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π΄π‘’π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘π‘œπ‘‘π‘’
(π‘‰π‘œπ‘™π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘π‘–π‘π‘‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘Žπ‘™ π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘‘π‘’π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘œπ‘“ π‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ )
𝑂𝑛𝑒 | π‘‡β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘'𝑠 𝑠𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑑
π‘‡π‘€π‘œ | π‘ƒπ‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿ
π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ | 𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘  𝑖𝑛 β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘£π‘’π‘›
π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ | π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘šπ‘¦ π‘“π‘Žπ‘£π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘π‘’ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘œπ‘›
𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 | 5% π‘œπ‘“ 100%
𝑠𝑖π‘₯ | π‘ƒπ‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘’ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 | πΌπ‘”π‘›π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒 π‘œπ‘“ π‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘‘
π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ | π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘šπ‘› β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ 
𝓃𝒾𝓃ℯ | 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘˜π‘’ β„Žπ‘–π‘š π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘‘
𝑑𝑒𝑛 | 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘Žπ‘π‘œπ‘™π‘œπ‘”π‘–π‘§π‘’
𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 | 𝐴~
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒 | π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘œπ‘™
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘’π‘’π‘› | 𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑑, π‘π‘–π‘‘π‘β„Ž
π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘’π‘’π‘› | π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’'π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘˜
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑛 | π‘‡π‘–π‘šπ‘’-π‘œπ‘’π‘‘
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑛 | π·π‘œπ‘›'𝑑 π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘¦ 𝑠𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑑
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑛 | π‘‡β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘'𝑠 π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘“π‘Žπ‘–π‘Ÿ
π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘’π‘› | π‘‡β„Žπ‘–π‘  𝑖𝑠 π‘Ž 𝑏𝑖𝑔 π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘ π‘’
𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑛 | πΉπ‘’π‘π‘˜ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘š
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦 | π‘Šβ„Žπ‘¦ π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝐼?
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘œπ‘›π‘’ | π‘—π‘Žπ‘–π‘™
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘‘π‘€π‘œ | π‘…πΈπ΄π·π‘Œ...
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ | π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘£π‘’π‘›π‘”π‘’
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ | 𝑇𝑒𝑙𝑙 π΄π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ 
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 | 𝐼 π‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘  β„Žπ‘–π‘š π‘ π‘œ π‘šπ‘’π‘β„Ž
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-𝑠𝑖π‘₯ | π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿ
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 | 𝐼'π‘š π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘œπ‘“ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘–π‘‘π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘ 
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ | 𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘π‘›'𝑑 π‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘š
𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 | π»π‘Žπ‘  β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘ π‘’π‘‘?
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦ | π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘'𝑠 π‘€β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝐼 π‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘œπ‘›π‘’ | 𝐼'π‘š π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑀𝑒𝑙𝑙
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘‘π‘€π‘œ | π‘…π‘–π‘£π‘Žπ‘™π‘  π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘”π‘œπ‘‘?
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ | π‘†β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜ 𝑒𝑝
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ | π΄π‘™π‘šπ‘œπ‘ π‘‘ π‘˜π‘–π‘ π‘ ?
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 | π‘†β„Žπ‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘  π‘šπ‘’ π‘ π‘œ π‘šπ‘’π‘β„Ž
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-𝑠𝑖π‘₯ | 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐼'π‘š π‘ π‘œ 𝑠𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑑
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 | π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦π‘π‘’
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ | π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘“π‘™π‘Žπ‘”π‘ 
π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 | π‘Šβ„Žπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘–π‘š?
πΉπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦ | π‘†β„Žπ‘–π‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘ π‘œπ‘›
π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘œπ‘›π‘’ | π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝑑𝑖𝑒
π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘‘π‘€π‘œ | 𝐼 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘›π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘”π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘›π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘
π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ | π‘€β„Žπ‘œ π‘π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ 𝑖𝑑
π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ | 𝐼'π‘š π·π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘ 
π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 | π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘˜ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘‘π‘œπ‘›'𝑑 π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘£π‘’ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑏𝑒 π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’π‘‘
π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-𝑠𝑖π‘₯ | 𝐼𝑑'𝑠 π‘Ž π‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘ π‘’π‘™
π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 | πΆπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘œπ‘’π‘‘
π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ | 𝑠𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑑 π‘—π‘œπ‘˜π‘’
π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦-𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 | π‘‘π‘œπ‘’π‘ π‘›'𝑑 𝑖𝑑, π΄π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ ?
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑦-π‘œπ‘›π‘’ | 𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑝 π‘šπ‘’
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑦-π‘‘π‘€π‘œ | π‘Šβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘?
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑦-π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ | π‘†π‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘’π‘‘π‘‘
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑦-π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ | 𝐼 π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘¦ π‘šπ‘’π‘ π‘ π‘’π‘‘ 𝑒𝑝
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑦-𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 | "𝐼'π‘š π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘”π‘›π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘."
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑦-𝑠𝑖π‘₯ | π‘π‘œ
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑦-𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 | 𝐾𝑖𝑠𝑠 π‘šπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘› 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑙 𝐼'π‘š 𝑓𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑝
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑦-π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ | π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘
𝑓𝑖𝑓𝑑𝑦-𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 | π‘ƒπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘’π‘›π‘‘ π‘‚π‘™π‘‘π‘šπ‘Žπ‘›
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦 | π‘‡β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘ π‘šπ‘–π‘™π‘’
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦-π‘œπ‘›π‘’ | π‘‡β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘'𝑠 π‘ π‘œ π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘ π‘’π‘™π‘“π‘–π‘ β„Ž
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦-π‘‘π‘€π‘œ | π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ 𝑖𝑠 π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘”
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦-π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ | π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘Žπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘€π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘¦ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘‘
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦-π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ | 𝐼 π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ β„Žπ‘’r
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦-𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 | π΄π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘  𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 β„Žπ‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘šπ‘’
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦-𝑠𝑖π‘₯ | 𝐼 π‘Šπ΄π‘† πΉπ‘ˆπΆπΎπΌπ‘πΊ 14
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦-𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 | 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦-π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ | 𝐼 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘’
𝑠𝑖π‘₯𝑑𝑦-𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 | π‘ˆπ‘ π‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘s π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦 | 𝐼'𝑑 𝑠𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘”π‘œ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘–π‘›π‘”
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘œπ‘›π‘’ | π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘–π‘š
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘‘π‘€π‘œ | π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘£π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘‘
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ | π΄π‘‘π‘šπ‘–π‘‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑖𝑑
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ | 𝐼 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 | π‘‡π‘œπ‘‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘¦
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-𝑠𝑖π‘₯ | 𝐼𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘›π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 | 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘€β„Žπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ | π΄π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ , π‘π‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘™π‘¦
𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦-𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 | 𝐼 π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘”π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘™
π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘π‘¦ | 𝐴 π‘‘π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’?
π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘œπ‘›π‘’ | π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘Žπ‘π‘™π‘’
π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘π‘¦-π‘‘π‘€π‘œ | π‘†π‘‘π‘œπ‘ 𝑠𝑑𝑒𝑑𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔
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AURORA
~ Apocalypse by cigarettes after sex

