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Upon arriving at the university we got out of the car, Rich took me by the hand, intertwining them. I felt a tingling with that gesture, without even asking for it. He looked safer than before now, looser. And I liked that. I felt that I was somehow helping him. "Will I see you at lunchtime?" "I worry as we walk towards the entrance." -Of course. Hasley appeared in my field of vision, I was half serious, maybe I was still half drunk yesterday. I don't know. The weather threatened to rain. "Hello, Hasley," I greeted her. "V, how are you today?" "He looked at us both." Hi, Rich. "You look unveiled," Rich says in a joke mode. I think it's the first time I see him wanting to start conversations with another person. And it's weird. "Yes, I couldn't sleep well last night for those drinks." Are we going to classes? "Hasley looks at me." -It's fine. Rich, I'll see you after a while, ”I smiled at him. I was going to go like this without more but Rich stopped me and gave me a warm kiss on the l
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Rich and I arrived at a kind of mountain. There were no trees here, just grass, a grass that seemed to have no end. I walked, feeling free. I just wanted to run, run while screaming in the rain. That, that was freedom for me. "Do you like it?" Rich asked me, he had a blanket in his hands. In the distance I looked at the lake, the one where we bathed once. Then I remembered that Rich had told me that this was his favorite place and I was flattered because he had brought me. Only me. "It's amazing," I said, "there is no one but us here." "That's right." Rich stretched out his cloth on the grass, helped him a little and then sat down. "Why did you bring me here, Rich?" I started to feel nervous, I looked at Rich, how handsome it was ... I felt a stab if he fell in love with someone else. Then I began to feel a little insecurity and sadness, I didn't want him to stop loving me because he loved me, right? Or that is what has made me understand all this time. "I told you I would bring you o
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When I entered home Dad was at the doorway with a glass of juice in his hand. "You're late," he told me. "I was doing things." "With Rich," he said, "Venus, you know I don't like you to go with him for a long time." Rich is not what it seems. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and tried to calm down, I didn't want to argue with Kyle today. I had spent a nice day with Rich so I didn't want to take away the feeling of tranquility in my system right now. "Not now, Kyle, I'm tired." "They called me from college, you didn't attend classes." Fynn also told me that you failed his subject. What is happening to you, Venus? When you just came here I was very understandable with you, I tried to understand you because yes, I made mistakes in the past but I was willing to remedy them. However, now seeing that you are going astray I cannot continue to be tolerant of what you do or say. I looked at him super surprised, it was the first time Kyle talked to me like that. His voice was hard. "Excuse me
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When I got home I felt so mired in my thoughts, in my pain and in my hatred that I didn't realize that I knocked on the door. That could have woken up Kyle perfectly, well, if he was asleep. Although I doubt it, considering that I took his car ... I climbed the stairs in a hurry and entered my room. Rich I couldn't believe he did this to me. "Venus, what's up?" "I heard Kyle on the other side." I lay down on the bed and crushed my face with the pillow. My tears came out involuntarily. Why the hell did I let Rich get into my life like that, to my heart? I felt that this link I had with him would be my downfall. "Venus, open the door." "Get out, Kyle!" Leave me alone. ”The last sentence was broken. What I least wanted was the pity of this man who had forgotten how to be my father. I didn't want to be here. I wanted to run away and never come back! I felt a lot of hate towards Lina, I felt a lot of contempt for Rich too. He lied to me, told me he was at home but I go and find him with he
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Rich was at Fynn's house, doing what? Fynn, our teacher was dead and someone had shot him in the head. Rich watched me attentively, as if I was afraid that I would be scared. -How? "I wanted to know." "Well," he laughed a little nervous, "I wanted to do something good for you, I wanted to talk to Fynn and ask him to give you more time and not reprove you but it was useless, Fynn was a very strict teacher." I felt a little relief when he told me that, my mind was already betraying me with bad things, things that I know Rich wouldn't do. I smiled shyly and approached him to hug him, his smell invaded my nostrils. I liked feeling it so much, feeling his perfume, his hands around me. I realized that I was falling in love more and more about Rich, it was something I couldn't stop, it was something very strong and intense. I was scared, very afraid because my bad thoughts tortured me by telling me that Rich will one day get bored of me and leave me. "Thank you for wanting to help me," I mur
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"Rich, we should go back inside," I groaned in his ear. We were still in the stands of the training camp, we kissed and talked about things, but it had been a long time, maybe two hours and we had not entered to find out if there were classes or not. At that moment my cell phone started ringing on a call. I snorted and took it out of my bag. It was Kyle. "Who calls you?" He wanted to know, stroking my thighs. "It's Kyle," I replied. "I won't answer." "V, maybe he's worried." "Leave those things aside then." Rich took the cell phone and accepted the call but gave it to me, even though I signaled him not. I rolled my eyes and finally replied: "Hello?" "V, where are you?" I knew what happened to a teacher, I'm worried. "I'm fine, in college." I stressed Rich's hair. It smelled so good, I had become very accustomed to this smell. His eyes, his nose, his mouth. This man had me crazy, I felt that I fell in love more and more with every second that passed. Rich's way of seeing me, as if it w
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I stopped the car, without leaving, just watching Kyle. He was standing, without expressions on his face, but he didn't see me but Rich, he looked at him with a kind of hate. "Are they your bags?" Asked Rich, a little anxious. I know this because his hands began to rub each other in a desperate way. Also his leg went from top to bottom. "Your father wants you to go." "I suppose so," I answer, because the truth doesn't surprise me. Kyle had never been a good father, maybe I don't remember what happened years ago but I only know that he never fights enough for his family, he gives up the first one, he is so cowardly that I hate him for that and more things. I wish my sister was here, but instead I have to be with this man who is called my father. "It can't be," Rich murmured, still anxious. "You can't leave, v, tell him not to take you away." I looked at Rich, taking his hands to calm down a little. "Easy, you're having a kind of anxiety attack." I will not go anywhere. The corner of hi
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My alarm clock alarm goes off, making an annoying noise that causes me to jump up and down in my bed, opening my eyes in the process, but I close them a second later, mentally cursing the creator of alarm clocks. Especially that one that sounded so loud that I imagine all the neighbors hear it.The horrible Monday had arrived, it was the middle of the semester. There were still months to go and I was praying for that to happen, to be able to escape the suffering that was high school. I reached out my hand, turning off the noisy thing and sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes and giving a little yawn. For some reason I stare at a shoe in the corner of my room, seconds pass and I wonder what I'm doing.Half an hour after showering and putting on my usual baggy gray clothes, I grab my backpack and get ready to leave my room to go to the kitchen for breakfast. The first thing I see is Dad making toast, but I think he's burned one because I hear him curse."Everything okay?"I ask, hiding a smile,
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