the him of hers

13

"There's a fucking volcano coming out of this chicks mouth!"

I'm throwing up beside the exit of the ride and I'm pretty sure I'm turning into a fucking werewolf in the process.

"Yo, back the fuck up! K..."

Kaido who's beside me moves away before someone else's feet are before me.

Their Jordan's. So I know who the fuck this is. Other feet come along with those Jordan's.

Then I see phones flashing in my eyes.

Are you fucking kidding me?

"Fucking privacy please-" My words are cut off by that same nauseous feeling from the back of my throat.

Vomit goes on the shoes in front of me before they can step back fast enough. Their De's shoes.

I feel better now.

"What the fuck! Bro!"

I lift my head and wipe my mouth with my sleeve. Catching an infuriated look on De's face while those same phones are on him now.

"Not my fault you were in my fucking personal space, bro."

I tell myself, fuck this whole scenery, and walk away. I'm just ready to go anywhere but here now.

Imagine being the only one out of the whole ride who's emptying out their guts. On top of that, the damn paparazzi wanted to be there.

While I'm walking, I feel a strong hand grab my arm and pull me even more forward. My feet aren't able to keep up with this sudden increase and they're now almost toppling over each other.

"Let go of me asshole!"

De doesn't listen and is still pulling me away with so much force. I'm feeling subservient right now.

He takes me around a corner and pushes me against a wall while there's such a dark look in his eyes.

Over some shoes.

I look him up and down, ready for the fight to happen. Probably the millionth one we'd have, if I was counting.

Flashbacks of us on the ground in middle school come to mind and I somehow become excited. Ready to see his abilities after a few years.

"Want me to take the first hit, step bro?"

"Fucking joking?" He's moving in closer to me while I'm sticking to the wall.

His elbow is above me on the wall now and his face is close to mine. I feel him looking into my eyes to try to...move something in me, like he did so easily with other girls.

But is he?

I don't know.

I'm feeling something for sure. I just don't know if I like it.

It's mixed with a lot of shit. One of the emotions being the one I felt...from earlier?

"Why so close?"

He doesn't respond and scoffs to himself. De licks his lips and then parts them. He's towering over me and his necklace with the green crystal is touching my face.

"Go ahead and hit me, bitch." I speak out as I'm trying to keep my eyes on his face, but not in those eyes of his.

Still, he's not answering me and is instead in a way getting closer and closer to me.