"Short Fuse", this was the nickname his friends used to call him by. More than often, he had been into fights that weren't his or just weren't worth fighting. Calmness wasn't his cup of tea or maybe he was just too eager to release his frustrations and did so whenever he got a chance.
Never before in his life, had a slap been this blissful. As her fingers touched his cheeks, he felt a pleasure he had never ever experienced before in his life. But this pleasure soon turned into the harsh reality of rejection. He was shoved, pushed and slapped by her. Her slap on his face echoed throughout the college. For the very first time in his life, his anger was subdued by the only emotion that came more furiously to him - his love for her. He was smiling. She was disgusted. Her friends soon started pushing him and one of her male friend slapped him right across the face. That was it. The cloud of his love had burst and the rain of anger came pouring down. It all ended this way. A girl in a pretty bad mood, a boy with a broken heart and a bleeding nose, and another boy with his face pretty much looking like a pumpkin covered in apple tart. That night in his house, his father vented every little frustration he had on his only son.
He was furious now. Not on her, but on himself for failing to tell her how much he loved her. He just didn't want to accept that the same girl who gave her the sleepless nights and the euphoric day-dreams pretty much hated his existence in her vicinity.
It was the New Year Eve. She in her black party dress was looking gorgeous as ever. It was a club she regularly used to go to. That night, she drank heavily for she wanted to erase every of the year which had not been very kind on her. She felt sick. Her body quivering, her vision failing, her head throbbing from the blaring music. She spit out all that was inside her. The frustration, the grief, the alcohol. She thought of continuing the party but her trembling legs told her otherwise. She went to relax in her car and told her friends that she will be back.
He knew today was the day. The day where he could end all the bad feelings and start a new chapter of his love with her. And what would be more suitable than the last day of the not-so-kind year. He knew where she would be.
She came to her car struggling with her vision, her legs feeling weak, her whole body quivering as if she had puked her soul out. She sensed a figure approaching from behind. As she tried to scream, her mouth was covered shut with a cloth that shut her brain down. She collapsed to wake up in chains.....
Never before in his life, had a slap been this blissful. As her fingers touched his cheeks, he felt a pleasure he had never ever experienced before in his life. But this pleasure soon turned into the harsh reality of rejection. He was shoved, pushed and slapped by her. Her slap on his face echoed throughout the college. For the very first time in his life, his anger was subdued by the only emotion that came more furiously to him - his love for her. He was smiling. She was disgusted. Her friends soon started pushing him and one of her male friend slapped him right across the face. That was it. The cloud of his love had burst and the rain of anger came pouring down. It all ended this way. A girl in a pretty bad mood, a boy with a broken heart and a bleeding nose, and another boy with his face pretty much looking like a pumpkin covered in apple tart. That night in his house, his father vented every little frustration he had on his only son.
He was furious now. Not on her, but on himself for failing to tell her how much he loved her. He just didn't want to accept that the same girl who gave her the sleepless nights and the euphoric day-dreams pretty much hated his existence in her vicinity.
It was the New Year Eve. She in her black party dress was looking gorgeous as ever. It was a club she regularly used to go to. That night, she drank heavily for she wanted to erase every of the year which had not been very kind on her. She felt sick. Her body quivering, her vision failing, her head throbbing from the blaring music. She spit out all that was inside her. The frustration, the grief, the alcohol. She thought of continuing the party but her trembling legs told her otherwise. She went to relax in her car and told her friends that she will be back.
He knew today was the day. The day where he could end all the bad feelings and start a new chapter of his love with her. And what would be more suitable than the last day of the not-so-kind year. He knew where she would be.
She came to her car struggling with her vision, her legs feeling weak, her whole body quivering as if she had puked her soul out. She sensed a figure approaching from behind. As she tried to scream, her mouth was covered shut with a cloth that shut her brain down. She collapsed to wake up in chains.....
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