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ᴍɪʀᴀᴄʟᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴛs ᴀs ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴍɪʟɪᴀɴ

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ᴍɪʀᴀᴄʟᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴛs ᴀs ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴍɪʟɪᴀɴ

ᴍɪʀᴀᴄʟᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴛs ᴀs ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴍɪʟɪᴀɴ

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ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴍɪʟɪᴀɴ

Never in a million years did I thought that I'll make a man get me out of character, but when you walk in on your partner of two years cheating on you with your life long friend all bets are off the table.

Not only did they disrespect me by cheating behind my back, but they had the audacity to leave plates and empty wine glasses in my living room. They had the audacity to eat the leftover food I cooked and saved for my grandmother. They felt extra bold to trail their clothes up to my room and fuck in the bed that I lay my head to rest at night.

I took Tameka in when she was down on her feet. I found her a job, I allowed her to stay here rent-free, and even let her use my second car to get around. I've been financially covering both their asses for the past seven months and they do this? Yeah, fuck keeping my cool. I'm knocking both their head off, and I'm starting with the dude I once called my "boyfriend."

"Yuh, bring that stinkin' nyam' head gyal inna' my house and fuck her inna my bed! I weh' yuh tek' mi fah?" I said hitting him the vodka bottle.

"Angel stop—fuck!" Andrew said trying to cover himself with the blanket.

My main goal was to break the bottle on his back, but after throwing blows after blows it still didn't break.

( A/N: I got that from a true story. My mom did it 😌)

"And you. Yuh dutty stinkin renkin pissy draws bitch. Yuh smile inna mi face and guh fuck mi man." I said tossing the bottle and walking up to her.

The bottle shattered into a million and the shards spread across the ground. Tameka tried to throw her set up, but I pushed her back, and before she could fall I grabbed her hair and pulled her forward.

Her head collided right into my stomach, but I was too upset to even feel the pain. I let out an angry scream as I sent down blows after blows. Soon the screams started to die down and were turned into cries.

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