We Don’t Have A Fucking Doorbell - Funny Story
So a couple years I moved out of state with a
boyfriend.
Was super excited about it but with reason had anxiety about being
so far from friends and family.
One of the ways my anxiety was coming out was
with nightmares
and night terrors.
I’d wake up violently sitting up in a cold
sweat, gasping and
whatnot.
On one particular night I had woken up the sound of
our doorbell
ringing.
Which at 4 in the morning is fucking nerve wracking.
So I
shook my boyfriend fully awake and told him I heard the
doorbell and to go
check it because I was scared.
He quickly jumps up.
Puts on clothes and grabs a
bat.
Goes all the way to the front door and opens it.
I, scared shitless, am
peeking around the corner watching it all go
down.
I see him step outside and I
nervously await the verdict of the
situation when I hear him call out to me.
“Babe?” And I respond real shaky, “Yes?” He stands in the doorway
with a real
frustrated tired look in his eyes and says, “We don’t have
a fucking doorbell.”
Thank You...
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