Okay wow SCREWED! today has to be the most whack day of my life ever. I just woke up from an all day nap after this and still feel like shit. Heres what happened.
I’m 29, and the fiance’ is 23.
I went over to my fiance’s house earlier this afternoon you know, going to hangout for a bit, get laid and my whole life like flips upside down.
There’s this really douchebag guy that she used to talk alot with that I hated, and his car was parked in her driveway when i pulled up, so I’m like, okay… what the hell?
I don’t bother knocking or ringing the doorbell because she always lets me in and I’m good friends with her family. I head up the stairs and go towards her room and slowly creep the door open to surprise her you know like, “hey I’m here!!” but to my own disbelief, her and this faggot are making out on her bed!
I was so furious I sprinted to the bed and decked him in the face as hard as I could about three times, words were exchanged as well as a few more fists and my fiance’ seperated us (he’s lucky for that) and she told me to wait in her room and that she would explain everything as she walked him out.
I was really outraged two minutes later she comes back and she starts pulling stupid excuses, telling me he made a move on her and that she swears she didn’t want to or anything, we get in an argument and she pushed me and then slapped me, so I PUNCHED her in the face.
I really don’t know what the hell I was thinking but she started crying, and she yelled at me to get out so I did. I stormed off all f’n mad, even more mad for what I just did. I got home and went straight to my room and my roomate comes in and asked me why I looked so upset when I came home. I told him what happened, and I started getting choked up.
My freind was really mad at me but really felt bad for me for what had happened, me and this girl been together for 4 years now…
So my freind starts telling me how I dont need her and its going to be ok, then he said “You’re moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air” I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I can say this cab is rare, but I thought ‘Now forget it’ - ‘Yo homes to Bel Air’. I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8, and I yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo homes smell ya later’ I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.