Love?
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"Happy five years anniversary" he said,slugging on his words .Drunk as hell he was . Too much hatred she felt for him. She hated him with passion. All those five years since her highschool years all he ever wanted was her body. Although he was married,she was already fed up with his 'undying' love for her....atleast he claimed he did. "Come on Dave" she retorted back. She got up the bed to leave,he pushed her ass back in it " we still talking bitch,you and I ain't finished" with a strong force she landed on the bed.He was too strong and despite the fact that he was drunk, with her petite body,there was no way she could wrestle her way out; not unless he was satisfied and willing to let her go. "I love you Marcia. I know you don't believe me but its been five years....five fuckin years' She was tired of hearing that same statement everyday. Yes she had promised him her v-card but it was all nothing but mere lies just to get away from him..and it surely worked. Now they live in the same house...in his house and there was no way she was going to avoid him again for long .
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As I lay in my hospital bed I voiced out my decision to my mate regardless of the fact that both of us would be hurting. "I've had to deal with you not caring for 5 good years Brent and I'm done. Here's your ring and when I've recovered I'll come and get my things." "No you can't leave! You're my mate." He argued back "Brent I am done fighting for you and for this relationship and getting hurt okay. I am done." I stated to him and turned back to rest my heard on my friends shoulder. One day my Grandmother fell in love with my grandfather. It wasn't all pretty and happy as I expected. No there were downfalls in their love and moments when they wished they'd never met each other. But the real test was believing that no matter how bad the situation got they would come back together. Or is that just fairy-tale?

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