I'm wearing an dress for the first time. This barbecue is to celebrate something from Elio his work so we all did our best to dress good. So I thought now i'm not embarrassed of my scars anymore i will grab my hottest dress.
The dress:
Stunning?
Why would he?
I just smile at him and take a sip.
This kind of compliments and looks or touches are going on for about weeks now.
I'm red asf so i need to stand up before i get a panic attack.
I stand up and say to Anthonio and Charles that i'm going to the toilet before they are worried.
I walk inside and take a breath in the kitchen.
"What's wrong darling?"
I turn around it's river.
"Are you following me or something?" I say with a little laugh.
"And that's a nee nickname." I say smiling.
"What you like it? And i just wanna make sure your okay." He say.
"Yes i like it, but why make sure i'm okay?" I say.
"Well i say it on your face you didn't feel comfortable. And i wanna talk to you." He says.
I ignore the thing he said first."why do you wanna talk to me you could have we sit right in front of each other." I say.
"i just wanted to speak to you alone." He says.
"Why? what do you want?" I ask.
"Uhm okay rude. And not here." He says.
While he walks he grabs my arm and he pulls me with him.
"Sorry didn't mean to be rude." I say shaking of his hand and walking with him.
We're standing in front of the front door.
"Well talk?!" i ask after an silence.
"Alright first i wanna show you something . You have to trust me for that alright?" He ask looking at me.
"Well trust is an big word but what ever your gonna do? don't kill me." I say and he opens the front door.
"I won't, i promise. Follow me." He says walking out
We walk outside and we stop after a few steps.
"Why are we in front of the front door?" I ask looking at him
"Come on lay down and you will see." He says and he take a step on the grass and lays down.
I look confused at him.
"Come onnn!" He says.
"Alright fine." I say and i sit beside him.
"Lay down come on." He says with his hands behind his head laying on the grass.
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Tired of fighting
Action*NOT FINISHED* I'm tired of fighting...... AMORA!" My uncle yells while i'm trying to open my eyes. I'm sitting in a the corner of the house with head in between my legs like a ball. He is beating me up. I'm feeling pain everywhere. He is kicking m...
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