Florence
Paris, France.
Heaven help my heart. Please. I beg of you. Make it go away. It being Freddie and his bitchy bleach blonde girlfriend. It's not my fault he kissed me, but she sure as hell is acting like it is. I didn't want him to kiss me, hence the reason I pushed him off and slapped him. Unless she finds slaps a form of love.
"Well, I'm sorry you date an unfaithful person." I said annoyed. She just stares at me. I feel threatened now. No, I really do. I think she could probably hurt me. She seems like she could.
Freddie takes her to the side and says "Angela… I'm sorry, but I don't think we should be together. You can find someone better." I have to admire Freddie's skill of looking and sounding innocent after just kissing some girl that is not his girlfriend. Angela slaps him and walks off. I think Freddie is tried of being slapped today.
It's nice and awkward to see him. Mainly it's awkward. It think that someone should create a product called "Awkwardness-be-gone". It would be a great seller.
"Sooo…" Freddie says. Now we both feel awkward. Great. He hugs me. He really must be in the loving mood. WOAH! HIS HAND IS WAY TOO LOW! WAY TOO LOW. I quickly break apart from the hug.
"So, Freddie how has it been?" I asked. Maybe that will make things less uncomfortable.
Freddie
I smile and look over her body. Her hot, sexy, nice body. I know that she knows what I'm doing. And I know that she probably hates it.
"Things are good." I say. Well, might as well ask her. Anatoly isn't here to ruin my life. "Florence, I still like you and I really want to get back together. I've changed! I promise!"yeah, she isn't buying it. "Um…I'm not really dating right now." she answered. I swear her voice makes me so fuzzy and tingley inside.
"Please. I have changed." I say in hopes. I know she is going to say no, because she looks nervous. I don't want to hear her reject me again, so I say "Um. I have to go. See you later." And then I run off. Smooth, Trumper, smooth.
I smash into some guy as I run. I just keep plowing 'em down, ey? I fall down too. Okay now it's time for a round of 'blame the other guy'.
"Hey, buddy, watch where you're going!" I mumbled. I look up at the guy and holy shit
It's him.
Anatoly
Holy shit. It's him.
I never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever never thought that I would see Freddie Trumper again.
This is going to be a fun match. I'm smarter then the average bear, so if I place all the clues together, then it's fairly obvious that I am going to play chess against him.
"ARE YOU HERE WITH FLORENCE!?!?" he screams. Nice entrance. Is he saying that to rub it in my face that. WAIT, FLORENCE IS HERE!? Oh god, I'm so happy and unhappy that I could throw up. I'm happy, because its her. And I still love her so much. I'm unhappy, because what if she hates me, or moved on, or is dating someone else? Also I promised my wife I wouldn't cheat.
Someone is out to get me.
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