Crazy Bitch, Crazy Love

A Disease Called: Idiocy

I woke up all groggy. I had been angry because of the way Dylan had tried to hit on me. That nasty skank! But i was proud because i never known that i could be that crazy. It was a weird combo of both anger and joy. I got dressed in just a pair of blue jeans and a crop top. I wasn't trying to look sexy, but damn, Sarah. I walked downstairs and noticed Dylan making coffee. I didn't say anything because i didn't want to talk to him, but he yelled, "Good morning, Sarah." Oh my fucking god! Leave me alone! I said, "Yea, whatever." He asked, "Cream and sugar?" I looked at him with disguist. I said, "I don't want your coffee. Not after yesterday, you snake."

He looked at me. His snake eyes felt like they were burning a hole right through my face. I stared at him back. I didn't want anything he made or touched. And he finally said, "Okay, just asking." I won that stare off. I mumbled, "That's right, bitch, don't challenge me." He asked, "What was that?" I replied, "Nothing" and walked away.

Since i wasn't able to drink some coffee at Rebecca's, i went to starbucks. I ordered a vanilla latte and the women at the counter was on the phone. I asked, "Mam, did you get my order?" She gave me a nasty look. She said, "Can't you see im on the phone. You can wait." This bitch didn't know what she was getting herself into. I turned around and asked the guy behind me to save my spot for a second. He said, "Uh, sure." I walked to the nearest table and grabbed some lady's coffee. I walked back to the front of the line, took the lid off the cup, and threw the coffee on her. I didn't realize that it was freshly made. She was on the floor screaming in pain and i yelled, "Next time, get off the damn phone, skank!" She was still crying and i was laughing like a maniac. I mean, i already was a maniac, so. Anyway, i didn't feel like getting any coffee because my mood was ruined. Before i walked out i yelled, "Just so y'all know, that lady was a hoe!" I heard one person in the background yell, "Yeah, she was!" At least i wasn't the only one who thought she was a hoe.

I was walking to the penthouse and i started to panic. I didn't know what to do. Was she going to call the police? Did she remember my face? Am i going to jail? I'm so scared, im shitting bricks. Not really, but you know what i mean. The bitch should have been working, so she had it coming. I tried to forget about it and i tried to think of something else. I couldn't. I'm filled with too much anxiety. I started running back to the penthouse and i didn't stop. I didn't want to go to jail! I turned and as soon as i did, i ran into someone. I ran into that person so hard, we both fell on the ground. I hit my head on the sidewalk and it hurt like hell. I sat up and said, "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to-" I opened my eyes and saw him. He sat up and looked directly into my eyes. He was rubbing his head and he asked, "Are you okay?" What was this feeling? He looked so...so....so gorgeous! I stuttered, "Umm... I uh....im...im sorry. I didn't mean to umm..." He laughed and said, "It's okay." He continued to stare at me. I felt my cheecks getting hot. We stood up and he said, "Im Sebastian." I couldn't even speak. He was so hot! I said, "I...umm... Im Sarah." And i ran like a complete fool. What was i thinking?! Oh god im an idiot.