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| I was dating a guy that I really liked, I mean loved. He made me happy, he was like no one I ever dated. He could deal with my mood swings, he made me laugh, he did small things sweet things for me and everything. I met while working at the same place, I was still in school (senior year) and he was from California coming to a small town in Texas. He lived in his grandma's house turn to his mom's house then she moved to some state up north and he moved in (raggedy old house) and he didn't have a car. I didn't judge him for it because I still lived with my mom and I didn't have a car either. My mom kinda liked him and i eventually met his mom when she came to visit and she like me too. We quit our jobs, I quit mine first cuz I wanted to make sure my grades were above a C and he quit cuz he found a job close to his house. During the relationship my "Bullshit Alarm" didn't go off, so I open up a lot to him. And i saw that he was struggling so I helped him out, like I would clean up some of the house and he'd appreciate it and helped pay one of his bills. When school ended and I graduated my mom let me spent the night (kind of like daycare) sometimes i'd stay 3-4 nights straight. I was really happy being with him just laying in his arms, talking about stuff, our future. his clients started to but a strain on our relationship, he produce beats (something he use to do in Cali) and I felt that his clients were a bad influence and when he would get upset he would take it out on me by being rude ending in one of us leaving the room, usually him. It didn't happen a lot, though. One day after the third day over his house I was upset that he never do any thing to improve himself or his living conditions and it wasn't like it was the first time i said any thing or asking he to buy a car when I know he was having as it is but stuff like cleaning up after himself like stuff that was a health hazard and he was just being lazy. When I left I told him I wasn't coming back until he changed his ways. He toke it as "I'm breaking up with you". He called me after he got off of work and broke up with me, he felt that he wasn't good enough for me and that we need to go our separate ways. I didn't believe it, because he knows i would do anything for him because i love him and I know he's struggling. What kind of girlfriend would I be if I left him in his worst? A few days later I went over his house trying to talk it out cuz I hate talking on the phone with him unfortunately I didn't have a ride back home so I had to stay the night. "I" thought like we patched things up but i guess i was assuming things again. He felt that we were still broken up but "cool". I felt like that my actions were in vain and so I told him I'll never back and that I'm sorry i wasted his time. He told me to never come back. I was upset for a few days and then hung out my friends for a bit (it was in the evening time) they had asked me about the break up and I had handled it well the first two times but broke down the third time and realize how much I really missed him. I had freshman orientation the next day so that night i tried to call him to ask if i could come over and to try again to get us back together or see if we can be friends since the relationship kind of ended on good terms. I was trying so hard to get us back together because i felt that if thats the only reason that he was breaking up with then we can work it out together. he didn't have to break up with me to become a better person. Ok, so i tried to call to see if I could come over, he picked up the phone and before I even said any thing he blurred out "I'm about to get drunk off my ass so if I don't call you tonight then I'll call you tomorrow" so i'll was like alright and thought I'll call him after orientation. Orientation comes and ends and while I was waiting on my mom to pick me up I started calling him. I called him a bunch of times cuz knew he was home because he has Thursdays off. I called him and called him because I wanted to know if I could come before my mom pick me up. At first I thought his phone wasn't charge (he does that a lot) and there is places in his house that don't signal or he left his phone at work which he does a lot too. He didn't pick up so I wanted to see what was the deal? I thought it was kinda weird that I saw one of his client's car sitting out front and didn't hear any music but sometimes they come over to talk so i shook it off.
The Moment You've Been Waiting For
I knocked on the door and one of the clients that I knew open the door. I walked inside and wonder where my ex was so i when straight to his bed room and to my surprise he was in bed asleep SPOONING WITH THIS WHITE SKANKY BITCH!!! It toke me a moment to realize what was going on. So i was like "who's this" like she was suppose to get up and introduce herself shake my hand. It finally clicked. I walked out the house called my mother and by the time I was outside I was in full blown tears. I told my mother to come pick my up and that don't want to talk about it. At the time I did not know my mom was at the beauty shop down the street getting her hair done. I leaned on the client's car and began to cry, the client who opened the door and own the car came out and told me that that was his girlfriend and that was sleeping in the bed with my ex because he was sleeping on the couch. It did not make sense to me because I knew for fact he had a girlfriend and she was a nice girl. So I called him a liar and he tried to defend my ex then I asked "then why didn't he come out and tell me that himself?" then he said he was about to go get him. my mom pulled up a minute after he went inside and asked me what the hell is going on I told her that me and my ex had broke up some time ago and I found him in bed with a white girl, she told me to get in the car and we went back to the beauty shop and i sat on the waiting room where the people couldn't see me and started crying. Then my phone ranged and the caller ID said it was from him so I went outside to talk. I picked up the phone and it was the white skank that was in bed with him. I started yelling because I was beyond pissed. I didn't see why I had to talk to her she started telling me to calm down and I was yelling "I don't want to talk to you" so said these words to me "its over. He broke up with you and he has moved on. Get over it." I told her to put him on the phone and I hear her say some thing in the back ground and then he said "hello?" |
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