The Moment We Met

N I N E

3 weeks later...

Its been three weeks. Three fucking weeks and i haven't seen or spoke Arsenio. 3 weeks of torture with Enzo. God why did i ever love this guy again? Well he hasn't fucked me yet so im thankful for that. I've been ignoring my dad, i hate him. "She'll get stronger off it" dick i got fucking traumatized, and i didn't tell anyone.

Me and Enzo met at this place and ate lunch. "Wanna go to the beach after?" He asks. Do i have a choice? "Sure." I mutter. "Whats wrong?" He asks.  "Whats wrong? Whats wrong!?" I say raising my voice. "Keep the volume down." He says "everything is fucking wrong!" I whispers aggressively. "Could you just give me a change." He's getting kind of annoyed with me. "Give you a chance? You basically kidnapped me to be here." I say. "You agreed to go." This again, really.

He puts money down on the table. "Come on." He says while grabbing my hand, pulling me with him. When we arrive at the beach and we just start walking. I don't say a lot. I haven't said a lot these 3 weeks. I can't get that douche out of my head, i want to see him, i want to touch him, i want to fucking kiss him, i just want to be here with him.
"Do you want to swim?" Enzo asks. "No, im not really a water person." I am a water person just not with you.

He puts his arm around my waist as we walk further. "Do you think this is normal?" I ask bluntly. "What?" "Well do you think, this is normal." I say while pointing to us. "Yes." He Says. "You Need serious help." I say. "Screw you."

"Really Enzo what is the point of this. This is always gonna stay fake." I stop walking and turn to look at him. "Your getting on my last nerves. So you better fuck off." He grabs my arm and pulls me with him again. "Your hurting me." I say. "Yes, yes i am." Such a dick.

I hear a loud gun shot, its close but where. I look around but i was looking the wrong way. Enzo falls in my arms. I let him fall to the ground. He's dying. I could say a lot to him for example, i forgive you, it wasn't your fault, im not mad anymore. So he'll have peace. But the truth is he's a dick and he doesn't deserve it. "Hey Enzo. Your a Dick and i fucking hate you." I say a few seconds later i didn't feel pulse.

I look around and look for the person who shot him. I see Arsenio's dad standing there. He walks towards me. "Lets get one thing straight." He says. "I don't like you. But i owed you one for saving my son twice." He seriously helped me, thats literally something i thought that would never happen. "But now, he needs you." He says. "Wait what happend." I ask. "My wife got shot. Shes in a coma, Arsenio is with her in the hospital." His mom is everything for him.

"Well lets go then!" I say. We quickly walk back to his car and we get in. He drives off to the hospital. "Thank you for killing him." "Its the least i could do." Yeah it really is the shit this man has got me in is un fucking real. "Ill need you another time tho." I say.
"Girl i already told you. I don't like you so-." I cut him off. "I want to kill my dad." He looks confused at me for a minute. "Well then, your at the good address."