traumatized

I been seeing this guy for a while but it’s only behind closed doors since he has a girlfriend and straight. We known each other for about a year now and I really want to take things to the next step but I know he’s not ready to come out not even for me but the dick is just to good to let go plus he’s great to be around, he brings me food, send me money, dick me down when I need, he was even there for me when my brother went to jail for arm robbery. He really would be my ride or die if only he would just say he’s bisexual and like both but of course he’s stubborn when it comes to that.

I was cooking myself dinner around 6 ‘o clock before someone started banging on my door like the police, I open a the door to see some girl, “hey”

“oh, um I think I got the wrong address”

“are you ok”

“yeah, just looking for my boyfriend”

“but it’s pouring raining you should not be out especially without a jacket”

“Yeah I know but”

“Come in”, I pulled her in giving her some dry clothes to change as I told her to wait till the rain stop to go back out.

“So you stay by yourself”

“Yeah”

“do you know my boyfriend”, I wonder why was she so invested on finding him that she would get sick or even kidnapped in this neighborhood for him

“No do you have a pictures”, and once she should be the pictures my heart dropped, I was really helping the girl that dude is literally always at my house,

“I haven’t seen him on my street”, I said being the best actor I could be

“What do you think he’s doing”

“cheating with some bitch”

“Why don’t you leave”

“Oh I am but I wanna beat her and his ass first before I do”, I wanted to laugh so bad cause she wouldn’t win against me

“trust is the foundation of a relationship”

“I thought it was communication”

“Girl I don’t know I’m single”, she laughed as I made her some hot coco as we sat watching a scary movie for a while before her phone started to blow up with a text being sent to me, “is she there”, he texted me

“yeah but she about to head out”

“Ok good cause I’m tryna come through”

“no wait till tomorrow”

“man come on its been a long day at work, my dick is throbbing”

“she was looking for you in the rain”

“I know”

“Are you crazy stupid, leave her”

“You right”, he said that as I left him on read as I turned around with a gun in my face

“so you’re the one he’s been texting, fucking, sending money too”

“umm”

“you fucking bastard, I knew it”

“Bitch get out my house”

“you let me in, knowing probably who I was”

“girl you don’t know shit”

“You been stealing my dick, my money  and all his time”, I thought to myself she sounded desperate and controlling

“I tracked you, I knew when you opened the door, fucking bastard she said pulling the trigger missing as I tackled her as we fought on the floor as the gun slide away from her as i dragged her throwing her put texting deuce, “she knows, she tried to shot me”

“here I come”, I waited for him shaking as he knocked on the door running in hugging me as I heard yelling as she came behind him hitting him with a steal pipe then running towards me as I grabbed the gun shooting her twice as i dropped the gun, dragging him in to avoid any neighbors coming out but gun shoots are regular around here so they probably won’t call the police. I checked for a pulse on Deuce before lifting him up on the couch, as I was shaking, I called the ambulance and police  waiting for them to come telling them the story as I could see them judging me and him but it wasn’t my fault it was theirs I was just a person who waited dick. They packed her body up as we went back inside my house as they told me don’t clean or touch anything so I packed a bag going to his house, staying the night, we still wasn’t together but now that she’s gone I’m going to make my move even if it is behind close doors.