I'm Mad At Disney Novels & Stories

I feel like dying! "Madam, can't you release the app? I want to use it now!"

Darrel “Fuck!!” I screamed at the top of my voice as soon as the candle wax hit my skin. “Does it hurt?” Aiden asked, a glint of worry plastered across his face. It was enough to make me laugh despite my situation. “Are you actually worried about me?” I questioned in disbelief. “Of course, I am.” “Then why did you spill the melting candle wax on my skin?” His expression turned serious. “Because you've been very naughty today, Darrel. But you seem to not see a fault in what you did.”

’ He asked. ‘No, no!’ She shook her head in denial, her hair moving wildly. ‘You can't keep running away from it,’ said Raven, ‘trouble has a habit of tossing around in you until you explode.’ Maddie looked at him with tearful eyes and a desperate look. ‘I'm already fed up!’ she said suddenly. ‘I'm so tired of all that pain and misery!’ ‘Then let it go. And leave it where it comes from,’said Raven, biting an apple he suddenly had in his hand,'or does it feel good to blame your mother and hang all your dissatisfaction on it?’

Maddie’s Point of View My patience wore thin as I inched closer to him. Eventually, I couldn't hold back any longer and let out a bone-chilling scream. "Sir, I have no idea what you're talking about, but could you please stop? This act is really starting to annoy me. We're not in a movie, so you can't just pretend like this."

I left the hotel without a second thought and no longer concerned myself with them. That night, Mom sent me a message asking me to transfer money to her immediately. Otherwise, she would disown me. I did not even read it. I deleted the message outright. I finally understood it all. No matter what I did, in her heart, I would never measure up to Jessie’s hair. Since that was the case, why should I exhaust myself trying to please her? I might as well give up the pretense and do whatever I pleased. I went to work as usual the next day. While I was in a meeting, I suddenly received a call from the police.

“Shouldn’t you be happy, Timtim? Now you’ll get my full attention. Every day.” “That’s not funny,” she snapped. “I’m not joking.” He stepped closer, lowering his face until they were nearly nose to nose. “You’re reckless. Immature. And I’ve let you run wild for too long. Consider this your leash, officially tightened.” “You’re insane.” “And you,” he breathed, his voice turning gravelly, “are mine to keep in line.” Timtim was stunned by his words.. is he insane what does he mean by that ? --- --- Later that evening, back at home, she found her bedroom window open.

Will he be mad at me? Fu.ck! I hate this.

I just looked at her while in my head I ran through all the facilities in the country that could do something with her before she ended up on the FBI's most wanted list. "Kat" That one held up her hand as she stuffed her face with popcorn. "Mengele we're not watching that. I thought I got rid of that crap." I'ma sue the fucking credit card company for letting her order that shit. "Watch Cinderella or some shi" "That's boring daddy, that's for babies." Why the fuck me? The others didn't say anything because the last time they complained about her movie of choice, I lit into them for ganging up on my baby. Fuck did I know she was into this shit?

was her argument, so I yielded. We were supposed to meet at nine but it's now a quarter past ten. August is late. I entertained the idea that maybe she decided not to come after all, but I don't think she's that kind of person. So I waited. It did give me the time to ponder how much I hate theme parks and how I've never been back to one since I was eight. It's the kind of crowd I despise. Especially the little kids who are always so excited with the most daring rides but would often come out crying or vomiting or both afterwards.

*** *** *** *** I'm mad at the world, even though I shouldn't be. I should be mad at several people, and I am. I'm mad at Sebastian, which hurts because I love him. I'm mad at Alejandro, which also hurts because, at some point in time, I was convinced that maybe, just maybe, I loved him. I'm mad at Ramona, though she's far away and without weakness. And I'm mad at Garrett, even though he's far away and without weakness, too.