Went out last night. A got drunk and he got mean – which is strange, because even at his drunkest he has somehow managed to always remain sweet and loving.
We waited for the uber, and I asked if he had the house keys, and then…
‘Not a fuck am I giving you my house keys’ he said.
Well now I was just like huh? and in a shock.
Got into the uber and we gave his address and there was bitter banter fighting when the uber driver said ‘I can sense real love here’
Danielle: “Definitely from my side’
And what does A say?????????
‘Not from my side’ he said raising his brows.
‘Ok then, well I think its best that I go home then’ I said in tears, by now I was a complete mess.
‘Yes, home to bitch avenue’ Said A.
So at 01;35 I packed my bags, put him to bed, and I drove home in tears.