The Unknown Story

That pretty liar.

I was driving home and in the parking lot of our favorite restaurant she was leaning up against my twin brother and they hugged and kissed alone.

My heart just stopped and sweat started pouring out,
I couldn't believe it. I started to scream and shout.
Should I let it just go on or do I make a big scene right now?
So, I pulled over and I got out and I pulled him out of her cheatin' arms.
I put him up against his truck real hard.
She had a look at me with "holy shit" written in her eyes. With that perfume I bought her, she smelled bittersweet and I hated that she looked good cheating on me.
Even when the tears rolled down on her pretty face, but she was the one who wrote trouble in our wonderful book. And every line spoke about how she would cheat on me.

You know that feeling when everything you think is true, but then turns around and sinks in you like it's venom.
I could have drove on and not care and I didn't have to start a fight. But on second thought I figured, It feels better when you do it right.

I punched him as hard as I could, I had no hard feelings for it. He begged me to stop hitting him and the cheater tried to calm me down, but I didn't stop. She got a hold of me and I stared in her puffy wet eyes, her eyes said "please forgive me, I really didn't mean it." I pushed her off and wiped my hands from the dirty bastards blood. I started to walk away, but then out of no where I felt a arm pull me back.