Entered in the wattsy 2023
(***Another story all in Leonardo's POV it's called I Chose Him! The first chapter should be out when this story is over, maybe***)
What would you do if you were kidnapped by the mafia coming home from school? Well what e...
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Erin McCart ^
I can't believe everyone. I let out a sigh. Why are they all looking for this kid, oh I know because he's fucking popular that's why.
People these days.
I am walking towards my apartment. I don't own a car and college is 2 1/2 miles away from my apartment. I can't afford an on campus dorm, it's way too much. All these rich kids using 'Daddy's' money.
I started kicking a stone with my foot, I was planing on kicking it all the way to my apartment building.
I kept kicking the rock then I remembered I forgot to take my meds. Great! I slapped my hand to my forehead. My meds are a big part of my day.
My ADHD meds, Allergy meds, and my anti depression meds. Yep I suffer from depression. I was bullied for being gay in high school. That's why I moved from New Hampshire to New York.
I don't think I took my ADHD meds this morning, usually I would remember but every now and then I would forget about them.
"No!" I shouted but quickly shut my mouth. I had just kicked the rock down a sewer drain. People started looking at me strangely but shrugged it off thinking I forgot something.
Blood rushed to my face, I am pretty sure I just created a new color of red. I sped walked to my apartment not wanting more attention on me.
It was summer and the sun was shining over the buildings which made the city look beautiful hiding all the other terrible things.
Like the mafia and killings.
I got to the apartment building and opened the door. I am meet with the same discussing smell of beer and wine. My 40 year old roommate that has refused to move out stays home all day and gets drunk.
I clasped my nose using my pointer and thumb to stop the smell from entering my nose. I don't like alcoholic drinks they always have a weird sour taste.
"Oh good your finally home." My roommate said with a displeasing look on his face. He was sitting on the couch with a controller in his hands, headphones on top his bald sweaty pate.
"Get me a beer!" He demanded me and I obeyed him not wanting to deal with his anger again.
I opened the beer and handed it to him. There were a bunch of empty beer bottles around my roommate. "Clean these beer bottles up!" He demanded me and I obeyed him.
There was about thirteen empty beer bottles next to him. I threw them away and started cleaning the dishes.
"You know my offer is still up for grabs." My roommate said talking about if I married him then I would be set for life and the only thing I'd have to do would be to pleasure him when ever, clean the house daily, cook, and show off to him in very revealing outfits.
