PLAY LOTTO, bitch. Don't play ME!
"The Other One" and I are done. D.O.N.E-done.
This is some shit--
Friday evening, 'The Other' calls. He wants to know what I am doing, and if I have plans to go out.
I tell him no and that I dont really want any company so in true 'Other' form he decides to come hang out.
I had a long, busy week. I was really not up for any company. I was tired and cranky and not feeling all that great. He knew this, but decided to try his luck anyway. Big Mistake.
There are 2 times when fucking with me are not a good choice. The first, being when I am in the middle of a crisis..(LOL!) the second, when I don't feel well. But that is another post for another time.
So, he comes over and decides that it would be a great idea to "smoke" --yes-- as in blaze-- in my motherfuckin bathroom...that shit had me heated. The boy was at his friends house--but I don't give a FUCK. Don't be smokin weed in my motherfuckin crib. I told him about himself QUICK. He almost got put out then. But I'm a sucka sometimes!
The boy comes home and falls asleep. I am laying in bed watching TV..'the other' is also laying in my bed--I guess I fell asleep--because I woke up because I heard voices--a woman voice. I realized quickly that it was one of my girlfriends...she always pops over--almost every night..we talk, smoke and drink coffee. I heard her talking, and I smelled something cooking.
'The Other' is a pretty good cook--he be cooking shit all night sometimes--so I figured that he was in the kitchen cooking something..and he would bring me some when he was done.
It musta been around 10:30 ish.
So. IMAGE MY SURPRISE when I open my eyes, and I see my girlfriend laying down next to me, and 'other one' giving her a massage. As in back rub. As in he was fucking touching her.
While I was right.the.fuck.there.--sleeping.
Imagine me sitting up in bed and looking at them like they were fucking crazy. Or better yet, imagine me looking at them like I was crazy.
My girlfriend immediately started to flip the script. "Why are you touching me?" She yells
"Don't touch me, ---you know I don't like to be touched..." Yeah.right.
She has been telling us this bullshit line for years..she does not like to be touched. She says it every day. But apparenly that is not the case. Clearly, she likes to be touched..by someone that is fucking one of her friends.
I just looked at them both. LOL! I don't know why I didn't flip the fuck out. Something in me just wouldn't let me. I think it's because I knew at that moment, that I was done with both of them. I had no words for either of them. I laid back down and said nothing. Sometimes I think that is more effective than acting a fool.
She left shortly after that, and this other motherfucker decides he is gonna get undressed and get in bed with me. I turn my back to him and he touches my arm.
"Don't fucking touch me" I snarl at him.
Has this bitch lost his mind?
Okay. And he comes out of his mouth that I am "jealous".
That's your theory, motherfucker? That I am jealous? okay.
Now, this takes me back to what I have been telling this fucker for the last few months.
That this girl has fucking issues. That she thinks (apparently with good reason) that 'the other' wants to get with her. Although I don't believe that this is (was) true, she is one of those bitches that will test a sista. Don't fucking test me bitch.
And not only that, that motherfucker and cruddy bitch cooked STEAKS out of my freezer.
Fuckers.
2 Comments:
That's too funny, I could just imagine your friend trying to act all innocent..lol
You have some shady ass friends Bren!
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