One Shot Series 3

Demi Dumps Justin

Justin,

Remember how I said that at the end of the month I was going to make a lot of money? Well good news my ship came in. Now, I know you were a little apprehensive about it because I wouldn't tell you exactly how I was making the money. Well, let me put those fears aside. It wasn't drugs. It wasn't anything illegal or immoral in anyway. It was a bet I won by dating you for half a year.

You're probably getting mad right now or think this is a dumb, cruel joke; but it's not, and you don't need to get angry. In fact we can both enjoy a good laugh if we just take a step back and think about our relationship objectively for a moment. I'm sure after realizing how illogical the two of us being together without one of us doing it to win something is, you will see the humour and intelligence in me taking such a bet and pretending to be with you all this time.

First off, I mean, me honestly dating you? You're a great guy and all, but, come on. I don't want to get into a game of who-can-do-better-than-whom, let's just leave it at that and enjoy a good laugh at how implausible us being together without one of us trying to win a bet is. And second, it's a lot of money. Granted, no one would've fake dated you for chump change, but I made a pretty penny considering that even.

Sure, it wasn't as easy as I thought it was going to be. I mean with the all the yak yak yak, and the being seen in public and the massaging and the well, other stuff I had to do to keep the charade up. I really earned it this last 6 months.

Being with you was really not that horrible. It was even tolerable at times, and I thank you for that. I would like to say "we can still be friends" but that wasn't part of the wager. You understand.

Thanks for everything,

Demi

P.S. Give my regards to the next woman you decide to suck the life out of.