Winter Flame

23: Break Down

A/N: So I've been trying to write as fast as I can, and I recently realized that we are at 7k?? First of all thank you, second of all what the fuck? Third of all, what the fuck. When I wrote the first chapter to my story I honestly thought it was trash but posted it anyway. Okay enough of my little rant, with out further a due part 23, and remember to comment.

Btw there is a song:)
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Storm's POV

Let me tell y'all, I'm not a dress girl but, this dress, this is my fucking dress. I grabbed it off of the rack and walked to the changing room, to try the damn thing on.

It's a really elegant flowing black dress with a leg slit and a deep v neck. Let's just say I'm a pantie dropper in this dress.

I changed back and stepped out of the dressing room and found Isa waiting outside with what I asume is her dress.

"Hey, ya ready?" I asked and she nodded and we both headed to the counter.

Isa payed and I practically ran out of that store, One because of my hatred for dresses and two because I suddenly got hungry so we went to eat Canes Chicken, let me tell ya that is the shit.

After my stomach was full, and I was partly satisfied, we decided to go to a couple of other stores before we leave and I suddenly realized that I need to go by my apartment.

I was gonna flat out say 'take me to my apartment' but I realized that that was rude and since I have nothing against her I decided to ask.

We just hopped into the limo, after I helped but my bags in the trunk, after the driver strongly refused, but I did anyway.

"Can we swing by my apartment before y'all take me back to the hospital?" I asked but wasn't going to take no for a answer.

"Yeah, of course." She said then turned to tell the driver.

Soon we pulled up to the apartment building and I stepped out and noticed the bimbo receptionist wasn't there anymore, ha. That's what the bitch gets.

I got in the elevator and went up to my floor, I exited and saw Esmeralda. I wasn't really in the mood but she came up to me with a sad smile.

"Hi." Was all she said.

"Hi." I said back with a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes.

"Feel free to beat my son's ass." She said with a smile but I could tell she was being dead serious.

I laugh and said, "I plan on it."

She smiled and I smiled back, she gave me a hug that conveyed a fuck ton of emotions that words could ever convey. She pulled away and put a hand on my cheek. Without another word she turned around and went back inside of her apartment.

I stood there for a bit. Thousands of thoughts were going through my head, hundreds of questions, that will probably never be answered.

I finally opened my apartment and walked in, the first thing I noticed was the smell. Oh god that shit smell.

I followed that smell into the kitchen, I plugged my nose then open the fridge. Oh god, yep definitely the fridge.

I grabbed a trash bag and put all the spoiled food in it. And yes I had my nose plugged the whole time, I was not about to treat my nose like that.

I quickly closed the bag and went to the end of the hallway, were they have a garbage shoot. I walked back inside my apartment and washed my hands because, eww.