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The Trunk

I’ve been bumping around in this trunk for hours. Yes, more than enough time for me to come to terms with the obvious. My fiancé or should I be saying my ex-fiancé wants me dead. Tip to self, if you make it out of this alive; never sleep with your drug dealing fiancé ‘s brother and maybe reevaluate your taste in men.
I can honestly say I’ve never had much luck with dating or maybe it’s that I don’t have much luck with men. For instance, the summer of my 17th birthday I was head over heels with the new boy from up the street. Now mind you we’d been dating 2 weeks when my father was released from jail. So I decide to bring my new boo to Granny Cherry’s house to meet them both. Granny greets him but my dad is like
“Um I thought you said his name was Ricardo.”
“Oh, no,” I say with a little chuckle. “I totally forgot I...