Spike... God I'm not sure what to say about that boy but he damn sure gave me whiplash and was like a PMSing woman at times I tell you what. "Addison, get your effin' a** out front now. Your man is lookin' for you, and he ain't happy. Don't even effin' dare to open those pretty lips and smart mouth me." He's harsh at times, "coz' there ain't no other effer wantin' to save your a**." Ciara is harsh at times, "are you serious?" I cry. "Don't pretend you didn't know how I felt about you, Spike. We were the best of friends, and you knew I had feelings there, yet you still chose to use me to get to my sister. Don't stand there and pretend you didn't know what you were doing. You effed me, you took my virginity, all to get back at her." Okay so maybe she kinda has reason to be harsh. But these two are so damn pigheaded it's not funny. I mean yea, Spike is caring, "babe, I would love to be buried in you right now, but there's no effin' way I'm putting my co** inside you again. I'll leave you raw and not effin' walkin'." I mean he has the stamina of a horse (I think that's a good thing?), "baby, I will eff you at least four more times before it goes soft." And then the whiplash comes back and he's a harda**, "you effin' heard me, Ciara. Ain't none of your effin' business what I'm about to say, and considerin' you ain't my Old Lady, you don't get a right to argue it. Now effin' leave. I'll be up later." Well... then! I'm really ready for Jackson's story his a** seems to be a big ole' softie.
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