Whips And Guns

Fuck You!

"Yes! Ohhhhh Yess! Fuck Carter! Yesss  Ahhhhh", I can't believe this, three  fucking years this motherfucker and I spent together. I put up with his bullshit I been there for him when he lost his job I had to take double shifts at the cafe so I could pay the bills and I come home hearing him banging a bitch in our bed. I couldn't stand there anymore so I barged in, " So, what's going on here?" my voice was impassive and my face even held a smirk I was hurt and upset but I wouldn't let this piece of sh*t know I was hurting. Plus, the little sh*t didn't expect me to be home so early and that bitch looked scared shitless, " Lissa!, it's not what-" " Yeah, yeah it's not what I think I can explain, well guess what Carter? Fuck you! I don't wanna fucking hear it! , I'm gonna pack my bag and leave and I'll come back for the rest of my stuff later so you can continue fucking your puttana." I backed out and slammed the door and ran into our- his room and took my to-go duffle bag and stuff my toiletries in there and walked straight into the living room just before I hear heavy footsteps trailing down the stairs I turned around and said, " And Carter, WE'RE OVER!" and I slammed his door and walked off and called my best friend Arabella " Hey Lissa! Wassup bitch?" I licked my lips and frowned as I tasted the saltiness of the tears on my lips I sobbed, "Can I crash at your place for a while Bella?" " Yes! ofc you can, What happen Lissa?" " When I come to your apartment I'll tell you okay?" "Okay be safe, but you better spill when you reach here!"  I smiled and hang up. I took the nearest cab to her apartment and I walked in and went into the elevator and press the number floor she's on thinking who the fuck did she fuck to get her apartment so fucking high in this building, these days I start to think her pussy is made up of some diamond or some sh*t. The elevator dinged and it drew me out of my thoughts as I saw my one and only best friend standing at her door with a bottle of vodka in her right hand and a bag of Hot Cheetos under her armpit I internally gagged but put on a fake smile nevertheless cause I know I can't escape her even if I wanted to, " Don't you fucking dare give me that weak fake ass smile get your fat ass inside !" she literally yank me and pushed me inside and she took a swing from her liquor. I threw the bag on the floor and sat in the living room and stretched my arm out and said" If you want me to tell you what happened am gon to need a few drinks or so. " She gladly handed me the bottle of vodka and a I took a swing and started blabbering my problems to Bella

NEXT DAY

I woke up feeling like shit and having a massive headache, fuck that must be the aftermath of all the fucking drinking I did last night but, to my surprise the red-headed bitch I called my best friend isn't beside me I slowly sit up in the sofa and heard pots clanking I knew instantly this bitch is in the kitchen cooking something. I threw the blanket off me and slowly got up and hold my head while walking in the kitchen to see what she's doing. 

I groaned and sat on the stool in the kitchen with my head down and her singing and dancing to Cardi B WAP. " Certified Freak, Seven Days A Week, Wet Ass Pussy Make That Pull Out Game Weak! Yeah! Yeah You Fucking With Some Wet Ass Pussy, Macaroni In The Pot ! " I don't think I cant take this in the early morning especially with the hangover I have after her singing and dancing she finally recognized my presence, " Hey bitch want some blueberry pancakes and eggs?"  I lifted my thumb up as a yes and she laughed and shared out my breakfast and gave me an Advil and some water at the same time. We ate, talked, wash up and I went to go freshen up for the day although it's a Saturday and I have no work that coochie needs to keep clean. I lay in bed for a whole weekend I went to work the following Monday and picked up my clothes on Wednesday afternoon in my lunchtime. Luckily, Carter wasn't there so that was drama-free. I have been staying with Bella ever since I left him I have nowhere else I go but in the meantime am doing a little apartment hunting for myself because I still got some money in my account that I inherited from my dead grandfather plus the money I've been saving for the past 3 years since I left college 2 years ago. I came home from work tired as usual and took off my shoes and walked into my room to see all my clothes scattered all over the place I looked to my right to see the culprit the one and only Arabella DeMount everyone I swear to god I'm gonna fuckin- " Bitch guess what? we're going clubbing tonight and it's non-negotiable so, put this fucking dress on, and wear your  black silhouettes and come on!"   I groaned but I knew it would be worthless trying to change her mind this bitch was more stubborn than I thought when I first met her. I didn't really have the energy to go all out so I just did my hair in a braided ponytail and did light makeup and fetch my mini bag out of the pile of mess Bella made with my clothes and put on some black shades. I looked in the mirror and sighed not quite sure how I feel about this clubbing thing soI walked out into the living room and," Fuck! I swear if I wasn't straight I would bang you right now Lissa! " I laughed at Bella's statement and said thank you while examining her outfit she was wearing a nude bodycon dress with an opening at the side and paired it with some nude heels, a silver clutch, and nude pair of glasses she curled her red her beautifully although she has nice hair I don't know why she even bothers to even use a flat iron when it's already wavy. " Ready to go !?" I laughed and she drag me out of the house with another bottle of vodka in her hands.

Alessia's Outfit⬆⬆⬆

Arabella's Outfit ⬆⬆⬆