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    The lights up stairs, went off. But I didn't really think much of it. All I wanted to do was use the restroom, and cuddle with Rich and talk about this ugly car.

    Vanessa helped me into the house. "Thank you, I can handle it from here!" I said.

    "Are you sure!?" She asked me.

   "Yes." I said trying to hold myself upward.

    "Babe. Rich. Where are you? I'm home! Now we ċan chill! First let me... Let me use the restroom." I said as I closed the front door.

    When I was finish, I went up stairs to my room.

    (Have you ever watched the movies...with the clothes all over the floor? Well yeah!)

  "Rich!? Are you here?... Be for real dude I ain't playing." I shouted but I got no response.
  
    As I walked deeper into my room. There was this ugly, Lil ratchet, burnt looking girl on my bed with My Man, Rich.

   "Tell ʍɛ wtf I'm looking at. Is that another girl in my bed?" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

    I felt stupid. I was dumbfounded, I didn't know if I should beat her up, or just hurt Rich. Everything was getting bad for me. I felt anger rise up my throat... Just to figure out I had to throw up. And everything went blank from there.

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