After the night in the club, I finally walk outside to get some fresh air. "Call me," the boy I was making out with, handed me a note. I nodded, but I won't do that.

I don't want anything intimate with a guy who's obviously making out with everyone in the club. It's not the first time he's done this. Oh man, the alcohol gets in my head. I sound like Ares.

"And was this action worth it?" I looked to the side and saw Ares leaning against the wall, one hand in his jeans and a cigarette in the other between his fingers.

"If you had stayed, you could see the whole show." He rolled his eyes, threw the finished cigarette on the floor, and crushed it.

"Now, will you go in and get another one?" I shook my head, smiling. "I didn't plan to, no. We don't want to become someone like you."

I took the first step and texted Dylan that I was leaving. "Careful, otherwise you'll be just like me." Ares walks next to me.

"Please. I don't need many men to know that I'm hot and good-looking. But you do, right?"

"Did you drink that much?" "No, I hardly drank something, I'm clear with my mind."

"I knew you were going to show yourself." We arrived in the middle of town. There's a fountain behind me, where Zeth and I were waiting for the others once.

The water glows a beautiful blue, the lights too wouldn't even be Ares here. "Are you kidding me? Me? My real face, I never pretended! You can have your fun with other women, but me not? You're just sexist because I'm a woman who doesn't put up with anything!" I snapped at him.

"That has nothing to do with the fact that you're a woman! The point is that you criticize me for being who I am, but if you do that, everything is okay."
Is he kidding me?

He's seriously comparing my action to his. He acts like I made out with 3 men at the same time, it was one. Who just gave me his number. That's nothing compared to what he does.

Ask me to come and have fun with Ashley, that person I hate. I also didn't sleep with Kirian after I texted him if he could come to me.

"Are you comparing me to you? Are you dumb? I have nothing to do with a man every single day, I just had fun once, and you have to spoil it for me. What's the point of catching me? Even if it were, what gives you a reason to judge me? No one gives you even a shred of acceptance when you're so stubborn, anyway."

"Now, am I stubborn? Do you even listen to yourself?"

"You got me right." I raised my chin and crossed my hands in front of my chest to look more confident and proud than ever.

