FATE

Haunted by My Past

Dream

I looked up to see my ex Dave, looking as if he was glaring through my soul.
"Get your damn hands off of me," I screamed at him. Instead of letting me go, he tightened his grip on my arm and pulled me closer.

"You killed my damn baby, relocated to a different state, changed your number and out here stripping, and you TELLING ME TO GET MY HANDS OFF YOU!!?" "Your hoe ass should be use to different men touching you anyway.

Who would have thought that I would find your ass in Georgia? That's a long way from New York bitch!" He said as he yanked me up, both hands now on my throat.

I couldn't even let out a scream. Of course his loud screaming got everyone's attention including Big Rob. Before I knew it Big Rob was making his way over to rescue me.

Dave let go of my throat and pushed me down. "You ain't shit but a weak ass, dollar making hoe," "I know the real you, and I swear I'm gone make sure everyone knows about your past, dumb hoe," "And by the way, I'm glad I cheated on your worthless ass." He said as the other security escorted him away from me.

I was humiliated, I couldn't even say anything when Big Rob was helping me up. My soft yellow skin was all scratched up with hand prints on my neck. Tears silently fell from my face.

I grabbed my stuff, and walked swiftly to my car. I quickly drove to my gated community in Buckhead Atlanta. When I was parked safely in my garage, I sat there and just cried my heart out. Just when I thought life was getting better, a terrible piece of my past reminds me of who I was.

I finally got out the car, locked it and unlocked the door to my condo. I removed my uggs, and put the code on my Alarm system. I carried my clothes bag to my Vanity room, and walked in my bedroom. I sat my Gucci bag on the chair in the corner of my room, and decided to run me a bubble bath. I lit my candles, poured my bubble bath solution, baby oil, and my lavender bath ball in the tub.

I put my hair in a ponytail, and put my facial mask on. I grabbed me a bottle of wine, and rolled me a joint. I removed my clothes, turned Pandora on and got in my tub. I turned the jets on, and sparked my blunt. I relaxed and laid my head back. What a fucking day.