Lady Savages
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Sam I can't help when this feeling comes over me. When it's time, it's time. There's no control when Samantha comes out, and tonight I wasn't trying to put her up. The night was old, sky was navy blue, the moon.... RED. I knew he'd be at the Marriott tonight because Olivia was working, and gave me a heads up when he clocked in for the week yesterday! Oh yes and the chick he with was all me too. I warned him that I wasn't the same little girl... Now he must learn. Olivia My heart beat grew, my love died. How dare this mutha fucker still get in my bed knowing he just left that bitch! He sat down on the bed and start laughing... At this point I knew David never gave a fuck about me. "Do she fuck you... better?" I asked "Ahh here you go with that crazy shit. If this the type of stuff you gone be on tonight I'm just going to leave!" he threaten me. David officially had me fucked up and apparently he forgot about my life before him. "Don't lie to me, You really think I'm that stupid!" I screamed. David got up and started reaching for his pants. "This is the last fucking time" I cried "WHAT?" he asked turning towards me. "BITCH THIS IS THE LAST TIME.." I Screamed now with something real pretty aiming at his dome, He frozed. I smiled spread across my beautiful angelic face when I notice the nigga wet his boxers. "Last time Mutha..." I pulled the.... Sophia Here she go again. The woman act like she just can't get enough. As soon as I seen her walking my way I turned to go down stairs to the bar. After her not showing up to my graduation, then her messing up the dinner, I was officially done with my mother. Maybe she's just really mad cause I did something with my life. Maybe my own Mother didn't want me to be shit. My father blasted my favorite old school jams, Mint Conditions - Pretty Brown Eyes. I took two shots of patron, then danced a two step. My mother walk outside quietly.. Three Minutes later we heard screeching halting sounds. Fuck. What now.
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A few snippets so far: I felt naked in front of him. He's stripped me bare, pulled back my flesh, cracked open my rib cage to literally have my heart in his hands. He has the power to finish me off with one forceful squeeze or help hold all the pieces together while I work on mending and healing it. **** I take this time to breathe in the stale peacefulness of the room and wait for my body to properly wake up to get started with another day. My thoughts are soon abruptly stopped when I hear heavy breathing next to me, then I can feel the rise and fall of someone's chest and the heaviness of something wrapped around my torso. The imaginary glue in my eyes disappears as they open in a flash. To my utter disbelief and confusion, I find Harry sleeping...in my bed...with me. What, when how...what in the world is happening?! My internal panic worsens when I realize if he's here he saw the broken glass and blood in the room. FUCKING HELL! "Don't freak out, don't freak out," I talk out loud to myself but it's not fucking working. **** Last fucking chance to tell me I'm wrong and you're not hoeing around then sleep in my bed!" I say as harshly as I can. She doesn't say anything, doesn't even bat an eye at what I said. I pick up her phone on my nightstand and throw it at the closed door and watch her body tense up in anger. Her fists are white from how tightly she is clamping her fingers in her palm and her jaw is clenched. "You said it yourself, we're just friends. Friends don't act jealous like this," she quietly speaks. "I am not jealous; I couldn't give a fuck less. Have nothing to be jealous of." She takes a step back like I hit her, I can see her shattering right in front of me. "You know your way out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now," she walks over to grab her phone that bounced off the wall and walks out, she stops before she closes the door all the way.

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