Angelique's P.O.V.
After a while I got hot. I was tired, too. It was so hot at skate country. I left the skating area and went to the snack bar. I got a drink and sat down for a little bit to rest. My feet are killing me. Dang! I must've not been here that long to not remember that.
I love coming here. I miss coming here. I'm happy we decided to come here instead of somewhere else. I couldn't picture going somewhere else. I wonder where we would've gone if we didn't come here. I love this place. And I miss it.
I went back tot the skating area and started skating again. I almost fell a few times. I started laughing at Cameron, 'cause he fell 3 times on his butt and it was hilarious. I laughed so hard I almost fell again.
To be honest this night is going really well. Best night of my life. I haven't had this much fun since I've been here. Now it's even better Cameron and I together and with Jasmine, Nadine and their husbands are here with us. More people the better. It's better and funner with more people.
This night is going great. I love it and I'm never gonna forget it. I checked my phone and it was almost time to go. It was 9:50, so, I went to go sit down on the bench to take my skates off and put my shoes on.
I took my rental skates back to the counter. On my way back to the bench I looked up from my phone I seen a whole group of people crowded by entrances by the skating area. I out my phone in my pocket.
I struggled my way through and saw Jasmine on the floor. She was on top of Madison beating the crap out of her. I pulled my phone out my pocket and started recording. Jasmine is a really good fighter, but then again Madison can't fight and she's weak.
I seen Sammy come out of the crowd and try pulling Jasmine off Madison. Jasmine kept slipping out of Sammy's hands and kept punching Madison. Sammy finally got Jasmine off Madison and Madison was just laying there on the floor knocked out.
They called the ambulance. The ambulance came and picked her off the ground and rushed her to the hospital. I think they should. It's really important for them to take them to the hospital, 'cause they really need to fix her face. If they fix it they may help her to attract more guys.
"Hey you!!" Some random guy said walking towards Jasmine and pointing at Jasmine. "Yeah?" I asked with confusion. "Are you Jasmine?" He asked. "Yes?" Jasmine asked with a bit more confusion. "You fucking sent my daughter to the hospital." He said.
She stood there with a shocked face. We all stood there with a shocked look on our faces. That can NOT be Madison's dad. They really don't look alike. I don't see how that's her dad. I don't see the resemblance between them.
"Okay!" I said walking into the crowded circle. "That's not Jasmine's fault. Your daughter started all this." I said. "Yes! It is. It's hurt fault my daughter is getting sent to the hospital." The man said.
"Yes I understand my cousin sent your daughter to the hospital, but it's not our fault you raised your daughter to be a whore. That's your fault for raising her that way. That's why your daughter is getting sent there. So, it's all your fault. blame yourself." I said.
"I want you out. You're banned from Skate Country." he said with anger and walked off. He must've walked off cause of what I said. He knows what I said is true. Everyone knows what I said was true. I speak the truth. So, I told him the truth. Not my fault.
After Jasmine left, Nadine walked up to me. Nadine and I were standing there talking about how Jasmine kicked Madison's butt. She really did kick her butt though. I knew Jasmine can kick people's butts.
"Man, she kicked her ass." Nadine said. "I know." I said. "Wanna go get a drink?" I asked. "Yeah. Sure. I'm kinda thirsty anyways." She said. We skated towards the exit of the skating area.
VOUS LISEZ
Love Forever and Always
RandomI felt like a monster for slapping her and pulling her by her hair and throwing her to the ground... Sammy gave me the phone "Hey babe" She went silent then hung up the phone we tried the same thing and she hung up again...She didn't answer any call...