She gasped in horror and ran away. I was pleased at my actions, I was amused by myself. I walked to my car and drove off home.
When I opened the door the homeless man, he ran to my feet like a puppy! It was disgusting! I kicked him off my feet and spit once again. He gave me a confused look.
I walked to my room and shut the door and locked it. I thought, and thought. I needed something.... I needed a man.
A man who would show me affection. A man who would treat me right not just like some chick that's always asking for money. I was confused! I was sexy, I was rich, I was educated I was a Queen! I threw lamp at my tv and crashed to floor in anger.
I heard a knock at the door. Figuring it was the dog I didn't answer then, I heard another aggressive knock. I said " who is it?" They replied " it's the police ma'am open it." I got up gradually and looked I the mirror of my bathroom in my room. My makeup was smeared and my tears were visible.
I wiped them and then opened the door. The police I had met earlier was standing at my door with a confused face. I told him " let's discuss this in the living room."
He walked over to couch, sat down and sighed. I could tell by his body movement he was frustrated already even though the robbery had happened last night.
He said that there's only 3 suspects, I was shocked because I only knew about 1 lady. The lady in the floral dress, who left the store abruptly.
The police officer seemed as if this was the hardest case he had ever had but I knew it was just an act, he was acting stressed just to make it seem like it was that serious.
I gave him a aggravated look and I told him to let himself out. I wanted him out! He was dumbfounded I told him to get out and he was still trying to talk.
I was telling him to call me later and to just get out of my house! I wanted him to pack his stuff and go away. He kept saying " you don't understand! You don't understand!" I kept pushing him away.
He said " you don't understand the suspect in that footage is extremely dangerous we ran her to the precinct just a few months ago she's affiliated in a gang and is armed, and we think she may be back to hurt you."

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A Living Fancy
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