🍒I Found Her🍒

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                       Destruction

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Destruction

I've been searching for Cherrys ass for fucking weeks now and it has put my ass in a very dark damper pissed off mood.

I have everyone of my damn hired  lackeys out searching everywhere for her ass.

Unfortunately, not a damn one of them have been able to locate her in this ridiculous dinky ass town.

There can't be too many damn places for her to hide around here, it's just far too small to play keep away from me and that's what keeps riling up my ass. I should've been able to find her by now already.

Day in and day out I have been cruising around in this damn fucked up town on my Harley just trying desperately to find her somewhere but I guess my luck has unfortunately run the hell out.

I hate to be the one to admit it but I unintentionally did this to myself.

If I had only shown her how I truly felt about her maybe then she wouldn't have run the hell away from all of us like she fucking did.

I mistakenly heard everything she said about me that night that she was letting lose on her spirit friend Butter and when I heard her doubt my own feelings toward her it was like someone stuck a damn knife right into my gut and gladly twisted it.

She thinks that I love Juanita more than I could ever love her. Although, I do care about her a lot she isn't too far off on the marker with her apparent assumptions about me.

I do love Juanita with all of my damn heart but unfortunately she is no longer here with me.

Cherry is my mate, I know that one day I may actually be able to love her even more than I ever have with Juanita but right now I can't argue the point with her about her disclosing my actual feelings toward her.

But I do fucking miss her ass like crazy. It's like there's a deep winding hole in my heart that seems so damn hollow whenever she's not around me.

I don't know if that qualifies as even being close to loving someone but all that I do actually know is that I can't go on without her being right here beside me like she should be and not having her with me right now is fucking killing my ass.

Exiting the local coffee shop with my black coffee placed roughly in my hand, I scramble back onto the seat my bike blowing on the tip of my styrofoam cup as I contemplate my upcoming future with Cherry. That is, if I can ever find her ass.

I wanted so desperately to make her my queen, isn't that proof enough that I'm in this for the long run? I'm not the type of guy who is a fly by night, love them and leave them, type of a guy. I'm the type of man, who when I do find someone that I want to spend the rest of my life with, I will clearly stick by my woman through fucking thick and thin.

Why couldn't Cherry just see that distinct part of me? Why did she just see what she wanted to see?

I can understand why she chose to leave the others with the exception of Brax that is. They have all treated her, in someway or the other, just like a piece of useless garbage that they can just use upand toss away at their own petty convenience.

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