"This what we have is something I would call the never ending storm,there are moments where you think just because the thunder stops that it's getting better,but then there's rain... I'd like to think the rain is my tears that will never stop falli...
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After the long drive we finally arrived,I felt a little embarrassed when he parked his expensive car on the dirty driveway but I brushed the feeling off when I saw that he's not judging or paying attention to it, he's too focused on me to even see that the whole neighborhood looks like a warzone.
I walk to the front door and push the door open,the smell of smoke and alcohol fills my nostrils as I walk further down the dark hallway.
"Why are we here?"Richardo asks me while opening the bathroom door with a disgusted look on his face." I'm going to burn it down to ashes"I answer loosely.
"What was that?!".
I ignore him and walk in my room, grabbing the matches and the lighter from my dresser.
I turn around and bump right into his hard chest,he grabs my wrist roughly and takes the matches out of my grasp.
"What was that for? Give it back!"He shakes his head and walks out the room, I follow behind him.
"Give it back!!".
"No, you're not setting the house on fire Isabella, I'm not letting you do such a thing".
"You don't get to decide that, give me the matches"I say and reach for his pocket, suddenly he grabs both of my wrists and pushes me against the wall,my hands above my head.
"I said...No"He says, his face inches away from mine.
"I said you don't get to decide that".
We stare at each other,faces only inches apart,his breathing becomes heavy and his eyes darken as he stares at my lips.
"What would you do if I kissed you right now?"I snort.
"I would spit in your face and knee you in the balls"He smirks and leans in.
"You wouldn't dare"I raise my eyebrows and smile.
"Oh but I would so I suggest you move back".
He leans even closer,now I'm starting to think he's just trying to distract me from burning the house down,his face gets closer and closer until I panic and knee him straight in the balls,he drops on his knees and groans while holding his crotch, I take the matches out of his pocket and run in the living room, locking the doors behind me.
I scan the room,beer bottles, underwear,dirty dishes, cigarettes spread all over the floor,piece of shit didn't bother cleaning the place up.
