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Gold Digger

I was at Starbucks with my girlfriend, Tara. The blond girl was always talking about herself and dressing like a s***. I hated her. We ate peacefully and when we stood up to leave, Garth slapped her ass and whispered something to her. The worts is that I'm sure that you'll believe me if I tell you that she started to flirt with him in front of my face, anybody would believe me if I told them. In all honesty, it wasn't something really surprising from her, Tara always did that and that's one of the many other reasons I hated her. I tried to break up with her but she was to dump to understand, that girl was stupid.

I rolled my green eyes and we left. The b***** and me walked to a jewelry store. Tara started to run around the store for the perfect necklace and also the most expensive one. And there was another reason for me to dump her, she was and is a gold digger.

While my almost naked girlfriend looked at the jewelry, I stood next to the cash desk. "I hate that girl" I heard a female voice giggle at me so I looked at the cashier and saw the most pretty girl I've ever seen. It was a girl that looked around my age. She had black and purple hair, shiny blue eyes and her skin was extremely pale. I grinned at the girl. "I'm Gar" I extended my hand and she shook it happily.

"Rachel" She chuckled silently again. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.

"Well, Rachel, can I ask you a favor ?" She nodded at me. "I don't know how to break up with that crazy. Every time I tell her that's over, she doesn't get it" Rachel laughed at how stupid Tara was.

Rach had a magnificent smile on her pale face. "That gurl's a complete gold digger. You better not like her... Oh and yes, I would love to help you with that" I grinned again. 'How could I make sure that Tara leave me alone?' I thought for a minute and made a devilish smirk when I found out what to do.

Markov came back to me with 14 jewelry that certainly costed at least 7000$. "I got all I need Booboo, now buy me everything. Anyway I don't know why wouldn't, you love me and I'm sexy" I rolled my eyes and the cashier, Rachel, stared at my "girlfriend" with obvious disgust on her face.

"If by love you mean hate" I started.

"And by sexy you mean prostitute, then yes" Rae continued. We glanced at each other and finished the sentence together. "Yes you are"

Tara was so f****** angry but, of course, I didn't care and nor did Rachel. "Pff, you're just jealous and YOU... you just want to make me angry and sad so that I drink alcohol, get drunk and have sex with you but you are punished Garfiboo, you won't get to make love to me for a whole week" Me and Rachel were really disgusted by her. I never had sex with that b***** and will never have.

I stared at the girl in front of me with hatred in my emerald eyes and then, when nobody was waiting for it at all, I placed my right hand on Rachel's neck and quickly bought her face closer to mine. Our lips touched and I kissed her passionately.

At first her eyes were still wide open but she quickly relaxed and kissed back. Tara left her things fall on the floor and she ran into a stranger's arms. It was an old man with sunglasses and she kissed him. He had a name tag on his shirt, meaning that he worked there. His name seemed to be Slade Wilson.

I decided to ignore her and continued to kiss Rachel. Her hands were on my neck, my right hand on her cheek and my left one on her waist. We started to make out but, unfortunately for us, we were stopped by the manager. We ran out of the store after he fired Rach and Slade for kissing customers, something that was totally stupid.

This was how I met my now, still as beautiful, wife. I look at her from the window, she's in our garden with our kids. She's my world. My life makes no sense without her. I love her and I will always do.