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⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️Then the end finally comes and we're running down stage and happily cheering up cause the crowd was super lit. The rain storms were so bad and the sound of the thunders making me weak. I cover my both ears with my palm and im running to the van with all my power but damn it my thigh still hurt. Then i slow down cause i won't die in pain now.
"I got you" then Anthony lift me up with bridal style and i burry my face into his neck and cover my ears with my arm hoping it to end soon. He runs so fast and his grip were so tight making me squeal in pain but he keeps running. Then he put me on the seat once we got there andi pull his hands but i was too panic and making his elbow cutted to the corner of the van door. "Shit"
"Oh my god im so sorry! Get inside"His elbow is bleeding
Not that much
Not that hurt for him but i was so guilty"Is it hurt so bad?" I ask grabbing his free arm
"Don't worry its just a small cut"
"But it bleeds"
"I know you felt a lot worse back then. Im okay i swear" he smiles at me looking at my thigh then I sighed in relief
"Yeah"
Then we headed back to th hotel, we're soaking wet due to the rain storm and im freezing cold once the wind of the AC hit my whole body.
Then everyone get inside their room so do i and Anthony. "God damn it" i run and take my towel, covering my whole body and curling up my body on the floor looking like a little kid.Anthony giggles seeing my weird movements
"Get inside the bathroom. I'll bring your stuff inside later" he grabs my hand leading me to the bathroom. "You need to get change" he explains and smiling. Then suddenly all my body goes warm.
I nod and taking off my black long sleeve shirt. Leaving me only with ripped jeans and bare chest. I covers my boobs with my left hand and hugging my stomach with my right hand. I stare at my body on the mirror. I was slightly thinner due to the endless job schedule. Then Anthony comes in bringing my fresh new starts and all my toiletries in a black medium multifunctional bag.
Then he looks at my shaky limb
"Are you okay?"
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who to hate? || Anthony Trujillo (3rd BOOK of Who To Blame? SERIES)
Fanfiction1st book: Who To Blame? 2nd book: Who To Believe? 3rd book: Who To Hate? 💓💓💓 " But the only feeling that keeps us alive and gather all the shattered pieces of ours is only a simple yet powerful feeling. And the feeling is called love"