It was fun to be away from his ruthless ways, always playing pranks on me and other seniors. His name was Clark and he was kind of like the devil. He's hot, smoking, and torture to your heart. He played me like the other girls he has, and now that I am living in the same apartment building as him, he will try to play me again. I am walking to my apartment after a long day at work when I see him outside of his apartment, crying. I walk slowly over to him as he leans against his apartment door and cries. I wanted to laugh at him because of how he treated me back in high school like I was just one of his pawns. I decided to walk past him without stopping and go to my apartment. But as I walked near him he grabbed my arm fiercely and looked me in the eyes.
"Eliza I didn't know you could ever afford to live in such a high-class apartment building," He says with a smirk.
Yeah, I didn't miss him. Not at all.
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