Such is Life 8
Date: 11/7/2017, Categories: Fiction, Romance, Author: Pussyeeter, Source: sexstories.com
Who was here for me when I went through all of this fucking shit?" She asked visibly upset, and raising her voice. "Me, I was." I said. "Ok, who the fuck was there for me during my worst times, when I was drunk, when I was sad and hurting? Who was there during my worst times when no one else fucking was?" She asked. "I was." I said. "See what I'm fucking talking about? Stop saying that you didn't do any fucking thing. I get that you don't take credit for how far I have come and how incredibly happy I am now, I get why trust me I get it. You are one of the most humble guys that I have ever met, and I fucking love that about you, but it gets fucking irritating sometimes. You're confident, but not arrogant, but you seriously need to understand that you played a major role in my healing process. So yes you did do something, you did a hell of a lot. More than anyone else ever has, so stop fucking saying that you didn't do anything..... God!" She said frustrated as hell. It got silent in the truck after that. She was genuinely irritated with me, well, not irritated, but mad at me. Wow, she was mad at me. After several long minutes of silence I stopped at a stop light and looked over at her. I tried to take her tiny hand in my huge hands but she just grinned at me and slapped my hand away. "No, I'm mad at you." She said. "I didn't mean to make you mad sweetheart. I'm really sorry." I said. "It's ok. It's not that big of a deal, you just need to understand that I am where I am today ...