Lust N' Hate

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A new story just for LookImaFruitFly and Ihateyou017

Enjoy!

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I woke up to my blaring alarm and reluctantly hit snooze. My arm flung out to my side, where my girlfriend China should be. The spot beside me was cold and empty. She's always fucking doing this. Hell I don't even know why I'm still with her ass. Out of all my girlfriends, I have treated  her the best but, she really out here making me look clown as fuck. She probably out with some other stud that doesn't even give a fuck about her. I'm tired of this shit. I always come so close to breaking up with her but she sucks me back in. When she's away I can call her all types of hoes and bitches but, I always fall for her when she comes back. It's 9am on a Wednesday. There is no reason why she shouldn't  be at home in the fucking bed. She doesn't even work, I take care of her.

My blood started to boil thinking about how dirty she does me. I got up and called her phone on the way into the bathroom.

Voicemail.

I called again.

Voicemail.

"China, I'm not doing this shit with you anymore. I let you go out for drinks with your friends at 11 last night. Why the fuck aren't you home? You know what? I don't even want to know. Just come get your shit. It's over, I'm not putting myself through this anymore! I tried to give you the world but apparently you don't want that from me. So like I said. Come get your shit, I'm done."

I hung up and slammed my phone back down on the bathroom counter.

CRACK!

"FUCK."

I picked up my phone and a cracked screen stared back at me. Great. Today is clearly going to be full of shit. I went to turn on the shower and no water flowed.

"SHIT!"

I forgot, I didn't pay the water bill because China wanted to dye her new lace front wig lime green. That shit was expensive as fuck. Damn this is fucked up. I turned on the tv while getting dressed for work. They were reading off lottery numbers. I bought a ticket last week but I didn't even bother to find it. Good things don't happen to me. I looked at myself in the mirror. I guess Walmart isn't the worst job you can have. I adjusted my navy vest .

"And the numbers are 22 7 12 1 4 3"

I stopped dead in my tracks. I sprinted back into my bed room and pressed the rewind button on the remote. A white lady with a fake tan and huge white smile stood on my screen. I paused it and tore my room apart looking for the lottery ticket. I found it under my bed beside all my gum wrappers, China's cinnamon candy wrappers and an empty can of Pringles. I held the ticket tight  in my hand as I pressed play on the tv.

"An the numbers are 22 7 12 1 4 3"

I gasped.

"22 7 12 1 4 3"

The numbers stared back at me on the worn piece of paper.

"I won" I whispered in disbelief.

"I won! I WON!!"

I started flossing.

"Ayeeeeeee"

I danced all over the room for about an hour.

"I WON! I MUTHAFUCKING WON MUTHAFUCKER!!!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs. Then I collapsed on the bed out of breath.