HATE ALWAYS FINISHES WITH A SWEET REVENGE



Helen and I were best friends. I use the past because nowadays we hate each other. We used to share friends and go to hot parties. We liked living at limit. It didn’t matter for us speeding on the highway or driving drugged.

One day my mind changed at all when I found the love of my life. Helen couldn’t support that I would like changing my dangerous life style for a dirty fat man. Helen started to do my life a hell, but I always got my sweet revenge.

The last episode of our mutual hate happened when Helen wrote my mobile phone number on the back door of the toilet men in the pub where we used to go. For two weeks that I have been receiving perverted calls.

Yesterday my boyfriend and I went to the pub. He went to have a shit and luckily he saw my mobile phone number written on the door.

Tomorrow Helen will appear on the call-girls section in the newspaper.

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