April N. Edwards
Bio
I’m a 27 year old female about to pursue her dreams. Moving to the west coast for school! Fur baby momma, music advocate and adventurer. 🇨🇦 ✨🔮🎶🎧🥰
Stories (2/0)
Soul Suckers
Where do I even begin. I live in a small town Alberta. Beautiful mountains, warm chinooks, great hiking trails, and full of soul suckers. Yes, soul suckers. Some of the worst people I have ever met in my life. You go to a city and you’ll hear, “the belly of the beast”. Well, my friend... try this shithole that even smells like shit. You’d think it being so close to the Rockies and all the pretty views it’d be a wonderful place, but I think it’s hell. Drugs addicts, rats, fake friends, racist losers, homophobic idiots. It’s like all these fucked up city scum landed in a hole in the wall and said here! Maybe the mountains will cure you. I think it this point I’m just writing to vent. Because I’ve never felt so far from peace in my life. I literally feel like these people are sucking my soul out of me. So there’s a guy I dated. We go back a long tome before I left and came back. Left a relationship and COVID happened, so I had no choice but to come back here where my mother and bonus dad reside. Run into this guy, wants to hang out all the time. Super sweet, at first. Very pushy on dating. I’m already heart broken from the last guy so why not. Silly me! Meet the family, meet his drug dealer uncle, meet his dying mother and his lovely little innocent 2 year old daughter. It was going great! We shared music, he fell in love with it again. We threw a few parties and I made new friends. Typical story right? I mean not like this story is going to turn into a huge surprise. It lasted two months. I have never seen someone do so much cocaine in my life! I used to be a stripper, I used to date drug dealers. But this was something else. Right on the table infront of his daughter at that. So long story short, I left him. Mom dies, I feel bad, I go back. When it’s to a point where you are trying to be a good woman and you are crying because of his problem and he’s screaming at you for it. You run girl. And don’t look back. He got an inheritance from the passing. Bless her soul. Can you take a guess where that all went? He bought a new truck off the lot and bought a camper. New big TV and the rest.. well. I don’t think I need to say it. When the tv was purchased, I went inside to unhook the old one. While doing so, one of the daughters toys fell over and in order to not lose my patience from and already stressful life, I had a smoke. He comes in and starts whipping her toys across the room like a child. And I mean WHIPPING. Big toys too. If one would have hit me it probably would have broke my nose or did some sort of damage. So that was it. I waited for him to fall asleep to a movie and I was gone. For good. Now he’s broke. Skinny as hell. Dating a meth addict.. which I won’t say much about because I have another story in the future about another endeavour of mine. It sucks because I lost a friend. And I jumped in head first when I knew my own heart still needed to heal from the man before. So I suppose if there’s something anyone can take away from this story is just watch out for you. But I’m not done! I have a few more soul sucker stories. Maybe it’s just me and the situations I put myself in. But I do feel there is some sort of nasty vibe or evil presence surrounding this town... Ta ta for now fans ❤️
By April N. Edwards4 years ago in Humans
