Chapter Twenty Six - You had no right!

Farrah

I was doing some homework when my phone beeped. I looked at it, seeing it was a message from Paul through Facebook. I still wasn’t sure why he asked me on a date. I don’t think I am his usual type. I grabbed my phone to read it.

Paul: Hey, I need to ask you something. Are you and Asher together?

Why would he ask me that? Then again, I think a few people are thinking the same thing, but I told Paul earlier today that I wasn’t.

Farrah: No. I told you that earlier, lol. Why are you asking again?

Paul: Does Asher know this?

What does that even mean?

Farrah: Of course, he does. What is going on?

Paul: He sent me a message to tell me to stay away from you. He said he would not tell me again. Why is that?

How dare he? Who I date or not has none of Asher’s business. I am not with him, and he has no problem screwing other girls. He had no right doing that.

Farrah: What? He had no right doing that. I am sorry.

Paul: It is fine, but I just wanted to make sure. Do you have an answer for me yet? Ha-ha

I didn’t have an answer because I wasn’t sure going on a date with him would be a good idea. I don’t know if I would trust going on a date with him.
Farrah: I told you I would give you one tomorrow. Nice try, though ha-ha.

We talked back and forth for a little while until he had to go. The moment he said goodbye, I went to find Asher’s number and called him. It rang one, two, three times before he answered.

“Hey, sweetness,” He said happily.

“Why the hell did you think you had the right to threaten Paul to stay away from me? I am not yours, and you have no fucking right doing what you did, Asher,” I snarled at him.

Asher has pissed me off by doing this.

“Farrah, calm down. I am looking out for you,” He said, “You are too good for him,” He added.

“No, I will not calm down. Who I want to date or not is none of your damn business,” I said, “Maybe if you grew a pair of damn balls and asked me out on that second date, then I wouldn’t be considering going out with someone else. Maybe if you managed to keep your damn dick to yourself for once, I wouldn’t be thinking about saying yes to Paul,” I added.

I was fuming. I don’t swear unless I am mad.

“You knew what I am like when this all started,” He snapped.

“I know, and now I realise how stupid I was to think you treated me differently when really I was just some naive girl that you decided to play with,” I hissed.

“Is that what you think of me? Is that what you think you mean to me?” He said.

“I don’t think, I know,” I said, “I am just someone for you to mess with,” I added.

“You know what, Farrah, fuck you, do as you please,” He growled, “But see when he ends up hurting you, don’t come running to me,” He added.

I was about to respond, but before I could, the line went dead. He had hung up on me. I groaned in frustration. He needs to stop messing with my head. I can’t keep going around in circles with him. He was the one that asked me out first. He was the one that kissed me first. He was the one that suggested a second date, and then he goes screw someone else? What does he expect me to think? I was done with it. I picked my phone back up. If Asher can screw other people, I can date other people.

I opened a message to Paul.

Farrah: Yes, to that date X

Maybe it was the most excellent idea, but why not give it a try?

Paul: I was hoping you would say that. How does Friday sound? X

Farrah: Sounds good. Just let me know when and where X

Paul: I will do. Looking forward to it. I will see you at school tomorrow X

Farrah: Me too. See you tomorrow X

The conversation got left at that. I am not going to let Asher get to me anymore. Friday may be a disaster, and he may turn to out to be an asshole, but there is only one way to find out, isn’t there? Go on the date and see. I don’t think I will tell my parents where I am going on Friday because I don’t know what they will think of me going on another date with a different guy.

It was all a little crazy. When I moved here, I had not even had my first kiss, never mind a date, and now I have had my first kiss, made out with Asher, been on a date with him and now going on a date with Paul too.

It was a lot of change quickly, but maybe it is a good thing. At least I was doing what most teenagers were doing. After all, it was senior year, and I had the right to enjoy it like everyone else.

I finish up the last of my homework before going to get myself ready for bed. It was still early, but I was tired. I could read for an hour and then go to sleep. I got out of bed, had a quick shower, got my PJ’s on, and got settled in bed.

I scrolled through Facebook, and on my timeline from Asher’s page, there were some photos. One of them was of him with a group of people, some girl on his lap kissing him while he held a drink in his hand. I looked through the rest, and they were the same kind of thing. I don’t know who the girl was. She doesn’t go to our school. I don’t think.

Well, he got there quick after talking to me, or unless he was already there when I phoned him. God knows, and I don’t care. He can do as he pleases.

I sat my phone aside and grabbed my book, pushing him and everything else to the back of my mind. He wants to do stupid things and get into trouble. That is up to him. That is his problem.

I got right into my book when I got pulled away with my phone going, a text message. I looked at the screen, seeing it was Asher. What does he want now?

Asher: You said yes to the date?

How the heck does he know that?

Farrah: Yes. How do you know that?

Asher: Because I was told, that is why. You are making a huge mistake, Farrah. Please cancel on him.

Farrah: No. I am going, end of.

Asher: It is the wrong move, Farrah. I know I acted like a douche, but I am honestly trying to watch out for you.

Farrah: I can look after myself. You just get back to your night and the redhead you seem cosy with and leave me alone.

Asher didn’t text back after that. I put my phone on silent, making sure I set my alarm for the morning. All I wanted to do now was sleep. I can deal with everything tomorrow.

I switched my light off and got settled. I am sure Asher will have something to say tomorrow. Either that or he will completely blank me. I was excited to find out, not.