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I stood right there in the sitting room facing the window bind. Although I wasn't lost in thought but had no track of what was happening around me. I just don't have the time to cope with the world and my thoughts. I paced around trying to get my anger in check but it wasn't working. I let Tiffany have some freedom and now she was using it to see Massimo. I couldn't bring myself to understand why she'd be getting close to Massimo and letting him touch her.No matter how hard I tried, it didn't make no sense to me. It all felt like a stupid joke that I needed to stop."So what now?" Tiffany asked from the couch she was sitting.I ignored her cause it was because of her I am this pissed. If only she listened and stopped playing around, I wouldn't have to think of ways to—"Luciano I'm talking to you," she interrupted."And what the fuck am I supposed to do if you're talking to me?" I yelled at her."Listen?" She suggested. "Isn't that supposed to be a thing?" "No,
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I slammed the car door behind me and strutted the keys to lock the car. I had no idea when Massimo would show up but he said he'd meet me here. I looked around before taking strides toward the place I chose to meet him. That awkwardness, it was like I wasn't doing the right thing and I was doing the right thing at the same time.I felt a flush of anxiety as I got closer to the bar but I brushed it off and checked my hoodie for my gun. It wasn't my first time so feeling foe my gun brought back memories. Just that that day, that faithful night I had agreed to mmet him. Give years ago, I was wearing a similar hoodie and checking for my gun. I also had that feeling, that gut feeling like I wasn't doing anything right but because I wanted to show my dad that I wasn't a coward, I shot it. At that point, I wondered if I want be tempted to shot him at this bar. I felt I would be tempted to just end what I started and make my father know I wasn't useless at all. I touched
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I decided to help with the dishes while Tiffany was away. It wasn't a bad idea and she wasn't born to do dishes either. Frankly, I don't value the idea of men making it look like women were born to do dishes, cook, and give birth! That shit isn't easy at all!The moment the door squeaked, I knew she was back. I turn my head in the direction of the door and I was right. It was as if I haven't seen her for years and that hurt me.I want us to be as we were before. To he that close and inseparable.Tiffany's face was beaming with smile and I couldn't stop looking at her. She had this face like she wasn't mad at me anymore and I love it. I hope we will get back together soon."Hey," she said and fall to the couch to take off her shoes. She tossed them to the side and then wiped her forehead.I gave a small nod to acknowledge her presence and then turned away in an attempt to keep my attention away. I can't have her catch me staring.Despite looking else where I couldn't stop noticing
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The pillow felt so comfy as I laid on it. I placed my hands underneath it and adjusted so that I was facing the ceiling.I took a deep breath and just remained there with a casual smile.There was not much on my mind, just the feeling of satisfaction that the holidays had begun.If there was anything that got me stressed out, it had to be driving to school everyday.Although there were some days I didn't make it to school, I also had to do a few things and take care of business.I sighed at the random thoughts coursing through my mind. There was not much to do so I sat up on my bed and thought of a drink.I don’t usually drink early in morning—if at all—but I feel the urge to have a sensation in my throat. Tiffany has been gone a while and I don’t know what she’s doing or who she's out with. I didn't ask her, not because I don't care but I wanted to give her sometime to realize we could. I grit my teeth as the strong, ‘homemade’ liquid of my second mouthful rolls down my throat.
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TIFFANY'S POV I took the pot from the gas and smiled at how good my food scented. Anyone who was passing by would easily know she just made a spicy meal. I took off the apron from my body and dropped it on the sink. I washed my hands and then served some food into the plate.I was starving and it felt like I could fall at any moment. When I finished, I thought of Luciano. He may possibly be as famished as I am.“Uh---but where the hell is he?” I asked looking around. I am sure that I haven’t had any contact with him.I served some food for him too and when I walked toward the dinning to drop it, a frown appeared on my face.“Fucking asshole,” I cussed under my breathe and reached for the plate on the table. The plate was steel cold and the food untouched.How else could Luciano show that he was a jerk?I scoffed and turned back to the food thinking of how best to dispose and yell at his freaking face but I paused. What if he wasn’t fine and the only thing he can do is skip meals
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It’s only a moment because once his soft, plush lips move along mine, I turn fully toward him and let him smooth his hand around my tiny waist as my lips move along his.Damn, he tasted like tequila and gin. Something about the way his lips tightened on mine made me smile.His hands grew tighter on my waist as my fingers race to hold his back. I stepped in closer, my mouth parting just slightly. He parted his as well while my other hand fell to his chest.He drew me closer to keep the kiss deeper bit Gladys interrupted us."Enough of the kiss, lover birds. We should also have fun, don't you think?"He gave a nod and at that point I broke the kiss and licked my lips.Massimo was pure heaven and his lips had a way of making me feel nothing else mattered."So what next?" Massimo asked slightly offended that she met us stop.She smirked at him. "Games. Right, guys?""Yes!!" The rest of them echoed and I gave a nod."What type of games do you have in mind?""Enough to keep us entertained,"
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But for real, what the fck actually happened?I was overly irritated by the time I got home. Can't say which annoyed me the most bit everything was definitely adding to my suffering.I scoffed for like the fifth time in two minutes and reached for my phone. I needed to speak to someone or go mad.It was that bad and the only person I could think of calling was my mom. I waited for the call to connect but it didn't. It just kept ringing and ringing toll it stopped."Damn it!" I blurted. Sometimes I wonder if there's ever anything she does other than ignoring my calls.Dad wasn't any different but I dialed his number just to fulfil all righteousness.I raised the phone to my ear listening to beep tone."Tiffany," he called the moment the call connected.It was new for him to pick his calls and so I was surprised."You picked," I told him."Of course I did, yiu are my baby. Tell me, how are you?"I thought of the best way to describe how I was feeling and why I was feeling that way.
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It's being three days since after what Massimo did and it felt like the holiday was going to rexah a while years. It was a bit awkward I was looking for a validation from Massimo. I was waiting for a call today or another apology but as usual, Gladys.He apologized before but I feel like it should be more. When Gladys called and said she was coming over, I asked her to get some snacks.Knowing how well Gladys loves hamburgers, I knew it was going to be her first choice."I knew it," I laughed when she handed me a small bag."I guess that's thank you," she said."Of course, thank you."She rested her back on the couch and heaved."Maybe you need some water," I told her and stood up. I grabbed a glass and turned some water for her. I handed it over to her and she smiled."You're such an angel."I laughed at her way of saying thank you and she gulped down the water.As she lowered the glass to the table, Luciano walked in with only his boxers and no shirt.He frowned the mome
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