They say that you get served what you deserve, that the stone you throw today might be the one you trip over tomorrow. I have just stumbled over my rock. If I thought that my lifestyle would never come and slap me in the face, I was a complete fool. Here I am, tied up to a chair with four people staring at me, each wanting to get their revenge on their own way.
See, I live a very questionable lifestyle; having a different girl on your arm every night does create some sort of reputation that is desirable by most men but frowned upon by most women. So I have had my fair share of broken hearts and the threats to go with them, but never did I think that any one of them would have actually come so far as to do anything about it. Well, I should have perhaps thought twice about kicking this one to the curb so many times for it has not come back to bite me in the ass with a few surprises.
"I have been waiting for this day ever since that day you threw me out.".
