《The Planes of Mil'Tish》B1: Prologue
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I can't believe this is happening;I thought I was a good boyfriend,I believed I was a good boyfriend,She led me to believe I was a good life partner!!! Fuck,Fuck,Fuck,Fuuuuuc-
"James, you listening i'm sorry, it's not you it's" the female said feeling guilty at the bombshell she was dropping on her soon to be ex. James and the Woman were sitting down at a table in the corner at their local cafe. On the table were a cup of water for James and on the woman's side was a cup of caffe macchiato.
"Stop, stop with that cliched bullshit!" James yelled. Feeling fustrated
"James, lower your voice people are starting to look." The female said. Worried about the commotion James was causing.
"So fucking what, let then look I don't care!" James stated.
"James, since when did you curse so much." The female said. Feeling surprised, in all the years that she had known James he rarely cursed.
"I'm fucking tired Vanessa, i'm tired of trying my best and working hard only to have pieces of shits reap all the rewards." James said.
'I'm fucking tired of doing the right thing:having assholes like that piece of shit mike.She always had googly eyes for that fucker,but I never really paid attention,thinking this Bitch Vanessa would stay faithful.' James thought.
"Damn Nessa, I gave up 12 years of my life for you!" James stated.
"James, i'm sorry" Vanessa said.
"So Vanessa I have a question?" James asked.
"Yes,James?"
"Was it mike? that chad looking motherfucker? did he have his cock up your ass." James said.
"....."
"Huh answer me! you don't think i see the way you be looking at him, those text messages you sent him." James stated.
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"....."
" Answer me you fucking slut!!" James yelled.
"Hey buddy, that's not how you speak to a lady." said a tall, blonde, handsome man, in about his late 20's.He walked up to their table"I've been listening to your conversation for a little wh-"
"I don't fucking care guy" James interrupted,rightfully pissed at this brad pitt looking white-knight that disrupted the fuckery his now ex-girlfriend was putting him through.
"Wow do you kiss your mother with that mouth." the man remarked, with a look of disgust on his face.
"Fuck off asshole!" James said, "you know what i'm leaving" James stood up like a whole bottle of gorrila glue was spilled on his chair, as he stood up the cup of water on the table dropped on the floor spilling everywhere.
"Was that really nessecary?" the man asked, staring at james with a quizzical expression. He got some paper towel on the table to wipe his pant off.
"I'm going to my mother's house, when I come back better not see none of your shit at my house or i'm throwing them away" James stated, ignorning the man and looking straight at Vanessa, who after all this time has been feeling guilty about breaking things off with James after everything they have been through.
"Aright." She said, with her looking down.
As James was walking out of the cafe:he heard people speaking to Vanessa, but he just din't care anymore so he kept walking to his car. He got in and took off.
Driving down the highway James is reminiscing about everything that happened in his life, all the possible situations that might have led him to this outcome. As James was reminiscing he did not realized that he was speeding onto the back of a car at 80mph.
BOOOOOMMM
The last thing James saw was his car ramming into the backside of a toyota camry, and the blackness.
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