So long story short; i've been seeing this girl for a couple of weeks now, and we decided to kick it at my house this weekend, a whole weekend of fukking, eating, drinking and again the cycle....
now here comes monday (today) she is free from her job and she starts work tuesday.... and i said cool you can stay at my place for another day, but me, i have to go to work, so i let her stay alone....now, me i work from 8 to 6 PM with 2 hours break from 12 to 14 PM. I come home at break time i find her there, we talk and shyt, all is good...
now is time for me to leave work; i leave an hour earlier cause i have the flu, i walk through my frontdoor, i find the chairs from my hallway all on the floor, a half smoked joint, the door from the balcony opened with a profound smell of alcohol and weed in the air.....now im thinking wtf, and start running towards my room, only to find this girl knocked out on the floor next to my room, having all sorts of fukking spasms and twisting and shyt.....my heart is racing like a motherfukker, thinking this bytch tried to commit suicide or some shyt and she is dead.....i pick her up, trying to put her on my bed......and miracously she stops having spasms, she starts talking some alien language shyt.... now i calm myself down, not knowing what to do i decided to not call the ambulance and to take her and give her a cold shower
now i put her on my bed, she reeks of fukking alcohol....i find a half bottle of absolut vodka empty....i go through her phone to call one of her closest friends over to help me decide what to do cause she knows hr alot better...some friend she is, she is not coming......this bytch starts to sleep, i'm thinking im good she will sleep her way out of drunkenness....now as i went to her phone i saw 7 rejected calls that she made towards her ex boyfriend i guess because he has him in her contacts as "mon amour" (the girl is french, i am telling you this from france)....now i connected the dots...
now mind you, i'm knowing this girl only for 2-3 weeks and i wasn't weary and she didn't give any vibe that she might still be in love to her ex (i didnt even now she had an ex nor was i interested to know), or that she has that many issues to pull this type of bullshyt....her friend told me her ex is in another country, so i guess thats why he didnt pick up, whatever i really dont give a fukk
and this is the story of my last 2-3 hours, in which i had the CRAZIEST RUSH of adrenaline mixed with fear in my entire life....you might come in and say that 'and you decided to first put this on this forum' but fukk it, i'm still fukking shakin as i'm writing this, and i need to vent the fukk off...
now me, i'm for sure gonna throw her to the bushes, and i really though she was cool, and the sex is fukking great....but fukk her...
shyt i wrote a lot of stuff....
now here comes monday (today) she is free from her job and she starts work tuesday.... and i said cool you can stay at my place for another day, but me, i have to go to work, so i let her stay alone....now, me i work from 8 to 6 PM with 2 hours break from 12 to 14 PM. I come home at break time i find her there, we talk and shyt, all is good...
now is time for me to leave work; i leave an hour earlier cause i have the flu, i walk through my frontdoor, i find the chairs from my hallway all on the floor, a half smoked joint, the door from the balcony opened with a profound smell of alcohol and weed in the air.....now im thinking wtf, and start running towards my room, only to find this girl knocked out on the floor next to my room, having all sorts of fukking spasms and twisting and shyt.....my heart is racing like a motherfukker, thinking this bytch tried to commit suicide or some shyt and she is dead.....i pick her up, trying to put her on my bed......and miracously she stops having spasms, she starts talking some alien language shyt.... now i calm myself down, not knowing what to do i decided to not call the ambulance and to take her and give her a cold shower
now i put her on my bed, she reeks of fukking alcohol....i find a half bottle of absolut vodka empty....i go through her phone to call one of her closest friends over to help me decide what to do cause she knows hr alot better...some friend she is, she is not coming......this bytch starts to sleep, i'm thinking im good she will sleep her way out of drunkenness....now as i went to her phone i saw 7 rejected calls that she made towards her ex boyfriend i guess because he has him in her contacts as "mon amour" (the girl is french, i am telling you this from france)....now i connected the dots...
now mind you, i'm knowing this girl only for 2-3 weeks and i wasn't weary and she didn't give any vibe that she might still be in love to her ex (i didnt even now she had an ex nor was i interested to know), or that she has that many issues to pull this type of bullshyt....her friend told me her ex is in another country, so i guess thats why he didnt pick up, whatever i really dont give a fukk
and this is the story of my last 2-3 hours, in which i had the CRAZIEST RUSH of adrenaline mixed with fear in my entire life....you might come in and say that 'and you decided to first put this on this forum' but fukk it, i'm still fukking shakin as i'm writing this, and i need to vent the fukk off...
now me, i'm for sure gonna throw her to the bushes, and i really though she was cool, and the sex is fukking great....but fukk her...
shyt i wrote a lot of stuff....
