What happens when the guy you WANT isn't the guy you NEED....
When two men are battling for the same heart...
How will she know who's the perfect person for her....
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GISELA STACKS°
"Fuck!!"
Throwing my face inside of the toilet bowl. I gagged feeling like I'm emptying everything I ever fucking ate. This feeling was horrible I hated this shit so much.
I couldn't wait for this shit to be over with never a-fucking-gain! I push my hair back pulling the hanger to flash the toilet.
I stood up walking to the door. I felt lightheaded and nauseous all over again. I took hold of the sink sliding my way down to the floor. I start to crawl out of my en suite bathroom.
I groaned when I made it up to my comfortable bed. The blankets felt like I was on cloud nine. I pulled them between my legs and over my face. I sigh closing my eyes. I had half an hour before I had to get to class.
My phone buzzed somewhere in the bed. I kicked my legs back and fourth in frustration. Because a bitch did not feel like being bothered. Fuck why didn't I put that hoe on do not disturb mode.
Keeping my head under the blanket I search for my phone. If it's this bitch Bird I'm about to cuss her the fuck out. The phone was finally in my hand. I squint my eyes as I peeked at the bright screen.
My eyes grew big I️ sat up throwing the blanket off my head. Jumping out the bed my feet landed on the cold hard floor. I let out a loud sigh sliding the green over to the right.
"Hi mother! How have you been?" I asked my mom.
I️ started to rub the back of my neck. I️ look around my messy room, know if she was here I️ would receive a mouth full of words.
"Gisela Mae Stacks why haven't I heard from you in all most weeks?" she spoke.
I can image her with her hand on her hip right now. "In all most weeks" am in to college and I still don't understand this term of speech she be using. Then she say my slang of words is inappropriate.
