Hell hath no fury, like a woman scorned. Read that again and let it sink in.

I went to Jimmy Fowler’s house on the night of his 18th birthday. I wasn’t close with the guy at all, but he invited me and I wasn’t doing anything. My girlfriend was out of town with her parents, so I figured, “Why the fuck not?” I showed up, knocked on the door and this really drunk guy let me in. Everyone at the party was fucking wasted, except for me. I found Jimmy, wished him a happy birthday and he gave me one of those bro hugs. He was pretty wasted, too.
There weren’t a lot of people at this party-at least a lot of people that I knew. Jimmy and I hung in different circles. I don’t know where he got the idea we were friends, but we lived on the same street, so I didn’t want to look like an asshole by not going.

There were more guys than girls at this party. A fucking sausage fest, so to speak, so I knew I wouldn’t be staying long. If a party has more guys than girls, it’s pretty fucking lame.

They had a keg, so I poured myself a beer in one of those red plastic beer cups and sat on a sofa, alone. People were smoking weed, some guy was making out with some girl and I decided to have my beer and get the fuck out of there. That’s when I saw Larissa. She was dating Jimmy and I knew her from school. We had graduated together.
Larissa was 19, and pretty hot. Nice tits, big ass and a punk girl look about her with the blue hair and everything. She was wearing one of those black goth, miniskirts and those wicked chunky, black goth boots. She had the whole black lipstick, pale face thing going on, and if you’re into that stuff, you’d probably want to fuck her. I wasn’t intending on fucking her, but I did want someone to talk to, so I smiled at her.

She waved, I waved back and she came over and sat on the sofa next to me. We chatted for a few minutes about how lame the party was and hung out and laughed for awhile .She spilled her guts about her relationship with Jimmy.
She told me that for his birthday, (which was that night), Jimmy wanted to fuck Larissa and her girlfriend, Krissy in a threesome. Apparently, Larissa was all for it, but Krissy was not. She thought Jimmy was an asshole. I found this tremendously funny. He didn’t get his birthday gift.

A few minutes later, Jimmy came staggering over to the sofa and sat between us. He was pretty fucking wasted. I was kinda pissed he broke up the conversation, but if some guy was chatting it up with my girl, I’d do the same thing. He said, “I’m really glad to see one of my friends and my girlfriend getting along so well. Thanks for coming to my party, Joe.” Then he bro hugged me again. When he got up and left, I texted my friend, Eddie to see what was going on and we were going to meet up after I ditched this lame-assed party.
“I have to be going soon,” I said to Larissa. “I’m going to hang out with my friend, Eddie.”