✰ fuckshit x fem oc ✰
los angeles , the city of dreams & miracles..
was a saying poem never really believed in , she saw the worst parts of la , where you heard gunshots every ten minutes and helicopters constantly waking you up from your sleep , th...
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1984
"and i guess he thought he could do that" estee said shrugging while she sat on the couch smoking a blunt that poem rolled for the group minus angela,
"so basically he's a piece of shit?" bella asked while she sat on the ground , in estees beanbag.
"basically.. i guess but nobody really looks at their ex as pieces of shit no matter how bad they hurt you"
bella rolled her eyes and shrugged , she'd never been in a relationship before..
"how about you poem? why did your last relationship end?" estee asked raising an eyebrow at poem while excess smoke still trailed out of her mouth,
poem sat on the other couch , she put her hands in her jeans and sighed..
"ive never been in one , i only write about them" she said earning a long 'hm' from estee who was deep in thought, estee barely smoked but when she did she was either drunk or in the mood for a deep conversation ,
"how do you properly write about them if you don't know how it feels?" she asked with bella soon nodding seconds later,
"i guess i write from my perspective like.. why do toxic relationships exist and how can someone let someone else take such a big apart of them like that you know? but i'll never know until i experience it."
poem didnt tell the girls about the kiss her and fuckshit shared because as horrible as it sounded , she didn't want anybody to think of her in a negative way , she just moved here and honestly she was pretty upset she already found herself a bad reputation , after the kiss fuckshit and poem argued , they argued in the middle of the back ally almost like they'd already been in a relationship.. meanwhile they'd just met each other..
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"you heard me right" fuckshit said as he sat behind the front desk, he fixed the black beanie that sat on his head and still looked angry just this time he talked like he usually would..
"so you kissed her and then yelled at her? for what reason?" ray asked cocking an eyebrow at his best friend that he sometimes wanted to beat up , sometimes fuckshit reminded ray of his dad , a pathetic man who thought he can just step on someone but deep down ray knew fuckshit was more than that.
"i don't know bro , i'm gonna go apologize though foreal" fuckshit said nodding to himself,
he didn't know what he wanted the end result to be.. he was stuck and confused and often asked himself what he wanted out of the girl and himself , he didn't want a quick hookup out of her nor did he want to play with her feelings.. apart of him wanted to just never talk to her again , for her to go away and never come back but that was the part that pissed him off the most , he didn't want that, he wanted her to stay forever and be hers forever , did he want a relationship? deep down, yes but fuckshit was fuckshit and to him that shit was corny.
