3. MS LILY PORTER

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MICHAEL POV: after work driving home...

i'm so excited to relax and cuddle with my girlfriend lily (ms lily porter). me and lily have been together for 4 years now. things are great, i have a good girl friend, a new job in a new area, and finally some damn peace.

except....
things aren't that great. ever since the move, me and lily haven't really been seeing eye to eye. we tend to argue about the little stuff. we always talk it out and make up but sometimes the arguments get really bad. i think she's just been really stressed out with trying to find a new job.

after 5 minutes of driving, i get out of my car. as i'm approaching my door i hear... sounds. very... familiar sounds. i fumble with my keys and unlock the door. instantly the sounds stop.

"LILY. ARE YOU HOME?"

"YEAH IM UPSTAIRS IN THE BATHROOM?" she called out.

i grin to myself. she's probably having "personal time" she has been overly stressed lately. i can't wait to help her relieve some more stress. after i shower ofc.

i walk upstairs and head to the bathroom. it's locked. that's weird she never locks the door. she never even closes it.

"babe are you okay?" i asked.

"yeah i'm fine just give me minute"

20 MINUTES LATER:
"lily are you okay? it's been 20 minutes" i asked her. i wonder what's been taking her so long.

"yeah im good i'm coming out now" she responded.

she then unlocked the door and came out. oh god she looked so roughed up. her hair was a messy and her red lipstick was smudged slightly. she tried to gather herself and fix her clothes and as smoothed out her shirt, she managed to pull it down slightly. i spotted a bruise... wait... that's definitely not a bruise  over her sweet spot (A/N yk the place u kiss someone and it kinda turns them on).

"lily..."

"yeah babe how was work"

"LILY WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK"

"michael why are you screaming at me"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS ON YOUR NECK LILY"

she looked like a deer caught in headlights. no response came out of her mouth.

something told me check the bathroom. i barged in the bathroom and pulled back the shower curtains and what i saw threw me off.

behind the shower curtains... was a curly headed girl with a Walmart vest with a name tag that read... Nadine. yo who the fu- did i mention the fact she has a strap on attached to her hips.

now there's a few things that confused me about the situation i was currently in:
1. who the fuck is the person in front of me and why do they look familiar.
2. why the hell does she have a yellow name tag. that means she's a minor... and she's fucking my 21 year old girlfriend
3. why is there STILL a strap on around her waist
4. why is the walmart best still on you couldn't take it off?

i'm truly shocked. i couldn't help but laugh at the situation around me. i was actually about to propose to her and now she's fucking a 17 year old girl in our home.

"get the fuck out" i calmly demanded.

i turned to lily. "yeah you too get ur shit and leave"

she started crying but didn't talk to me. she packed her stuff and left. and she knew better than to take our cat she never took care of her anyways.

i grabbed a beer and watched anime with tuna. i wasn't upset about all of this. it was odd i kinda felt relieved.
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