backbreaker
Master Don Juan
I don't even know where to start. Guys, listen and learn. This is why you have to be careful of who you mess around with, and everyone that looks good in pumps and a skirt isn't what's good for ya and why you have to be careful about the plates that you spin.
Okay.. I am, or was seeing 3 women on a somewhat constant basis. I had my fav... but the least fav, it was getting time I needed to cut her off. She is SMOKIN HOT but is SMOKIN CRAZY as well, as you will find out here soon. She is divorced and lives off her ex husbands montly check, which is a nice amount.. she's not hurting to pay bills.
Anyway, she happens to live about 2 blocks away from me (mistake number 1) and she is never busy and has alot of free time (mistake 2) and calls me about 10-15 times a day. It got to the point thursday night where I said you know what... I'm done. I told myself the next day I was going ot end it with her.. the right way, have her over and just tell her i'm done. She's older than me (28), I'm sure she can handle it.
I had someone over my house thursday night that wasn't her. So she leaves in the morning, I get up, do my thing on friday, start packing my bags because my plans were to go out of town Monday, but Sunday (tomorrow) is my Birthday and i had plans, and I was meeting a guy here at the racetrack later that night, so I wasn't going to have time.
so this girl starting at 10am is blowing up my phone and is leaving messages that are cursing me out.. I'm like damn.. what the fvck did I do that I haven't been doing? Well, maybe this saves me a confrentation. Wrong.
she pops up over my house banging at the door at about 2pm. She asks me who was over my house the night before. I ask her how the hell did she know I had someone over my house the night before. First, we aren't dating, second, she kNEW I was seeing someone else.. I guess it's one thing to know and a totally different thing to see it with your own two eyes. She still won't tell me how she found out.. I suppose she was spying. Anyway, this is where it gets interesting or better yet out of control.
So I sit her down and say to myself, might as well get this overwith.. I'm about to go get plastered anyway. I didn't like her, but she was hot and a great fvck, and telling someone you don't like them anymore is never easy, regardless. She starts crying and telling me "i thought you loved me! (WTF?, ***** I just meet you a month and a half ago.. i don't even take you out in public) and (I thought we were going to move in together!..At this point I realize how smart of a decision this was.
Okay, we were sitting on my couch.. we argued for about 15 mintues, but my mind was made up. So I get up and start heading to the door, thinking she is behind me...
this ***** grabs a glass vase, and chunks it at the back of my head. Dead aim and i'm not talking about a love lick either. She Chunked it. Busted the vast in the back of my head.
At first I thought I got shot. the only other time In my life i had that much pain I was knocked out by a baseball bat, playing catcher in a little league game and the batter got too close to the picther and me (catching, without my mask in between innings) warming up and cracked me in the mouth...actually I didn't feel that, I was knocked out but I'm sure it hurt like hell.
The impact made me go forard and bust the **** out of my lip as well... I'm laying on the ground, blood everywhere and I feel lke I want to just ripp my head off and just throw it out the window I was in so much pain.
even in pain, after about 15 seconds, addrenlion kicked in and I started to proceed to beat the living **** out of this girl.. but I thought better of it. By now, she's calling me all out of my name and threating to do it again with anohter one. If she would have hit me again, I probably wuld have put her in the hospital.
In the mist of all this chaos, my two Alaskian Huskies, one which is probably bigger than her, the other one not to much smaller than she is, come in the room... the younger one is looking at me with this dumbfounded look like "so I guess taking me out to **** right now is kinda out the question huh".. the older one, who I don't think ever liked her int he first place, once he saw the blood + her standing above me with a vase attacked her and had a death grip on her leg. so now the younger one, who just doesn't have "it" in him starts howling at her and showing his teeth.
So now I'm really in a predicument.. I'm in hella pain, to the point where I think i'm going ot faint, but my dog was not going to let go of her leg, and she had no chance of getting him off her. Now she's crying. so I have to yell at him for at least 10 seconds to get off of her go in my room. I'm glad he's trained or else I would have been in deep ****.
So I decide to call the police. The ***** assalted me in my house. II'm knew to California and don't know many people.. I know a handful of people well enough to trust them.. but i knew I needed to go to the emgerncy room and i wasn't driving. i could barley walk straight. I had glass logged in my head, still bleeding from the front and back of my head. So I call the girl that I like more than the other two (and defiantly more than this tramp).I Knew she would come. Mind you, she's still talking ****, I don't know why she hasn't left and keeps saying she "kenw I was a *****"...only if she knew....
anyway, so the police officer gets there in a reasonable amount of time. I'm damn near crying layoung on the floor. My youngest of my two dogs is sitting with me crying.. he's too cute, he's just 6 months old.
