I pick my phone. Gerald.
"Dude they're done. The ticket manager said they suck."
"What's that again?" I ask frightened something might happen suddenly.
"Bro, the manager is off to the sea. He's out of his mind. He can't fucking think of anything nice. I'm scared man."
For once, I want to punch Gerald so badly. What's with those tickets?
The manager. That idiot said it himself, we were to look really nice. Isn't it?
What's wrong with life?
Is there something wrong with me?
I pick up my back pack, looking over the sunlight. It was really a bad day. No friend , no text from mum with " I miss you son!"
Depression can drive you mad.
I walk through the lobby, silently cutting my other nose.
It's really smelly in the corridor. Auntie Jacky is to blame.
I pick up my phone, this time dialing dad's number. It's half past six, four hours and I'll be done waiting.
Perhaps Gerald was right after all. Meeting the old boys wasn't such a cool idea after all. What was meant to drive him crazy?
To kick him in the teeth. To avoid the pain. To laugh at the brief stock.
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Vanessa
RomanceAfter a hard breakup, Vanessa feels hopelessly weak, not in the bid of falling in love ever again. That's till he meets him. A nice guy who has far more darker secrets than he looks. After desperately falling in love with her best friend, Va...
