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Difficult relationship
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Ongoing, First published Jun 01, 2017
Hi I'm Jesse, & here I am... in a dilemma I could've easily avoided... AGAIN. I just couldn't let Lisa leak my secret. So this what I have to do. "This is Lisa.. my girlfriend" I just let out to my Ex. If it was anybody else I wouldn't of cared b it both of these women could ruin my life. It grew silent as the second had gone by. 


"Excuse me?" I finally hear her say. "JUST last week you were saying you love me" she spat at me. And how could i forget something like that. Before I could even react Lisa shouts "Oh your that bitch!" She shoves past me and got all in Beth's face. I tried to warn her to stay back but AGAIN before I could speak Beth's tiny little hands were around Lisa's neck. "Get this psycho off of me" I didn't stop any thing I let whatever was happening happen. Because I honestly could care less about anything but Grace. 

I started to feel bad because Grace was in the middle now. She doesn't look like the type to stay in drama. As for Lisa and Beth.. well you see. I look over at Grace and see her and Darius leaving the store. Her eyes met mine and I couldn't do any thing but smile. She's so gorgeous, her whole set up is new to me. Before I met her I couldn't see my self with anybody but a trouble maker.. but I know now that I need a change so I won't keep running into what I am 




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