Astoria
I held him roughly by the collar and looked at him dead in the eyes,
"Are you stalking me?"
I spoke with a hint of frustration
"Let go of me you bitch, I'm not fucking stalking you."
He swatted away my hand and fixed his collar, scoffing
"Well, why else are you here then."
He didn't answer for god's sake, He just stared at the other seats
"Just answer me??"
Still no reply, I swear.
"Dante."
"okay fine?!! I wanted to see you skate okay?? Not that big of a deal??"
He yelled,
ouch..
"oh okay.. sorry."
I felt guilty, god this is why I hate being yelled at.
he's such a dick-rider..
"fucking hell.."
He pushed me, and stormed off to the exit
He just left me with overthinking thoughts,
Did I fuck up?
I did something wrong.
He hates me doesn't he,
I hate him so much for that.
"I'm sorry.."
I whispered, closing my ears to stop me from fucking crying a waterfall.
I exhaled deeply, I suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline
I rushed over to the rink and glided across the ice to put out my anger,
I closed my eyes and trusted myself
The ice cutting and the small ice bits surrounded,
I scratched spinned and twirled
God, it felt like I was going miles,
I released all of my pent up anger and sat down on the ice..
Exhaled heavily, My coach would be proud of me..
hah.
I slowly skated up to the seats and cleaned up..
God, my feet are so sore, I could chop it up like mush.
"I promise you, I'll kill fucking ambrose."
I whispered in frustration
I wore my fluffy jacket and drove home..
I rather drink and drive then to talk to that fucker.
"Voy a matar a esa puta de mierda, puede ir a montar una polla, a la mierda y a sus gritos... Quería verme patinar? Es un pervertido total...".
I cursed in spanish, Maybe that did me some good.
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Meaning: "i'll kill that fucking whore, he can go ride a cock, Fuck him and his yelling.. he wanted to see me skate?? he's a total pervert.."
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𝘙𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘓𝘶𝘴𝘵
RomanceAstoria An irresistible goddess wrapped gently under an angel's cloth, waiting to be unfolded by her true love, As graceful as a swan, as alluring as an aphrodisiac Dreaming about love, not realizing it was right beside her Dante A mysterious, deat...
