Love Addiction

Weeping Forest

Angel's POV

Man I'm glad he decided to meet after six, I don't think I'd be able to take the heat. Well 'least there's a breeze; hope he hasn't been waitin' for too long. Shit. As that thought pops into my head, I start to walk a little faster down the forest path.

"It's gotta be 'round here somewhere."

I say while looking at the trees on the left of the trail. C'mon it ain't been that long since I was here last, I should be able to find a simple tree. Ironically, just as I say that, the tree with our initials comes into my peripheral. As I walk past the tree, I can see streams of sunlight shine through the trees; it looks like one of those 'Aesthetic' pictures you see online. I come to a small clearing with a floor of marigolds, or 'caléndulas' as Diablo calls them. They're all yellow with magenta accents; he compares my eyes to 'em a lot. There he is! He's got this look on his face, like he's deep in thought. I wonder what's goin' on in that mind of his. I run up to him and hug him from behind; this causes him to stumble forward a lil' bit. He lifts his arm up and looks down at me with a warm smile on his lips. I look up at him and he says,

"Have I ever told you how beautiful your eyes are?"

"Yeah only like a fuck ton," I laughed. He turned around before cupping my face in his hands.

He then said "Well they are."

"So what'd you wanna talk to me about?" I say.

"First, Happy 3 year anniversary gorgeous," he says. "And second..."

as he says that he leans down and softly presses his lips to mine. God I'll neva get over how good it feels to kiss him; somethin's missin' though. He then pulls back and gives me a smirk. The heck is he smirkin' for?

"I don't need you anymore," he starts. "I've gotten all the info I need. You're useless to me now." I'm in utter shock when he then kisses my cheek and says "Nos vemos, cariño." (see ya around, sweetheart) I hear his footsteps as he walks off, but I don't move. Why me? No don't blame yourself...it's his fault...it's his fault. IT IS HIS FAULT!! I turn on the heels of my sneakers and run after him; I catch up pretty quickly. Once I have him in my field of vision, I pull out the bat I keep strapped to my belt and just start swinging. I swing and swing and swing, but I keep hittin' air. The tears in my eyes are blurrin' my vision; I don't care if he keeps dodging, imma keep swingin'!

"Why Why Why WHY WHY!!!" I scream; why is he doin' this to me!?

"You...you told me...YOU SAID WE WERE GONNA TELL OUR GANGS ON OUR THREE YEAR!! WE MADE A BLOOD PACT AND EVERYTHING!!"

I stopped trying to hit him and fell to my knees, dropping me bat.

" How could....", I take a breath and then yell.

"COME UNICO GONNA FARE ME COME QUELLA! Ti ho dato la mia innata !! MIA INNOCENZA !! E ORA GRAZIE GONNA A TROVI TUTTI ANNI!"

(HOW YOU JUST GONNA DO ME LIKE THAT! I gave you my innocence!! MY INNOCENCE!! AND NOW YOU'RE GONNA THROW AWAY THREE WHOLE YEARS!!!)

I spring to my feet and start wildly throwin' punches while practically bawling my eyes out. Everything becomes a blur; I'm just angry, infuriated, pissed the fuck off to the highest level of being pissed the fuck off. I hated him. I didn't wanna see him again, and so I didn't. For a whole year.