Making Love To The Holy Ghost pt. 5

-To Be Continued...-

Calm nothing, soothing cold darkness, silence.Everything is as it should be. Perfect, awesome, fucking great,what could be wrong with this situation."Son of a cock sucking monkey slut, why the fuck are my curtains pulled open, how the fingy did I get home, and who the fuck is this hoe in my bed? Hey, Heeeeey, tarakuhn, girl in my bed wake up!" "Huh, ughh why you being so loud baby?" "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, just, wait, who are you? How did you end up in my bed and what the fuck, why is this condom on my cock covered in blood? This shit is fucking sick, haha ughh, aahh, fucking gross.""What do you mean who am I? You forgot my name already you fucking dick?" " NO, I didn't forget your name, I just don't know it on account of me blacking out last night." "Oh spare me your lame ass story, if you just wanted me to get out you should of said so, you stupid lame ass bitch." Mystery girl got up and grabbed her clothes and purse and walked away rather bow legged and with a look of discomfort on her face which sparked a flash of last night that made Angel laugh so hard that he cracked his back. " Hahah, I can't believe she believed that it's easier for a girl to cum if she takes it in the ass, ahaahha I'm so glad I remembered that. But what the fuck, what happened last night? Who was that hoe, and where's phone, need make some phone calls and oh my god, I think I may have killed someone last night, that or I stuck my phone up that chicks bloody ass vagina. Uhhggg so fucking gross. but uhgh." As he searched for a sock or some sort of rag to wipe off his blood soaked phone he noticed that it had accumulated fourty five new messages and twelve new voicemails. Normally angel wouldn't bother even reading this many messages but since he was in a very public place with a mynute amount of friends he figured that the fastest way to find out what he did last night was to go through all the "dude you where so wasted last night!!" and "Did you make it home last night" the "Fucking shit man you love getting fucked up don't you good times good times. and of course the " you fucking dick, you spilled your drink on me and then called me a cock loving sperm dumpster and then spilled another drink on me" and after about ten or so messages of this he was about close his phone and go back to bed when he spotted a message from Blackie Blackerson that went like this."Who do you think you are for christ sakes..your just an asshole.laying around letting the world pass you by. me and you me and you we used to laugh at all the kids doin what your doin and look at your self mr kickass..mr im invincible your not..your fucking not your a big ass mess and you even know it..walking around thinking that your still on top of your game when in fact you couldnt be any further from the truth your ugly nobody likes you and your mother dresses you funny... <3 dreezy." "Ha! That hoe, she stole that last part from me."