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Why the fuck can't I get away from the all the crazies in this world?!
Just when I think I've seen it all, more shit happens. Again. I went out last night. Great fun. I get back and am in my friend's apt at 3, maybe 4ish, when his roommate's drunk sister decides to start screaming and banging on the walls in the hallway. My friend sticks his head out the door and tells her to shut up and pass out or something. So she decides to come in and start bitching at him. I'm in the restroom and didn't come out until she quit round 1.
Round 2
I'm laying in his bed and he's on the computer. The door is shut. She throws it open and starts screaming at him again. He tells her to go pass out on the couch. So she goes away and he promptly shuts the door and locks it.
Round 3
Not even 3 minutes later she attempts to barge in again. Figuring out the door is locked, she becomes infuriated. Next thing I hear is a long scratching on the door. He goes to open it to find her pissed off face. "What the fuck!? Is she sleeping? Why don't you tell her the truth? How bout that?! Why don't you try telling her how things are?!?!" She continues her rant and I'm facing away from the situation confused/terrified/pissed. I glance over to see her hand behind her back with a bit of light reflecting off a long metal surface. There is a fucking knife in her hands. That's what the scratching was.
And then she cut him.
It wasn't a big cut. But a cut nonetheless. He hollers for his roommate to control his psychotic sister. His roommate's response is something to the effect of, "I taught her well." Fucking ass. So she goes into her brother's room for a while. And then he escorts her out. (Their relationship is waaaaaay weird.) Right after I hear him shut the door behind her I promptly bolt out of bed to bitch at him. He mumbled a buncha bullshit and then slammed his bedroom door.
Then I get this instant message today.
Matt: hey, did you see what happened last night or did you get here too late and just saw the knife incident? i think you better have a chat with your friend about what he does to girls when they have been drinking. i dont appreciate any of what happened this morning and i certainly dont appreciate you questioning me like you did in my own apt.
Auto response from Angel Dust 01: Your sister is fuckin insane.
Matt: dont let it happen again
Some fucking nerve. Don't let it happen again? How bout you don't let your crazy ass sister attack people with knives ever again?! How bout you crawl outta her ass and get off the buffet of drugs you're on?! What the fuck. I cannot escape instability. No matter how hard I try. And I didn't escape the night without an injury. I decided to run my fingers along the carving in the door. Splinters galore and a cut finger. It's great. It burns.
Call me an instigator, but the away message is now "Don't let it happen again." Cocky? Yes. Bitch? Definitely. I wanna see what happens.
Just when I think I've seen it all, more shit happens. Again. I went out last night. Great fun. I get back and am in my friend's apt at 3, maybe 4ish, when his roommate's drunk sister decides to start screaming and banging on the walls in the hallway. My friend sticks his head out the door and tells her to shut up and pass out or something. So she decides to come in and start bitching at him. I'm in the restroom and didn't come out until she quit round 1.
Round 2
I'm laying in his bed and he's on the computer. The door is shut. She throws it open and starts screaming at him again. He tells her to go pass out on the couch. So she goes away and he promptly shuts the door and locks it.
Round 3
Not even 3 minutes later she attempts to barge in again. Figuring out the door is locked, she becomes infuriated. Next thing I hear is a long scratching on the door. He goes to open it to find her pissed off face. "What the fuck!? Is she sleeping? Why don't you tell her the truth? How bout that?! Why don't you try telling her how things are?!?!" She continues her rant and I'm facing away from the situation confused/terrified/pissed. I glance over to see her hand behind her back with a bit of light reflecting off a long metal surface. There is a fucking knife in her hands. That's what the scratching was.
And then she cut him.
It wasn't a big cut. But a cut nonetheless. He hollers for his roommate to control his psychotic sister. His roommate's response is something to the effect of, "I taught her well." Fucking ass. So she goes into her brother's room for a while. And then he escorts her out. (Their relationship is waaaaaay weird.) Right after I hear him shut the door behind her I promptly bolt out of bed to bitch at him. He mumbled a buncha bullshit and then slammed his bedroom door.
Then I get this instant message today.
Matt: hey, did you see what happened last night or did you get here too late and just saw the knife incident? i think you better have a chat with your friend about what he does to girls when they have been drinking. i dont appreciate any of what happened this morning and i certainly dont appreciate you questioning me like you did in my own apt.
Auto response from Angel Dust 01: Your sister is fuckin insane.
Matt: dont let it happen again
Some fucking nerve. Don't let it happen again? How bout you don't let your crazy ass sister attack people with knives ever again?! How bout you crawl outta her ass and get off the buffet of drugs you're on?! What the fuck. I cannot escape instability. No matter how hard I try. And I didn't escape the night without an injury. I decided to run my fingers along the carving in the door. Splinters galore and a cut finger. It's great. It burns.
Call me an instigator, but the away message is now "Don't let it happen again." Cocky? Yes. Bitch? Definitely. I wanna see what happens.