posted on Jun, 25 2013 @ 06:35 AM
reply to post by Raxoxane
I was engaged to this girl once, and she went on a couple of little girls weekends away with her female cousin. I had been working during this
period, every day, earning money trying to get us a place to live of our own. I guess I was about eighteen years of age...
I got back to her parents place after work one night, and she arrived home with this big fat dude from Norfolk in tow. Her cousin was looking at me
the way I imagine people used to look at the condemned, before they took the last fall. My fiancee takes me aside, and explains that she is with this
dude now. I dont know if the look on my face changed, or what, but the dude (bear in mind, I was eight stone nothing at the time in weight) starts
backing away from us. I turned away, went and packed a bag upstairs.
By the time I had packed my bags, they were cosy on the couch together (awwww, bless.) and so I waited for my ex to get off the couch and go an make
a cup of tea, and I walked into the darkened living room, behind the couch and said "Hey." and the fellow literally jumped out of his skin. I said to
him " Calm down. I am just here to wish you, the very best luck." and I reached out my hand, and we shook, the whole while he was looking at me as if
I was about to kill him.
I was just angry though. I meant him no ill will, I was just sick to my guts with the idea that she would go off like that. As it turned out, he
revealed himself to be a prize bastard later on, when he got her pregnant and then ran off with a petite blonde chick, leaving my ex with his child to
deal with. Karma is a female dog huh?
edit on 25-6-2013 by TrueBrit because: detail addition.