Dillary Trinton: a love story

I hate you Mr. Dump

Hillary's POV

          Damn you Trump! I thought as I stared at the picture in my hand. In the picture his weave blew luxuriously in the wind and his abnormally stubby and childlike fingers ran through it trying to keep it from flying away. I hate him so much, but not for the reason you might think. Is it because we are both going for the same position? Nope. Is it because he is a republican? Nope. Is it because he is orange and his hair is a separate organism with a mind of its own? Wrong again! It's because I love him!

          I finally decided to put the picture away. This isn't healthy, I can't stare at his picture all day. I decided instead I would watch some videos of Donald.

          "I have all the words, all the best words. Let's build a wall. I have smart hehehe. Let's build a wall to keep in my brain. I have the best brain. And all the words, all best words." Video Donald said contorting his greasy orange face into a constipated smirk. Gosh he has such a way with words. I watched video after video and lost track of time.

          "Hillary dear, dinner is ready!" My husband called. That can't be right! I started watching videos at 12:00 midnight last night. I spent almost all day watching videos of Donald. Whoopsie doo! My thoughts were suddenly interrupted when the door of the bathroom burst open and Bill entered wearing a suit  and over it, his frilly heart apron.

          "Hilly come onnnnn!!! I made my famous coq au vin served with fresh wine I made myself." Bill yanked me out of the bathroom and away from my laptop which was still playing a video of Donald. I heard his voice getting softer and softer as Bill pulled me further away.

          "He's so dreamy." Bill said with a deep sigh and adoration evident in his eyes. I suppose he heard the video as well. Wait a minute! Something isn't right here. I feel like I'm missing something...OH MY GOD!!!!..................................................................................................................................................................... .............................................................................................................................................................................. ............................................................................................................................................................................... ............................................................................................................................................................................... ................................................................................................................................................................................ ................................................................................................................................................................................ ................................................................................................................................................................................ ................................................................................................................................................................................ ................................................................................................................................................................................ ................................................................................................................................................................................ ................................................................................................................................................................................ ............................................................................................................................................................................... .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. ............................................................................................................................................................................... I need to wash my hands before dinner! Sometimes I can be so spacy!

          "Hey Bill I need to wash my hands really quick, I'll be in for dinner in a sec" I told Bill. He nodded and said some sassy remark about me not washing my hands earlier. I went into the bathroom and washed my hands but something was still plaguing my mind. I feel like I missed something earlier, something someone said.......................................................................................................OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!.......................................................................................................................................................... .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. ............................................................................................................................................................................. ............................................................................................................................................................................. ............................................................................................................................................................................. ............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. .............................................................................................................................................................................. I'm nearly out of toilet paper! I'll have to pick some up later. Damn Bill and his chronic diarrhea!  

          I stepped into my dining room and saw Bill sitting at the table and a man behind him massaging his shoulders.

          "Hey Hilly, this is Flavio my new secretary and my personal masseuse" Bill said " A little to the left Flav, yes right there." I couldn't help but be a little weirded out...That the window was closed. Eh oh well I'll open it later. I sat down and served myself some food making sure to have Bill try everything I eat before I ate it because one time Bill tried to poison me by putting cyanide in my food. He's so silly. I feel a bit bad for having feelings about Trump because Bill is such a good husband and he said he was super duper sorry about his affair. I couldn't stop thinking about Donald though. I don't think I'll ever be able to.