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Sick Fantasy

Roses are red, so is blood. To what is more dangerous than hatred would be love. A clear sky with no cloud in sight, could turn into a raging hell storm over night. But why the obsession, why the storm? Read right now to learn more...

Sora_Gemini · Adolescente
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13 Chs

Chapter 6: Trapped

No matter how much I struggled, Angelo did not budge. I was scared again, I knew shouldn't have showed empathy to a killer. He literally killed his ex for cheating on him.

"Sage~" Angelo said as he began to rubbed his face against my neck.

No! No! No! Don't you dare say it!

"Would you date me?" Angelo said while he revealed to me his devilish smirk.

FU*KING SH*T!!!!

"No." I bluntly said.

"Pretty please~" Angelo said with his honey sweet voice.

"No Angelo. The only reason I'm sitting with you right now is because I felt bad for you, nothing more."

This might seem harsh but at least he'll get the point.

"Oh! I'm fully aware of that."

You little SH*T!

"Than why did you asked me in the first place?"

"Because you have recently caught my interest."

"Huh?"

FU*K OFF! I RATHER KISS DIRTY THAN DATE SOMEONE LIKE YOU!

"You're joking, right?" I stuttered, urging myself to NOT punch Angelo in the face.

"No, I'm dead serious. I truly grown a liking to you. Sage~" He whispered into my ear.

I was one second away from brutally beating Angelo, but he suddenly let go. It was relieving, but I was still concerned.

"But there's need to rush, let's get to know each other first. After all were still practically strangers to one another."

Angelo then grabbed his chopsticks and attempted to eat his pork ramen. I tried not to laugh, but it seemed Angelo heard my titter.

Angelo sighed. "It's first time I've been to a place like this. So bare with me, will you?"

"Do you need some help?" I covered my mouth as I tried to hide my obvious smirk.

"If you're willing, I would appreciate your assistance." Angelo said in a defeated voice.

I chuckled a little before I held Angelo's hands and help him adjust to the chopsticks. I stared at Angelo with a red face.

I wanted to laugh so badly, I never thought a killer being flustered because he can't properly hold chopsticks would be so cute.

Wait...

FU*K NO! WHAT AM I EVEN THINKING?! HAVE GONE INSANE?! HE'S A KILLER FOR FU*KING SAKE!

"Am I doing it right?" Angelo stuttered, as he continued stumble his fingers over the chopsticks.

Well FU*K!