Koh Rong Island, Cambodia
Friday - 4:48 pm
I hate flying, that shit is not for me. I don't know how we getting back because i am not flying.
Yes, we had sex and all but still im not trying to die either. Man, I don't want to be around her father at all.
That man, pisses me off. Its like I'm never going to prove to this man that I am good enough for his daughter he dont care. He is clearly racist.
"I got it" I said getting princess bags off the boat
"Hate this damn place" Akra snapped
"Hes annoying, i love this place" she smiled grabbing on to my arm
"Mom you okay?"
"Yes, im good" she smiled holding hands with her white boyfriend
"Okay good"
"Grandmother come" princess said going to hold her hand
"Wow this is where you guys lived?" My mom asked her mom
"Yes for ten Years, then i had kids and we moved when Thai was five or six. we didnt have much, but the ocean, fish, other sea life and the village here"
"This is beautiful" i added
"Come on honey i am tired" her father said
"Ookay thai show Zander here to the tree house, and ill show ms eric and her boyfriend here to their sleeping arrangements" her mom said
"I want to get in the water" she laughed shaking
"Is you okay?" I laughed following her up these stairs to a hut house
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