Angel Wings

10. Ivanstein

Ivy smiled as her and Angel walked through the school courtyard on their way out. Angel even though he had practice soon he still wanted to drive Ivy home and make sure she got there safely.

"You know John offered to pick me up, he literally lives right across the street from me." She laughed before quickly stealing a kiss from him "and he's already here waiting for me."

"Okay, later okay?" He shook his head planting a kiss into her forehead before they pulled out from each other parting ways.

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Angel stood in front of his locker, fiddling with the combination lock, it was stuck again. He'd have to go and get a new one, he sighed when it finally popped open allowing his to pull off his sweaty shirt,

"Yo, Angelo,"

He looked over to the teammate that called him nodding his head in acknowledgment "what's up?"

"How's you and your Barbie doll?"

Angelo's brows crinkled up in confusion "I don't know what you mean,"

"You know, Ivan-stein, was a boy now's a girl? What you had to have a custom made vagina?" The guys laughed some team members cracking up too.

"Fuck off, tell the coach I left early." He threw his stuff into his duffle bag  and throwing it over his shoulder before slamming the locker closed,

"Awe, man, come on it was a joke!"
"Yeah, like when girls say your good in bed, it's a joke." Angelo pushed past him storming out the locker room through the gym and out to the parking lot. He took a deep breath, rubbing at the bridge of his nose. He walked to his car, hearing the click of the doors unlocking, he opened his door throwing his bag into the back before climbing into his seat and keying the engine, he let out a curse as he slammed his door and shifted the gear into reverse, accidentally taking his foot off the brake and pressing down on the accelerator.

"Fuck!" He shouted flooring the brake shifting into drive and made his way home.
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Alone was the word for tonight. All 8 of his siblings were out with their parents uniform shopping he luckily got the choice to stay home. He knew she shouldn't be doing what he was doing but what could he say it was habit he had picked up, he flicked the ashes into the ashtray on the floor beside him before being it up to his lips and taking a drag. He held the smoke in his throat, relishing on the slight burn of it before blowing it out, letting it sting at his eyes. He heard his phone ringing looking at it

FaceTime: Love Poison

He smiled, answering it, Ivy was sitting in front of her phone in just her undergarments brushing her wet hair
"Hey baby, sorry I didn't answer earlier was in the shower. How was practice?"

"Good." He sighed before being the cigarette to his lips again

"I thought we talked about the smoking," she asked stopping what she was doing shifting closer to her phone.

"Yeah, we did." He finished the stick dropping it in the ashtrays before taking a drink from the sprite bottle that held a lot of things that weren't close to sprite. "Just a bad day."

"Then we talk about it baby."

"This isn't something I can talk about with you."

"Why?"

"Cause it's about you that why." He sighed hanging up and throwing his phone on the other side of his bed, he let his head hit the wall and brought the bottle to his mouth downing most of it. He didn't know why this that involved sexuality and gender and shit like that always made him like this. He didn't understand why people made it such a big deal.