This ***** had the nerve to say I attacked her. And what's even worse... the damn police officer beleved her at first! Which is exactly why I didn't attack her.. I knew I would have a hard enough time convicing a police officer I didn't od anything wrong when I DIDN'T, let along when I really did. The fact that she's smoking hot, white, blonde and tan and I'm a young black guy, and you see where it's going more times than not.
so another officer comes and points out something that I had been trying to explain to the officer... If I was attacking her, why did 1) I call the police and 2) I get an object thrown at the BACK of my head. i'm covered in blod and this *****es, besides the bite on the leg, is cut free.
Then she says changes her story, to the tune where I didn't attack her, but I told my dog to attack her... Then I explained well, when you have a guard dog, and they see their owner of 5 years covered in blood and someone standing over them attacking them.. that's kinda how they roll.
So my other friend comes, I give a statement, decide not to press charges (for the simple reason that If I did, i would have to see her again), I decide to get a restraining order, go to the hospital, get checked out.. just got my head rung thank goodness. I get some type of pills for the pain, because my head felt and still feels like someone is just throwing baseballs at it.
Oh..i'm not done
So after all this, my day is fuvcked.. i was planning ot go to hollywood park that night, I had my bets lined up.. i was in no condition mentially or physically to do anything. So I go home and she comes with me to spend the night in case I need anything.. you know like a ******* or something.
THIS ***** COMES BACK OVER!!!!!! i knew it was her while I was laying on the couch because my older dog was going apesh!t at the window.
My friend opens the door.. and mind you, neighboors are spying on me becuase of the police cars over earlier. She had come to "apologize and make it up"... not that i talked to her, I overheard her. I told her to leave...my friend wanted to kick her ass and I probably should have called the police. It was 3 in the morning (yeah) and I figured she had been drinking... I told myself if she can get off my yard without any conflict I will let it slide. She called to me at least 10 times but I wouldn't (and realy couldn't) come to the door.
Then she has been blowing up my phone all day today.. you ought to hear the messages she left. I don't' know what the fvck is wrong or what happened to her but she is a train wreck. 5'6, long LONG legs, beach body, long blond hair, blue eyes, C cup...
even now my head feels like crap, but I'm better. enough to where I was able to come here and check my emails. What's even worse, my birthday is in about 3 hours. My friend, who is pretty much camped out here (at my request) is trying to make it up to me by cooking and renting some movies, but still.. I had plans for this weekend. I look and feel like crap.
anyway, lesson be learned, and I knew better. I should have ran when I found out she lives off an alimony check. when someone calls you drunk on a Tuesday at 3pm, and that's "normal"... i don't care how hot she is. Now that I think about it I don't know what the fvck I was thinking.
Okay.. I am, or was seeing 3 women on a somewhat constant basis. I had my fav... but the least fav, it was getting time I needed to cut her off. She is SMOKIN HOT but is SMOKIN CRAZY as well, as you will find out here soon. She is divorced and lives off her ex husbands montly check, which is a nice amount.. she's not hurting to pay bills.
Anyway, she happens to live about 2 blocks away from me (mistake number 1) and she is never busy and has alot of free time (mistake 2) and calls me about 10-15 times a day. It got to the point thursday night where I said you know what... I'm done. I told myself the next day I was going ot end it with her.. the right way, have her over and just tell her i'm done. She's older than me (28), I'm sure she can handle it.
I had someone over my house thursday night that wasn't her. So she leaves in the morning, I get up, do my thing on friday, start packing my bags because my plans were to go out of town Monday, but Sunday (tomorrow) is my Birthday and i had plans, and I was meeting a guy here at the racetrack later that night, so I wasn't going to have time.
so this girl starting at 10am is blowing up my phone and is leaving messages that are cursing me out.. I'm like damn.. what the fvck did I do that I haven't been doing? Well, maybe this saves me a confrentation. Wrong.
she pops up over my house banging at the door at about 2pm. She asks me who was over my house the night before. I ask her how the hell did she know I had someone over my house the night before. First, we aren't dating, second, she kNEW I was seeing someone else.. I guess it's one thing to know and a totally different thing to see it with your own two eyes. She still won't tell me how she found out.. I suppose she was spying. Anyway, this is where it gets interesting or better yet out of control.
So I sit her down and say to myself, might as well get this overwith.. I'm about to go get plastered anyway. I didn't like her, but she was hot and a great fvck, and telling someone you don't like them anymore is never easy, regardless. She starts crying and telling me "i thought you loved me! (WTF?, ***** I just meet you a month and a half ago.. i don't even take you out in public) and (I thought we were going to move in together!..At this point I realize how smart of a decision this was.
Okay, we were sitting on my couch.. we argued for about 15 mintues, but my mind was made up. So I get up and start heading to the door, thinking she is behind me...
this ***** grabs a glass vase, and chunks it at the back of my head. Dead aim and i'm not talking about a love lick either. She Chunked it. Busted the vast in the back of my head.
