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Chapter 8.5: The Kiss
AUGUST
I was more than bewildered to find Ambrose and his group waiting for me right at the moment that I was least expecting them. I may have relied upon and became too complacent about the protection that I’m getting from hanging out with Rachel. They were all blocking my path towards Rachel’s car and I can see Rachel, Victoria, and Nicole behind them. Just like me, the three of them looked like they’re shocked and bewildered about what’s going on. I am dumbfounded in every single way. I didn’t have the time to process all these things up and it looks like I’m going to die in the next few hours. My heart jumps out into panic mode.
“W-what’s going on?” I tried speaking up but my voice is already cracking up in total distress.
“What’s going on?” Phil tried repeating my query. “I think you know what’s going on.”
“No, I d
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Dancing in his Storm Chapter 9.1: Torn & Conflicted
AMBROSEHaving to watch August eat dinner with his mom and dad made me feel like a piece of shit in every single way that I had never expected. I don’t quite remember how it feels like to sit down in front of your mom and dad as they shove a spoonful of edible into their mouth and talk about small things. It would’ve been nice to hear them ask things about your daily life. The shed of tear I had was because I have never felt so alone in my life. I walked away from the window after realizing that I couldn’t watch this scene anymore. This is the first time that I cried in how many years, and it felt awful that it had to be here and the reason had to be August. I am starting to reap a lot of different emotions. Loneliness is quite a generic feeling that I clearly recognize, but this one’s quite unique, and the hue of sadness felt rather foreign in a strange way. I know how sadness feels, but this one makes me f
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 9.2: Torn & Conflicted
AMBROSE“That doesn’t seem right.” The words echoed inside my head, but I couldn’t let them out of my mouth. It seems like there’s a lump in my throat that wouldn’t let me spit out the words. I tried to find the strength to tell Phil that this wasn’t a good idea, but I didn’t want to seem weak and hypocritical.Phil began to swing the bat into the air as if he was trying to swing it at someone and that someone was August. Marlon seems to be with Phil. I was the one who had been fantasizing horrible things to do to August, but now it feels utterly cruel to see and hear it come out of Phil. Phil seemed like he was itching to smash that baseball onto someone’s torso. I don’t have any qualms about the fact that he’s got my back, but I feel like this isn’t his shit. This is my shit, and I should be the one planning my own battle.
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 9.3: Torn & Conflicted
AMBROSE“W-what’s going on?” August appeared to be astonished by the sudden appearance of our boys. He’s probably excited about joining in with Rachel’s group, hoping to have another fun night, but that’s not going to happen. And quite frankly, I don’t think it’s going to happen ever again.I stood right in the middle, along with the boys who had gathered up everything they could use as a weapon; we blocked his pathway. Marlon was holding Phil’s baseball, and he was playing with it. I honestly don’t quite remember telling Phil to tell these boys to bring some sorts of weapons. I’m a bit surprised, but it is somehow helping.“What’s going on?” Phil uttered, mocking the way August said it. I didn’t tell him to do any of this or any of the things he’s doing, and he will be doing, but I don’t g
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 9.4: Torn & Conflicted
AMBROSEAugust quickly got into his fighting stance, and even though I didn't need to do any of that, I felt like I just had to play this early round and make August feel the need to be alert. I went on my fighting stance as well, but I didn't waste time. I was already inching my way to deal a punch, and he was lucky enough to have dodged it. After that snappy dodge from him, I was quick to change course; I managed to land my fist on his chest. It was a weaker punch because I didn't have enough time to gather up some strength, and August looked fine after it. He jumped a distance away from me, and we ended up roaming around in a circle for about a minute. I may have underestimated this guy, so I decided to mirror his moves and waited for the right opening. I kept my eyes locked on his arms and fist for a while.August was about to send a punch, but I saw right through it and dodged it perfectly before eventuall
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 10.1: The Aftermath
AUGUSTI was covered in sticky mud, and my uniform started to feel even tighter and tighter as I tried to find my way out of the forest. I was running a bit scared that I might end up getting lost in the middle of this foreign forest. My mind is already lost in this cyclone of confusion, and I guess that’s one of the reasons why I’m going in panic mode. Ambrose went the other way. I’m pretty certain that he knows where he’s heading to but what about me? I am new here.The sky continued coughing rumbles, and the rain didn’t seem to show any signs of stopping. I took off my suit and used it to cover my head from the rain. Thankfully this isn’t a very dense forest that I can clearly see where I am heading to. I instantly recognized this one giant boulder that we passed by earlier, which meant I was taking the right path. I followed the trail, and after walking for about twenty m
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 10.2: The Aftermath
AUGUSTThe night carried on with me, unable to keep Ambrose out of my head. I tried to convince myself that it was just a casual kiss and there was nothing more to it. I kept on telling myself that Ambrose just got carried away by the moment and that he didn't mean to do what he did. I even said to myself that he hated me the most and that he'd continue making my life a living hell. But then there's also this small part of me hoping there's something from that kiss. It was instead a tiny seed of delusion considering the fact that I haven't seen any signs of Ambrose possibly liking a guy. I even remembered him bullying Jessie, and that alone gave me the notion that he might be homophobic.I brought my wet uniform to the laundry and thought this might distract me from thinking about Ambrose. I don't know how much this uniform costs. I'm sure it's a bit expensive because of the material that it's made of, but even
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 10.3: The Aftermath
AMBROSEI became very much aware of what I just did, and the gloomy feeling of horror and confusion dawned upon me. Maybe I can call myself lucky that no one witnessed me kissing August. And it wasn’t just a kiss. It was a French kiss involving the tongue and basically the whole mouth. I didn’t know what to do right after I was pulled towards reality, and I’m pretty much sure August is confused too. I got scared that I just had to run away.The skies continued with the heavy downpour as I kept on running. I’ve been living here in Mary Heights for the past seventeen years of my existence, and I’m very much familiar with these parts of the woods. There are times that I spend my weekends just walking around the woods and accidentally discovering hidden sceneries such as small caves, abandoned cabins and animal nests. It became a hobby of mine since I don’t have many friends that
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 11.1: This Thing Called Tension
AUGUSTI’m not even surprised about the fact that I am having a fever today. Yesterday was definitely a rough and muddy experience that I would probably remember for the rest of my life. It is more of a rollercoaster ride if I’m going to try and describe it. The day wasn’t that much exciting just like how when the ride starts at a slower pace without the thrill until it eventually reaches the first slope and that’s when everything starts to become exciting and horrifying at the same time. The first slope was when Ambrose and his friends all cornered me at the parking lot and from there on, it was a bumpy ride.I don’t even know who won that duel but I am leaning towards the fact that it was a draw. Ambrose and I had our fair share of punches rolled. Despite of that, Ambrose was really born to do this angsty and violent stuff. He knew what he was doing and he’s really strong packing some painful punches and his brute force is de
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