After Ethan telling me all about that random dating site and how to use it he left to his house. Later hours I just went to sleep so now it was an early morning with me waking up not wanting to go anywhere. My feet was a little better, less stiffy letting me walk more properly and comfy. Rolling over in bed ending in my stomach, I take my phone seeing the little light on the top sparkling. -"Well shit!"- there were many notifications from that dating site app, all of them messages from radom dudes that by this thing were my matches. At least it will ask you exact details of what you are looking for and the average age you would date. Scrolled down, laughing at some of them with guys writing down all the reasons why I was to select them or just plastering their womanizer speech. Deleted most of them, I look up at the list with my higher matches, my eyes stop when they got caught up with one in specific.
James Holmes, 28, California
I look at his profile, searching across his pictures. He was damnly good looking, beautiful gray eyes that God were to hook and hipnotizice you up.Who can not give a heart to that. You can see the views and likes on the picture, lots of it in his. Finishing looking through his profile, thinking I want to write him but don't want to look needy or even seem skeptical about it, seeing myself looking for him for how he looks just made me feel such a fake-ass-hoe, and the prove that I just liked his picture confirms it, so I just retreated from it and exited the app. It didn't seem for me, he may got a lot of girls and maybe even guys hitting on his DM so, there was no way.
Food, I need food, as always.Been at college, classes were the usual, borring and tiring. Walking through the hallway, I set my eyes on Ethan who was on the doors waiting for me. Right when I was not far from him my body was send straightly to the floor my arm getting pressed under my own weight making the crutch that was between mark it self painfully thanks to the pressure, the other felt a little far. Hearing laughs I turn my head to see that stupid hoe, -"Bitch what the fuck"- I gather my strength to stand up, she stills laughing at me, -"What, are the little hoe hurt"- she gets near, -"Oh sweety you most be delusional, the only big ass hoe here is you"- I said looking at her with a smirk. She was pist, you could see it in her eyes, -"Well I'm not the one going here and there with Ethan am I"- the people around started to whisper things, some took their phones out, -"Oh girl, jealous about me hanging around with him while you die to get on his pants"-. Picking up my crutches, I look to her again, -"pitty"- let out turning away from her. -"Says the one who parents abandon her"- I stopped fast and abruptly, -"What did you say?"- said turning to face her one more time. My face burning with anger, this bitch just crossed the very fine line. The crowd gasp and murmurs shits, -"You heard me. What, parents hate much the little hoe child"- with that I avalance on top of her forgetting about my feet or been at school or anything else, hit her simultaneously not caring about her face. Then some arms grabbed me from my waist pulling me away from being on top of this dutch. -"Let me go"- I yelled to who ever was, kicking for it let me go to finish the skunk up. -"Hazel stop"- hearing the voice, I knew who it was. -"Ethan let me go"- tried hard to get him to let me do so, -"Not gonna happen love"- he tightens his grip with both of his arm around me taking me far away from all the crowd.
He pull us to the parking lot, -"Why did you stop me for"- said pushing him again and again by the chest. -"She cross the line Ethan, she... she.."- tears were now rolling down my cheeks. Ethan pressed me on his chest, -"I know baby girl, it's okay"- he strings my hair, my sobs getting harder to control, body shaking. -"I'm sorry"- he whispers to my ear while he keeps holding me tightly. -"It wasn't my fault, it wasn't my fault..."- I keep reaping down feeling the heavy weight on my heart, crushing it second by second.
I didn't do anything, it wasn't my fault
Giving up, I hugged Ethan hard, I needed the comfort of his heat, the embrace of someone who knew my story, someone who could understand me, and that who was Ethan.
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My Possessive Match
RandomNobody knows what person is behind a screen when it comes to dating sites. Pictures can lie... Everybody knows that. Hazel decides to join in and meet. As everything, all starts with bright lights and rainbows, but later then she will get to see a...