Creative Writing: My Dog

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This bitch Octavia is fucking up my mental and I 'm fucking up my relationship. She 's calling and texting me about meeting up with her. I told her ass we don 't have shit to talk about until I get the test results. She was playing too many fucking games for me, I was surprised to see her at the tux shop but as soon as she saw me she started acting petty so I dragged her ass away from everyone and told her to stay the fuck away from me. So imagine how pissed I was when she walks in with her gang of thots at the restaurant where we were eating. Now I was going to ignore her but my brother had to say something and then Redd started asking questions like he works for the channel five news. I was waiting for him to ask more questions when in walks …show more content…

You 're like a brother to me but I won 't watch you hurt her. She 's been through enough bullshit so either fix this shit and do right or leave her the fuck alone.” I couldn 't even say shit I just grabbed my helmet and headed to the resort where my heart was. Usually riding my bike relaxes me and clears my head but not tonight my head was all fucked up. I parked and turned off my bike, I walked into the resort and went up to the woman at the desk. I turned on the charm, “excuse me beautiful my friend, Harmony Kingston checked in a while ago and I 'd like to surprise her, could you please give me access to her room,” she was smiling, “I 'm sorry sir but that’s against our policy. However, I can call her room and ask if it 's ok and with her permission I 'd gladly give you a key,” I leaned over and touched her hand, “I understand pretty lady but if you call her you 'll ruin my surprise. How about this you can walk me up to the room that way if there 's a problem you’ll be able to kick me out.” I knew she was going to take the bait when she looked around to see if anyone was watching her.

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