You watch Valeria, laugh and smile with another man as a sensation of burning fire fueled you. You were suppose to be that someone to make her smile.

“She likes a boy.. she likes a boy, she likes a boy.” You repeated to yourself, mumbling under ur breath as you huffed in envy.

“And i’m not a boy, i’m not a boy, i’m not a boy, im not a-“ Your eyes widen, that man is getting too damn close to her..