"Hey Cisco, I need three, five pound bags of coke." I said while walking up to him. We were on South St. where my brother always does his deals.

He turned around and gave me a stern look "Francesca!"

"Fransico!" I mocked him while rolling my eyes

He looked at me sadly "I thought.....I thought you stop using." His eyes began to water "Why Frenchi?"

"It did." I whispered as tears cascaded down my face.

I really did struggle with my addiction to coke. I was turned on to it by somebody at a party I went to. Mike feed my addiction without even knowing. See even though he was addicted to he never....ever gave me any. He didn't want me to suffer how he did. He was just that sweet. And that's why he has to be mine again.

"Please don't start this again sis. It was such a struggle for you to quit last time. It's...."

"It's not for me." I said cuting hum off

He raised an eyebrow "Who for then?"

"Mike Fuentes!" I said with a smirk


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I parked my car down the street from the Fuentes residence. I know that they went on a family picnic and the house should be empty.How would I know this? I guess you could say I've been watching them intesely. But not stalking, I'm way to classy for that.

I get out the car and silently start my journey towards there house. It was a cool night and the cold wind sent shivers down my spine.

I unlock the door to there house, luckliy I made a copy of the house key before I gave it back. I'm just smart like that. I step inside and close the door behind me.

I walked upstairs to Mike bedroom. It looked pretty much the same from how it was when I left. Except for the fact that the whore's clothes my own.

I slid open the drawer and place a bag inside. I walked down to the laundry room. The room that shared Mike and that Bitch's clothes. I placed a bag inside a pair of Mike's dirty jeans.

I have one last bag to stash. And this bag is going in a special place. Why stash Coke bags is what people would ask. It's what my brother asked and my sister.

Well Mike and Sam broke up three years ago because of Mike's drug problem. She was okay with him smoking weed, though she didn't like that much. When she found out he was doing coke too. She freak, told him that if he didn't change his ways then she would leave. She ended up leaving anyway, but for other reasons.

I chuckled to myself "She's gonna be so fucking pissed." I walked down the dark hallway that I knew so well. "Especially when she finds coke in.." I walked into a small bedroom that was Minnie Mouse themed. "Michelle's room."

I walked around in circles "Where oh where shall my coke bag go?" I smiled at my cleverness "Oh where oh where shall she be?" I laughed loudly. I'm really enjoying this.

I decided that I should put it somewhere that a child couldn't reach. As much as I want revenge on Michael. As badly as I hate the damn whore. Michelle shouldn't be put in danger. She's innocent, I don't want her getting hurt.

I looked at the top shelf where her hair products are kept. I know that Sam does Michelle's hair every day and is bound to find it there. Michelle's out of danger because she can't reach up there.

"Perfect!" I smile to myself

I walke back downstairs. I glance to my side and stop in my tracks. The side table are full of pictures. Family potraits of Sam,Mike and Michelle. Pictures of Mike with Michelle and pictures of Mike with Sam.

Tears fall down my face "This should be me." I whisper as my knees go weak and I fall to the ground.

Mike told me that we were forever. That would would get married and have children. That would grow old together and get to watch or grandchildren grow up. That was my understanding, but was it not his.

"Where did I go wrong?" I whimpered out

What did I do? Was I not a good girlfriend? Did I not try hard enough? Did I not give him enough? Was the sex not good? Did he even really love me?

And if he didn't really love me then why did he say so. Why did he tell me he loved me everyday? Why would he make me fall for him, Fall so fucking hard. Just to walk away and not catch me. Why did he break my heart? Leaving me with a million pieces to pick up?

"What's so good about picking up the pieces?" i whispered to myself. Insatntly my tears dried and a smirk spread across my face "What if I don't even want to."

Mike is going to get what he deserves. Mike will go to hell and back for breaking my heart. And Sam, the whore, the homewrecker, she'll get what she deserves too. But not quite yet.........Now it's Mike's time to shine.

I walk out the house and close the door.With just a smile on my face. My plan is set in motion. Franseca Kati Danky has something up her sleve. And with my main bitch karma on my side to guide me along.They're in for one hell of a suprise. But they deserve every bit of it.




What goes around comes around.....right?




Damn, Karma's such a bitch







But beware





i'm an even bigger one

Notes

Well now you see how Frenchi feels about the situation. Do you feel bad for her now? She's just a broken hearted girl...right?

What do you think she's planning?.........you'll find out soon.

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