Suddenly I felt that I had my feet no more on the ground. As if in a flash, I opened my eyes and saw Ares carrying me.

"Let me go, you idiot." He took a step in front of the fountain and stopped, holding me so tightly that I wouldn't run away.

"If you do that, God have mercy with you." "You have two options, either you finally admit that you're not that different from me, or you swim in the water?" I widened my eyes.

"I'd rather die." And Ares really let me fall into the fountain. "You little whore." I got up immediately as my dress was full of water.

Ares just laughed at me, he couldn't even stop. "That's not funny." I snapped at him. "I told you."

I ran out of the fountain and picked up my bag that was falling off the ground. I went to Ares. "I'm not like you, I get your damn cerebellum." Then I walk off to the hotel, really mad. Fuck him. He thinks he can do anything he wants, just because I don't say what he wants to.

---

I unlaced my bathrobe and stood in front of the hotel's indoor pool with just my swimsuit. After all this excitement about Ares, I want to relax. I laid out the bathrobe on the deck chair and walk into the warm water.

Luckily, nobody is here. I don't need that stress, either. Alone, is better. This whole Ares thing got so into my head, that I think I'm actually going to get some damage from it.

He just makes you so mad that it's hard to expect that you even can get mad like this. I mean, who thinks who he is. The world doesn't just revolve around him. There are more important things than just getting his presence or himself.

He thinks just because some girls are running after him that the whole world will fall over when he walks by. No, she does not.

"Didn't you have enough water for today?" I opened my eyes and looked at the stairs of the pool. Ares just walked into the water. Fuck, what is he doing here again?

"What do you want?" "Would you believe me if I say I want to apologize?" I immediately shook my head. He would never apologize.

If he had his phone in his hand during this time, he would even take pictures and send them. Ares doesn't apologize, he makes it worse.

"Well, I didn't want that either, you deserve it." Does he seriously want to continue arguing? "Did you come to annoy me further?"

"No, I wanted to relax, I didn't know you were here." Sure, and I didn't know he was in my class, even though we were in class for a few years. I rolled my eyes.

"Just go there and don't bother me." I made a nod to the corner on the other side of the pool.

He did that too, unfortunately, the pool wasn't the largest, which means that Ares isn't far away from me. I closed my eyes anyway and tried to enjoy the silence. The water was listening in my ear.

My chest slowly rose and fell. It's really relaxing too with the closeness of the full jerk next to me.

*
"Can I ask you something?" and that is with the good times. "What is it?" I opened my eyes to look at Ares. He came to me in small steps.

"Why do you hate me?" He stopped in front of me. "Because you don't get any further than a guy who doesn't appreciate anyone." I hissed.

"From where do you want to know if I appreciate a person?" "Just hearing about you jumping from one bed to another pisses me off. You piss me off. Your appearances when I look at you, your comments. Everything." Ares didn't move a single expression.

My chest was heaving with excitement. It upsets me that he has no idea why I don't like him. Isn't it obvious?

"Do you want to know something? Even though I hate you so much, and I do. It's fucking sucks you're on my mind." I'm gasping for breath. He's thinking about me? I mean sure because he hates me, so it doesn't matter either. Hate is the answer.

"I hate how stubborn you are, how much everyone loves you, they always see the good in you. I hate that you're so different to Zeth and Mason than you are to me, fuck, it pisses me off. If you don't like something, you say it. You have a family that loves you, friends, everything you want. I hate that you think it's not enough."

"You hate me for my family? It doesn't make any sense and that it's not enough for me is a lie, I wouldn't wish me anything else."

Ares's hand goes up out of the water, it rests on my cheek and flips my hair back. "You have what I don't have. What I wish."

What does he mean by that? He has everything. A band, car, house, family. Why does he hate me for what I have when he already has it all?

These little gestures he gives me make me tremble. A tingling is felt in the stomach, what is happening? And why the hell am I reacting so intensely to Ares?

"Why do you really hate me, Aurora?" the way my name rolls off his tongue, the sound and all. His hand wanders down my hair until he puts his hand on my hip. He rubs his thumb at the spot. I want this, I don't allow it anyway, but my body wants his touch.

"I don't understand what this is supposed to do with our situation. I told you why I hate you."

"You didn't say why you really hate me. So, Aurora, why do you hate me as much as I hate you?" His hand went to my back and pulled me close to him. Fuck.

"I hate you because you succeed without putting in much effort. I also hate it when you do stuff like that. I hate it even more that you're smart without doing much for it. It's like my effort is for nothing. That's unfair."

Ares smiles down at me. "What do you get out of that? All of this?" "Nothing." Ares forces me to run two steps forward, feeling the edge on my back. "Can I kiss you?"

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