The Good Girl Stole The Bad Boys boxing gloves

"No means no Mireya, Now get the fuck out" I say sitting up in mt bed to see that she has started to cry. I can't deal with this my head is killing me. Will she get that I don't want to be with her crazy ass anymore. "Griffy, we need to take a break" she says wiping her smudged make-up. This bitch. "Mireya I broke up with you months ago and last night doesn't mean jack, It was only because I was smashed" I say rubbing a hand down my face. Finally giving up on her leaving on her own I put on sweats and usher her out of my room and down the stairs. She stumbles along in one of my shirts and has her heels and dress in hand. I gently give her a shove out of my house "You can keep the shirt" I yell through the door.

I don't think I have properly introduced myself. The name is Griffin Jacobs. And I bet you already have your thoughts about me. That I'm some rich egotistical player that gets all the girls. Your right about all of the other things minus the player part. If you want to get technical I'm not a player or womanizer. A player is a man who is skilled at manipulating others, and is especially good at seducing women by pretending to care about them and in the end all they want is sex. I'm very straight-forward with what I want and the ladies that I do "hang out with" know exactly what they are getting into so it's not like I'm tricking or violating them, when in all reality they are setting themselves up for failure. Onto womanizing it's the same thing but that's when you cheat on them. I don't believe in cheating so when you've got me, you have my full attention.

If your able to to keep it.

Typically the bad boy steals something from the good girl then several mishaps later.. Bam happily ever after, this is a tad different the Good girl has never felt so bad, and the bad boy has never felt so good.

But is bad really all that bad? And is good all that good?