~Not an average love story~

•Chapter 27•

I trudged outwards into the snow the cold January air blowing my hair.
As I breathed out a small particle of smoke-Ish breath can be seen and I smiled.
It's nice to get away from the drama and pain once in a while..until.
"FUCK!"

"SHIT,IM SO SORRY!"

I fell ontop of a stranger.

I stumbled upwards and panicked as I lent a hand out for him to grab.

He ignored my helping gesture and got up him self.

"Watch where your going whore."

"Actually I'm a guy and my name is sal."

I looked this other male up and down.
He  had whispy dyed white hair and light brown eyes.
He wore a fluffy pink coat.
With pink boots to match.
I then pushed passed him and walked away.
What an asshole.
I sighed and looked downwards.
How come he didn't ask about my prosthetic and just assumed I was female.
Whatever.
I turned my head to the sky.
I had just remembered it was Sunday today.
"Great.."
Ping
I took my phone out my coat pocket Larry was calling me and I answered.
L:SAL!
S:hey lar.
L:where the fuck are you!
S:chill dude I'm just having a walk.
L:ok fine.
S: I did see somebody as I was walking though.
L:who?...
S:Didn't get his name but he had brown eyes and white hair probably dyed.
L:Oh no....
S:It's not a big deal anyways talk to you later lar-bear.
L:Wait sa-
I ended the call and felt a tap on my shoulder I turned on my heel to see the same boy.
"What that Larry Johnson on the phone?"
"Uhhhhh ya?"
"Wait how do you know him?"
He stuck his hand out.
"I'm Leo nice to meet you..Sal?"
"Yeah..my names sal."
"Oh and is your hair real and this?"
He flicked my prosthetic.
"Yes..."
"Well sal Has anybody ever told you how gorgeous you are.?"
"Um."
"Hehe..don't stutter darling.."
"YEAHHBB...I'm gonna go now.."
I went to start walking but he grabbed my arm and put a piece of paper in my hand.
"Call me."
I stood there shocked and lost for words.
Who the fuck.
And what the fuck was that.
I rolled my eyes and decided it would be a nice  aesthetic picture of me lying in the snow with my prosthetic.
I got my phone out.
I had a large following on my Instagram.
Most comments were.
'Your so confident!'
'Wow!'
'Are you boy or girl'
'Is that real'
Mostly things like that but I did get some sort of hate.
I lay down on the snow and took a picture.
I pressed post and sighed.
Laying in the snow gave you a pleasant feeling it's not like lying on the sand on a hot beach in the middle of summer but cold and relaxing and..Joyful.
I sat up as I got another text from Larry asking me to come back to the Addison appartments.
Why was he so worried.
I'm fine.
I am fine.
I took a picture to send to Larry to prove I'm alright but there was something there.
I am not fine.