The anger is burning me from the inside out,
It boils and bubbles up until
it reaches the edges of my mouth.
If only I could yell and scream all the bitterness out.
I would have done it with pleasure.
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ANGELA'S POV:
10:35pm
I hate men.
This motherfucker can't even throw a punch. "Come on little pussy come and fight me little kitten" bitch.
BANG!
"ANGELA WIN'S THE 700 DOLLARS" a voice comes out of the microphone. Not to brag, but i have heard that a lot of time.
As i get out of the ring, Dom puts his arm on my shoulder and happily tells me "Good job buddy, now lets get you cleaned up and go get your money" he says tickling me at the last sentence.
Domenico Esposito has been my coach since I was 12 years old, I know so young, but honestly I didn't have much of a choice.He is really rough with his coaching but, that's his job. He is a 29 years old with black hair, thick eyebrows, brown eyes, 6,3 and muscular body.
As i sat on the bed in the medical room. Dom sits in front of me and starts to clean up all my wounds. There aren't many, but there is some wounds here and there.
"Are your ribs okay is there any pain?" Dom asks as he takes me out of my trance and puts me back to reality. "No." I say while shaking my head as he touches my ribs to see if they all are okay.
"After we get your money do you want to get some ice cream your favourite" he say's giving me a warm smile while cleaning up the wound on my lip. I give him a smile " I would love to, but your paying, understood?" i say with a cheeky smile on my face. He agrees nodding his head up and down.
He put a bandage on my eyebrow "All done, Come on buddy let's go get your money and some ice cream on me" he grabs my hand and we go to this little room. We walk in and get greeted by the man who once thought I could do nothing.
Me and Domenico sat down in front of him he looks at me with a cigarette in his mouth and sunglasses on. "I never thought that you would be this strong" he says throwing his cigarette on the floor.
"As they say never judge a book by its cover" putting my hand in front of his face . He sighs and gives me the money "Here is your 2740 dollars in total for the whole four fights. If you want i can count them for you one by one".
This man knows that I do not play with money. One time i made him count the money one by one, because he was trying to give me only half of my money even Domenico was shocked.
"No" i say coldly to him, he nods his head and gives me the briefcase. I get up and leave as Domenico follows behind me.
As he closes the door and we get out of the building built underground. I breathe out not releasing i have been holding it in for a long time. "Let's go get that ice cream, ay" Domenico says putting his hand on my shoulder.
"Sure." I say with a smile. We walk to the gas station that works 24/7 and we walk in we buy the ice creams we want. I bought a mint chocolate chip and yogurt flavour while Dom bought vanilla and chocolate.
We went to the cashier and put all are ice cream there. "That will be 23,99 , please" he says looking up at us with a smile on his face. I face Domenico and he looks at me. We look at each other for a minute and then I point at the ice creams.
He gasps and pulls out his wallet " I am so sorry I forgot I was paying" the cashier takes his money and gives him his change with a very straight face .We walk out and go in his car "you're an idiot" I say to him while eating my ice cream. "Says the one who doesn't know her rights and lefts." he tells me with his hand all around the place.
"At least I am not as boring as my ice cream decision" after that he shuts up because he knows that is true. Honestly those flavours are both boring, but there OG's. Just don't tell him I said that.
After we eat we jam to some Taylor Swift, Lana Del Ray and BTS music that is amazing and then we ramble about the stupidest things ever.
I look out the window at the beauty of Italy. I have lived in Florence half of my life. We moved here when i was 7 years old.
The statues, fountains and buildings are beautiful and i love them dearly, but honestly sometimes i want to go to Rome. I don't have the money for it though so i can't unfortunately.
"We are here, buddy" Domenico says stopping a block before my house. " Thanks, Dom and stop calling me buddy" i say grabbing my stuff. "Omg I thought you were getting use to it" he say putting his hand on his mouth.
I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. "Good night, Dom" giving him a sarcastic smiling . "Good night, buddy. See you tomorrow?" and i nod. Closing the car door I turn around and put my airpods in and start walking with music on.
The Perfect Girl
by: Mareux
Fuck yeah.
Finally getting home I take out one airpod and walk in very quietly. The minute I open the door I realise my dad is home. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes came to my face really quickly.
Looking inside I see my dad on the couch sleeping.I look at the floor and table seeing beer bottles and weed everywhere.
Slowly picking the bottles up one by one the place is kinda clean. I walk into the kitchen and see the wall with something sticky on it and glass from a beer bottle.
I hate this son of a bitch.
I sighed and clean up everything in the kitchen after being done I went upstairs. Walked into my room and closed the door. I go to the bathroom take a shower, dry my hair and brush my teeth.
After that i look at the time on my phone and it read 1:27am.
Damn.
Closing my eyes falling asleep knowing that tomorrow i will be doing the same thing all over again.
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This is the first chapter. AHHHHHH!
Hope you guys liked it tried my best.
Didn't really write much, but I promise there will be a lot more longer chapters I promise.
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-F.
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