It's 11pm, I'm in only my PJs, walking down the street with cigarette in my hand.
Fun.
I remember times when I was scared of walking alone in the dark. It was scaring me so much. I hated it.
Now? Now I just wait till the night comes. After the abuse of course, beacuse I can't go out freshly beated up.
I love when I can walk around, in house tho, with only big t-shirt on me and some shorts not caring about it. Nobody can see me.
But when it comes to public, I need to wear long sleeves.Long sleeves shirts,or long sleeve shirt and big t-shirt without sleeves on it or hoodies, and long , baggy of course, jeans or joggers.
I may be little hot in it but I'm used to it.
I bumped into someone and almost ended up falling on the floor. I managed myself to be okay tho.
"Sorr-" I was about to just pass by person I bumped into but that fucking person mumbled something I could clearly hear.
"Cristo, ella otra vez"
(Christ, her again)I didn't know if I should reply on Spanish or not but I didn't. Let him dream that I don't understand it
"Fuck off" I said and he turned around. I was right, it's him. Dick guy. Okay no. Fuck no. That sounds so wrong. In my head. Let's try again.
I was right, it's him. Dickface. Okay, better.
"Repeat?" He said trying to scare me or something?
"I said fuck off. What? Are you 70? Your deaf?" I talked back
If he's thinking he can control everyone and that he is a God, he's wrong. Very very wrong.
"No, I'm just curious if you'll be a bitch and talk back or be normal human and walk away" he said and I swear to god I almost almost laughed
"Keep telling yourself that." I said and was about to look again but I think he saw something or someone behind me. Definitely far away beacuse I would feel if someone's behind me.
I almost turned back but I was cut off by him mumbling fuck and reaching for my arm. He was walking pretty fast now, may I add.
"What the fuck dude" I wanted to look behind but he instantly pulled me by my arm very hard I almost fall on him.
"Jeez calm down-" and he cut me off again, I swear to God
"Shut up" he said and pulled us into dark
Fuck this is disgusting. This guy annoy's me and I know him for only one day? Is that right? I guess.
And I hate that I wasn't scared. I swear, if someone else did this I would freak out.
Don't question it.
After few seconds I wanted to say something again but he put his hand on my mouth looking at me and then behind me again
I . Am . Frustrated .
After more seconds he finally moved and made distance between us.
"What was all that about?" I questioned and almost cried beacuse I released my cigarette fall on the floor as we were walking to hide-?
He scoff "Why would I tell you? Fuck off" okay this is fucking enough
"Look dickface, I was having night of my life before you showed up, sushed me multiple times, my cigarette fall beacuse of you-" he fucking cut me off again!
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Fighting For Eachother
Romance|NOT EDITED! CHAPTERS AREN'T EDITED| completed<3 Anastasia Rodriguez is 17 years old girl, who's -of course - living with her parents. Although her family is rich and' wealthy ', she and her parents have more downs than ups. They have high standards...