At first I thought I got shot. the only other time In my life i had that much pain I was knocked out by a baseball bat, playing catcher in a little league game and the batter got too close to the picther and me (catching, without my mask in between innings) warming up and cracked me in the mouth...actually I didn't feel that, I was knocked out but I'm sure it hurt like hell.
The impact made me go forard and bust the **** out of my lip as well... I'm laying on the ground, blood everywhere and I feel lke I want to just ripp my head off and just throw it out the window I was in so much pain.
even in pain, after about 15 seconds, addrenlion kicked in and I started to proceed to beat the living **** out of this girl.. but I thought better of it. By now, she's calling me all out of my name and threating to do it again with anohter one. If she would have hit me again, I probably wuld have put her in the hospital.
In the mist of all this chaos, my two Alaskian Huskies, one which is probably bigger than her, the other one not to much smaller than she is, come in the room... the younger one is looking at me with this dumbfounded look like "so I guess taking me out to **** right now is kinda out the question huh".. the older one, who I don't think ever liked her int he first place, once he saw the blood + her standing above me with a vase attacked her and had a death grip on her leg. so now the younger one, who just doesn't have "it" in him starts howling at her and showing his teeth.
So now I'm really in a predicument.. I'm in hella pain, to the point where I think i'm going ot faint, but my dog was not going to let go of her leg, and she had no chance of getting him off her. Now she's crying. so I have to yell at him for at least 10 seconds to get off of her go in my room. I'm glad he's trained or else I would have been in deep ****.
So I decide to call the police. The ***** assalted me in my house. II'm knew to California and don't know many people.. I know a handful of people well enough to trust them.. but i knew I needed to go to the emgerncy room and i wasn't driving. i could barley walk straight. I had glass logged in my head, still bleeding from the front and back of my head. So I call the girl that I like more than the other two (and defiantly more than this tramp).I Knew she would come. Mind you, she's still talking ****, I don't know why she hasn't left and keeps saying she "kenw I was a *****"...only if she knew....
anyway, so the police officer gets there in a reasonable amount of time. I'm damn near crying layoung on the floor. My youngest of my two dogs is sitting with me crying.. he's too cute, he's just 6 months old.
This ***** had the nerve to say I attacked her. And what's even worse... the damn police officer beleved her at first! Which is exactly why I didn't attack her.. I knew I would have a hard enough time convicing a police officer I didn't od anything wrong when I DIDN'T, let along when I really did. The fact that she's smoking hot, white, blonde and tan and I'm a young black guy, and you see where it's going more times than not.
so another officer comes and points out something that I had been trying to explain to the officer... If I was attacking her, why did 1) I call the police and 2) I get an object thrown at the BACK of my head. i'm covered in blod and this *****es, besides the bite on the leg, is cut free.
Then she says changes her story, to the tune where I didn't attack her, but I told my dog to attack her... Then I explained well, when you have a guard dog, and they see their owner of 5 years covered in blood and someone standing over them attacking them.. that's kinda how they roll.
So my other friend comes, I give a statement, decide not to press charges (for the simple reason that If I did, i would have to see her again), I decide to get a restraining order, go to the hospital, get checked out.. just got my head rung thank goodness. I get some type of pills for the pain, because my head felt and still feels like someone is just throwing baseballs at it.
Oh..i'm not done
So after all this, my day is fuvcked.. i was planning ot go to hollywood park that night, I had my bets lined up.. i was in no condition mentially or physically to do anything. So I go home and she comes with me to spend the night in case I need anything.. you know like a ******* or something.
THIS ***** COMES BACK OVER!!!!!! i knew it was her while I was laying on the couch because my older dog was going apesh!t at the window.
My friend opens the door.. and mind you, neighboors are spying on me becuase of the police cars over earlier. She had come to "apologize and make it up"... not that i talked to her, I overheard her. I told her to leave...my friend wanted to kick her ass and I probably should have called the police. It was 3 in the morning (yeah) and I figured she had been drinking... I told myself if she can get off my yard without any conflict I will let it slide. She called to me at least 10 times but I wouldn't (and realy couldn't) come to the door.
Then she has been blowing up my phone all day today.. you ought to hear the messages she left. I don't' know what the fvck is wrong or what happened to her but she is a train wreck. 5'6, long LONG legs, beach body, long blond hair, blue eyes, C cup...
even now my head feels like crap, but I'm better. enough to where I was able to come here and check my emails. What's even worse, my birthday is in about 3 hours. My friend, who is pretty much camped out here (at my request) is trying to make it up to me by cooking and renting some movies, but still.. I had plans for this weekend. I look and feel like crap.
anyway, lesson be learned, and I knew better. I should have ran when I found out she lives off an alimony check. when someone calls you drunk on a Tuesday at 3pm, and that's "normal"... i don't care how hot she is. Now that I think about it I don't know what the fvck I was thinking.
