He left, leaving me with a big hole in my chest. A strange feeling of loneliness and sadness that I never imagined I could feel. Is that what it feels like to be unloved? I didn't ask for this.
View More"Don't you intend to try it?" He asks, after passing down his throat the drink he drank."I don't know, I told you I don't like alcohol" I complain, frowning my mouth in a grin."Hey, I can hardly hear you" Speak a little louder than before, and that we were already talking almost screaming. "Do you want to go somewhere quieter?"I swallow hard.This reminds me of a movie I saw where a guy said the same thing, and then the girl ends up being almost raped by him, but someone else comes along and saves her. Why do I only remember things I don't want to remember?"But don't you have to be with your friends?" I ask, but he refuses with his head in response, starting to walk toward who knows where and waving his hand to follow him.I look back to see if I can spot Brent, but I can't find him. I don't know where he got himself, he went to get the soft drinks for me, but Jason told me there wasn't and he joked that they're illegal here. I promised him I'd stay here and wait for him, if I lea
"You shouldn't be so close to the fire, it's dangerous" He speaks, his tone of voice is deep and slightly hoarse. "Look" He says, pointing his forefinger behind me. I turn my gaze back and then visualize a scene that is somewhat amusing, dangerous, and also somewhat unpleasant.A boy, somewhat overweight and also very drunk, takes off his shirt and starts running like crazy, shouting things I didn't manage to understand and passing by right where I was. He gets to the lake in front of the house and then he dumps it. Everyone here is shouting his name and some other things like, "That's how it's done, motherfucker!" "I'm your fan!" "Make me a son!" "I love you, fat man!" And worst of all, all that was said only by men. It was really funny.I turn my eyes to the boy who saved me from burning to death in a campfire and, until then, I pay attention to his physique. His hair is completely black and her hairstyle is carefree, without crossing the border of the sloppy. His lips are slightly
I call him, looking at him, after it's been a while since I got in this car."Yes?""Where are we going?"Yeah, I got in a car that I don't even know where it's gonna take me."To the party" he answers, obviously in his tone. I frown."But we were already in one" I reply, bewildered by all this."But that was disgusting, Marylise" Lindsay speaks now, staring at me in the rear-view mirror. "Now we're going to the real party"What?"Why didn't you tell me we were going somewhere else?" I claim Delilah, looking at her angrily.She separates her head from her boyfriend's chest to look at me and answer—: "Because I knew you wouldn't come""Why? Where are we going?" I ask utterly bewildered."Now, relax, it's just a party" Try to calm me down, Lili. "You're sure to find lots of cute guys available for you" Raise both eyebrows, as a hint and with some degree of fun. I notice how Brent hits her slightly on the head with his hand, causing her to lean to the side by force. "Idiot!" She shoots,
MaryliseI look at my reflection in the mirror and doubt whether these clothes are the right ones. My body is wrapped in an outfit that doesn't make me feel completely comfortable, it's not something I would usually wear, it's something Dali would wear; of course, if she chose it and literally forced me to wear this.I see myself and, I don't look like me. It's like she's someone else. . . it's strange; I look strange in this."Marylise, we're leaving" I hear Delilah screaming from the ground floor.I let go of a wheezing and arrange my hair one last time before leaving my friend's room and going down to the living room, where she is waiting."How long were you up there?" She asks, pretending to be irritated."Nothing, I. . ." I breathe a heavy sigh and observe my body. "Are you sure this suits me?""Seriously, it looks great on you" She said, giving me a smile. "You look different" That's exactly what I think. "But no one will be able to realize that if you don't hurry. . . come on.
MaryliseI look at my reflection in the mirror and doubt whether these clothes are the right ones. My body is wrapped in an outfit that doesn't make me feel completely comfortable, it's not something I would usually wear, it's something Dali would wear; of course, if she chose it and literally forced me to wear this.I see myself and, I don't look like me. It's like she's someone else. . . it's strange; I look strange in this."Marylise, we're leaving" I hear Delilah screaming from the ground floor.I let go of a wheezing and arrange my hair one last time before leaving my friend's room and going down to the living room, where she is waiting."How long were you up there?" She asks, pretending to be irritated."Nothing, I. . ." I breathe a heavy sigh and observe my body. "Are you sure this suits me?""Seriously, it looks great on you" She said, giving me a smile. "You look different" That's exactly what I think. "But no one will be able to realize that if you don't hurry. . . come on.
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