For Fillenfeu
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Sarah's POV
Have you ever had that feeling that you want somebody, but you know it's too inappropriate? Like in public?
I have. But my crush Anthony Padilla didn't.
In the late summer of my 19th year, I met Anthony Padilla. And let me just get to the the point:
He was hot as fuck.
Down to his light stubble to his hair to his beautiful eyes,I was infatuated. He always went for the cheerleaders.
The only reason I know this is because I would sit at the table of geeks and nerds. The cheerleaders table was -inconveniently, I may add- next to ours.
"Where were you last night?" They'd whisper.
"We had a threesome with Anthony." They'd giggle and I'd die a little inside.
"Was it good?" They'd chorus.
"It was sex. Of course it was amazing." They would laugh.
"OH MY GOD WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU SELF APPOINTED WHORES!" I'd backlash in a fury.
"Do you have a crush on him?" They would tease.
"GO FUCK YOURSELF!" I'd scream and they would laugh.
Now, in the late fall of my 21st year, I was reacquainted with this bloke. I was walking down the street and a guy slammed into me. I tumbled on top of him and landed with a 'Umph'.
"Owwie." I hiss in pain, my hand bloody.
"Sorry." He mumbled and flipped some hair out of his face.
"No, it's fine. I wasn't paying attention." I say and try to get up without using my hand. Needless to say, I failed miserably as the bloody bastard stood, an amused smirk playing at his lips.
"You could help me, ya know." I scoff at him watching me struggle with my bum in the air.
"But why? I'm getting such a good show." He smirked.
"EVERYBODY HAS A BLOODY FUCKING RUMP, NOW HELP ME UP, YOU TWAT!" I scream out and that gets his attention. He pulls me up and I look at my hand. It's quite bloody now, a deep dark crimson. I hiss and the guy wraps his arms around me.
"Let's take you back to my place for that hand, yeah?" He examines it and I sigh a defeated sigh. I follow him back and he opens his house up and tells me to sit on the table as he gets the cleanup kit. I start swinging my feet as he walks in and pulls out a bottle of medicine. He dabs some on a cotton ball and grabs my hand.
"Ok, I'm not gonna lie. This will hurt like hell. So, I don't think I caught your name?" He tells me and applies the cotton.
"Hi My NaMe Is SaRaH! HOLY SHHHHHHHHHHH!" I try to say my name.
"wHaTs YoUr NaMe?" I try to muster.
"Anthony. Anthony Padilla." He chuckles. I suddenly stop smiling after.
"A- Anthony?"
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Ok I got one done!!!! YUS MUM LOOK AT ME NOW
Obviously there will be a part 2
Donut worry 😏
-Ellsabat_MH
