Glad to hear that I am not the only one to get in a fight with a guy.
Junior year of college back in the day, Ex boyfriend travels two hours on a motorcycle to start some ish.
Homeboy was waiting for me in my dorm room when I came from class (my " so-called friend" let him in, but that's another story)
He started yellin and screaming about me cheating on him and Krazy ish.
Did I mention that he was my Ex and had been for almost two years.
Anywho, he slapped me in the face, I lost my mind, picked up a pair of scissors that was on my dresser, sliced Homie on his arm and told him that if he he bled on my carpet I would kill his A$$.
He hopped on his bike, drove two hours back home, got a few a few stitches and lives happily ever after with his wife that he beats on a regular bases (or so I'm told) and yes this is one of the first story that I shared with my now hubby
