Chapter 14 - Background of Her

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Today is the day is the college party, as much as I wanted to go, not

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Today is the day is the college party, as much as I wanted to go, not.

I can't go, shit went down in one of my clubs making me have to go and sort it out.

To be completely honest the only real reason I wanted to go to the party was to see Valentina but gosh seeing her with that douche is annoying as fuck.

I hate that he gets to runs his nasty hands along her perfect goddess of a body and I can't. I guess you can say I am some what jealous of him. But not to worry there is many girls with a gorgeous body.

Not like Valentinas

damn you self conscious

I seriously think that my self conscious is obsessed with her more than one of my one night flings is with me.

You are damn right

Talking about an obsessive bitch I have to start thinking of a way to get rid of my one night fling.

I hate one night stands that  cant seen to understand the meaning of a fucking one night stand. IT STATES IT IN THE DAMN NAME.

ONLY.  ONE . NIGHT

They think they can change the famous "playboy" side of me and I that I will develop feelings for them.

Well guess what bitches, you are mistaken. I choose the way I want to be and you don't get to choose the way I act. If you can't seem to control who the fuck you develop feelings for them don't come to me.

I could care less if you have feelings for me, I will tell you to leave. 

Anyways enough about "love" that topic disgusts me to the fucking max. If I had one wish I would wish that I never met her.

I guess I should give you a background of her to understand the reason I loath the topic of love.

Her name was Naomi.

She was a fucking goddess

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She was a fucking goddess. I took interest in her at the time. At the time I believed in love at first site.

I met her when I was a junior in high school. My dumbass thought I would have a future with her. Oh how wrong was I to be believe that. 

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