Fucking Thieves & Liars

Yesterday was not a good day. In fact my entire weekend I have had an attitude problem, I told you guys about it. Well, yesterday was really bad. I couldn’t concentrate at work. Everything over the weekend just brought to the forefront of my mind that it was the 20th anniversary of my brother’s suicide.

It was a rough day. I left work after 4.5 hours. Just could not do it any longer. When I got off work, I reached for this new little bong I bought last week and it was gone. I knew immediately what happened. I pieced everything together real fast. I walked into C’s room and was like “I am done with being stolen from.” He asked what I was talking about and I told him my bong and the gram of weed that was packed in it was missing. Before I could finish the list of what had been stolen from me and then C looks at me and says “What and you think I stole it?” I sighed and was like “No, I know you don’t smoke weed. Your boy stole that, all my food (which wasn’t a lot since we can’t cook here), my soda, 4 grams of weed out of the 1/2 I bought, and my 150$ elite Xbox one controller. I am kicking his ass out. I am sick of worthless ass, non-rent paying, stupid, lazy fucking bitches stealing from me. I work and pay fucking bills. I should not have to put all my shit in storage! I am kicking his ass out and he can go on his own or I can throw him through the fucking window.”

I was so pissed that I knew if I saw this dude I was going to prison. So I called K and told him that I needed him at my house. He asked what was going on and I explained, he said: “Just don’t go to prison.” I was like “Wtf, that’s why I am calling you. I can’t promise I won’t seriously harm this clown. Get here and keep my ass out of jail.”

K showed up and I sent the stray a message telling him he had 15 mins to pick up his shit and get the fuck out of my house. He tried to lie to me via facebook messenger and act like he had no idea what I was talking about.

Now an innocent person, once they got here would have tried to talk to me. K let him in the house and this dude did not utter a single syllable and C walked out of the house. C knew what was going to happen to this fucking thief.

K stood in the doorway of my room and wouldn’t let me out. So I paced around my room, knife in hand talking mad shit in a loud voice. Dude still didn’t say anything. Now being completely honest, K was here for that guy’s protection. However, had he said one fucking word to me, K would not have been able to stop me. He would’ve still been able to keep me out of prison which was my intent on bringing him to the house.

K took me to my storage unit because I noticed one of my keys missing. Everything is still there, so today I am going to go find a lock and change the lock on my storage unit. The office for it will be closed today but I can still change out the lock.

 

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Published by: Stormy Jordan

I am an Indie Author. Currently working on my second book. I also have a full time 40 hour a week career. No one desires to be a starving artist. My personal website is currently down. However, it should be back up and running in a couple of days. The best advice I can give anyone is; Do not lose your voice, it is all we truly have in this crazy world.

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