault. I should've stayed out of it and I should have never told her to talk to him, but me trying to be a good sister, I did and she got hurt because of that asshole."

Issac just stares at me with an amused look on his face as he leans on the fencing outside the house.

"What's so amusing Issac? You have that same dopey look on your face you had the first day we met. 'Someone has to smile in this situation, you are the girl that never smiles, so I will smile'" I mock feeling the anger heat my insides.

"You are amusing. You have always been...intriguing since the day we met. You have this fire in you the same day we met. What was it you said? 'Are you made out of rocks or something'" He chuckles and his breath flows out his mouth and mingles into the cold air and floats in the air.

"He hurt her Issac. Again. First, the cheating and now she mustered up the courage to speak to him, and he..he shuts her down. Zoe is breaking popcorn bowls and yelling at Barry Allen and throwing popcorn at his beautiful face. That's how you know something is wrong."

Issac pushes off the fence and walks over to me. He throws his arm over my shoulder and pulls me into him. His familiar cologne floats through the air and I subtly take a sniff of it.

"Asher. Asher is complicated, okay? It's not necessarily his fault that he is an asshole." He says ans we walk down the desolate street under the night sky. Only the lampposts are lighting our path.

"That's no excuse Issac. We are all fucked up, okay? But I am not going around breaking people's hearts and acting like a complete jackass."

"You are a heart breaker Bay Stewart"

"I am not." I defend.

"You break hearts without knowing it. It's completely innocent. You were breaking hearts since the 5th grade."

"Not the damn point Evans" I seethe. I know I shouldn't direct my anger to Issac, but I just feel so angry I can't control it.

"We are all messed up and that does not give him an excuse to break my sister's heart. She really liked him Issac. Despite everything he did, she still liked him. I may not understand it but since Zoe was young, that is how it was for her. Asher is fucking with her and if he doesn't want her, he needs to tell her and stop fucking with my sisters head or else I will bash his head in with my knee. He needs to stay away from her."

"I get it. I do and I will talk to him. I am sorry Zoe has to go through this. She is a nice girl who doesn't deserve to go through Asher's player phase."

"Phase?"

"Believe it or not. Asher was not always a player, but forget about that. I will talk to him, okay?"

"Yeah okay."

Issac's eyes travel down my body and looks at my outfit. An eyebrow shoots up and he looks at me. "Only Bay Stewart would show up to a party in sweatpants, a tank top, and a fanny pack."

"Of course. I don't need to look fancy when my intention is to beat someone's ass. Plus, I can pull off this look." I tell him and adjust the bun on top my head.

"You do. You look beautiful as always."

"And you are charming as always" I respond to him and a small smile comes to his face. The cool night breeze causes me to shudder and I look out at the similarly big houses.

Scratch that

Mansions in Cartier's subdivision.

A warm coat is wrapped over my shoulders and I look up to see Issac putting his coat on me leaving him in a grey shirt.

"Thanks Issac."

"No problem. Do you want me to call you an uber?"

"No. I will do it." I say and pull out my phone and set up the car to pick me up. "You are coming over tonight?"

"Actually no. I actually came here with Kenzie. Mackenzie. I just left her back there for a minute to help cool you down."

"Oh okay. I guess I will just go. Sorry I had to pull you away from her."

"No it's okay. I had to save Asher's face and your fists." He says and picks up my hand and assesses the blood on my knuckles.

"It's not mine." I tell him in a monotone voice.

"I can tell." he says and flips my hand and look into my palm and at the nail marks that have dried blood on it.

"Bay..."

"Sorry, it just happens when I am really really angry. This was the first time I have been this angry in years." 7 years to be exact.

A blue Cadillac pulls up in front of me and I wave goodbye to Issac and get into the uber. The uber pulls off and drives away and I look at Issac through the mirror. He watches as the car drives away, but then eventually, inevitably, he walks away.