An Ode To A Tragedy

four

I am not the type of person who likes to meet new people and change back-and-forth but you know it's a heck of a sick, sick world out here .So we have to take risk sometimes''

Francesca and I are walking to get to the shooting range where we shoot guns at fake paper or rubber mannequins " I kinda wanna meet him , but he sounds like a coldhearted person" Francesca nodded and walked to her station that is of course next to mine

I hear a voice from far away and I know who it is " Hello everybody welcome back from summer , ,fuck this I'm not gonna act like a high school teacher" yup it's my stuck up older brother the teacher of the shooting range

"Boo you whore" I raise my thumbs down in the air " OK we have noticed that my sister decided she has a lot of things to say out of her big fat fucking mouth so let's get into it"

Minutes or hours goes by Hayden telling us what spots we're supposed to be targeting this week and I was almost about to sleep I felt a ugly crusty dusty hand touch my shoulder " wake up sis"

"Get the fuck away from me I have a fucking gun in my hand so would you excuse me" I said as I pulled out the gun "Okay okay" his hands up surrendering himself as he walked backwards to help other people

I raise my gun put my safety sunglasses on and pointed my gun on the heart of the manikin , clicked the gun the bullet went through the the heart on the manikin and back on the dart

badass

After a few rounds with that I got tired and wanted to go home but I had karate classes . I have two karate belts what's the point of this my brother said it required like fuck you puta

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Practice was over. I'm tired. I said my goodbye to Fran and hugged her. I walked outside because my brother is driving me off home sadly like stay the fuck away until you give me my money back

I walked outside and felt a strong hit of cigarettes right out of my face like who the fuck is doing that whatever your body not mine so do whatever

don't act you don't smoke

i don't- yes you do

I turned my head to the right side to see a tall guy like my age wearing black leather jacket and black pants and a white see-through shirt , his hair part down the middle it's curly at the end , the color dark black and some brown highlights. He look a little bit 6'1 ish and his jawline sharp and both hands were tattooed

Tattoos

Let me -stop

He also had a chain dangling from his neck and his veiny hands O M G

"Hey dip shit I know this is like your body your choice but could you stand far away from the entrance of this place there's a lot of kids who come by and I mean little kids" I say in a polite matter

"No" he mumbled with a deep voice, when he looked at me i got taken back" No ,what do  you mean no" I said looking like he didn't hear any words I said on my mouth

" I said no and no means no I don't know why I'm in a agreement with you short girl " he said he turned his direction the other way

As the word short girl sink in to my brain of "short girl " he had the audacity to call me that " from someone who doesn't know me I would keep your mouth shut and also go fuck yourself  cause I'm sure if hell you won't be doing that ever again big foot" i'm done with him

"Okay because you don't know me and i don't you my name is Vincent Alatorre , I am new here , I used to live in Italy okay so now you know me short girl,so what's your name" he said while grabbing my left hand

The this puto just fucking touch me"don't fucking touch me" I said and walked away..manwhore

he stop me in my footsteps "what did you say mi amor"

Act stupid" huh nothing"

i just walk at praying that i don't see him again

Heyy guys so who do you think that was ?
I hoped you like this chapter
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