Check Your Facts…
- smartgirllogic

- Apr 14, 2018
- 6 min read
Lust is stupid, Lust is blind, Lust means slowly losing my mind. After a bad break up from my long time boyfriend. I vowed to never let another guy break my heart the way he did. To never let another guy make a fool out of me the way he did. And most importantly to never let another guy catch my ass slipping. I gave this boy all that I had! I was there for him when his family wasn’t! I made sure he never went without if I could help it, and he had the nerve to cheat on me! Not once, but at least twice! Ughhh! But I loved him, so I believed he would change and then one day, he decided he did not want to face me and admit what he had done. So he threw away all that we had and he gave no explanation for why it was suddenly over. So the summer after we broke up I went through my “hoe phase”. I signed up for a few dating apps and had a bunch of matches. I definitely started feeling myself and the confidence these matches gave me boosted the hell out of my ego. So I went out on dates with a few guys I met and ended up having relations with 3 of them. Then I woke up one morning and remembered this was not the girl who I was raised to be. I had temporarily thrown my morals away because I was hurt, angry and horny. So I switched it up and went back to the old me. I still used the dating apps but wasn’t hooking up with guys and was only giving the time of day to they guys who really wanted it. Some time had passed and after realizing that all guys are liars and one thing after another, I went on a hiatus. I got on occasionally and would swipe hoping I got a match worth my time. One evening I was minding my business and got a message from a guy I had matched almost a year ago. He came off so polite, sweet and very interested in getting to know me. (Side note: One thing to know about me, I’m a busy person so I wasn’t always good about replying to texts and phone calls.)
So a couple hours or a day would go by and I would forget to follow up. He would send me another message saying something sweet or asking how my day was. We messaged through the app for a about a week, then I decided I was interested and gave him my number. At first he did well with communicating. The first time we spoke on the phone there was instant chemistry and we talked for hours. After about 2 weeks, I noticed he started taking longer to text back and started canceling plans. I let it slide because he told me he was working full time and in grad school so I understood, but there was one problem, I started to like him. How could I start liking a guy this soon? Was I being naive because I wasn’t trying to read between the lines? This was all frustrating and confusing. So eventually we met up for our first “date”. It was very impromptu. I had gotten my hair done that day and he was dying to finally see me. So he drove to my friends house and we sat in his car and talked for hours. I had never been with a guy who was almost 30, so I was intrigued by his maturity and all that he brought to the table. Of course during our conversation slight flirty jabs were thrown and eventually I figured out he was ticklish, and you know I used this to my advantage. Making this man curl up was fun to watch, but little did I know the tables were going to turn. He went into kiss me and the connection was out of this world. When I tell you I would have given him all of me in the car in my friend’s neighborhood…I mean ALL! But I kept my composure and made him stay neck up. Eventually we went back to talking and before I knew it, it was 4am, so we decided to call it a night. Like a gentleman he asked me to stay at my friend’s house and wanted me to text him when I got home the next morning so he knew I made it safely, and I obliged. After that meeting he went back to inconsistently texting, but now he was taking days to reply back. I was so confused. Fast forward to November. He hit me up letting me know he had just moved and wanted to show me his new place. I hadn’t seen him in almost 2 months, so I was excited when I got the invite. We originally lived 20 minutes from each other, but his new spot was now an hour away *eyeroll*. I went there and he didn’t have everything together which I expected. But what he did have was a bottle of wine and his iPad playing old school jams. I should have known better. I decided not to drink because I figured that would help me avoid temptation.
Yeah so about that, he hit your girls spot and won the prize. Afterwards while we were lying there he starts complimenting me and then tells me how he likes me. I’m shook. So I don’t recall saying I like you back right away. But what I do remember is joking with him that his “girlfriend” was going to come home any second so I needed to bounce.
30 minutes later I left.
After that things got even weirder. Texts and phone calls weren’t being returned for weeks. Then he would text me first and I’d reply and get no response back. I was convinced I was blocked because there HAD to be another woman. It was holiday season so I’m sure she was at his family’s for thanksgiving and Christmas and you know they had to spend New Years together. So whatever, I wrote it off to the game. My feelings were hurt but I had no proof to confirm my theory. Then in January he added me on Facebook. The ghost has reappeared. I accepted the request but that was all that I did. Time goes by and no message. Right before valentine’s day he text me, but because I’m boycotting him I don’t reply. A few days later, drunk and horny I hit him up on Facebook, smh. From there we start chatting again and texting eventually. We set up a day to hang out. I drive all the way back out to see him. Determined not to have it end like last time, I try to keep my space. I failed again! But this time was different, I didn’t have thoughts of liking or being with him, but I wanted to know if there was someone else.
I probed after we had sex trying to get whatever I could out of him, but he didn’t crack. So we ended our night but I just had this gut feeling I couldn’t let go. But the FBI agent in me cracked the case. I went through his Facebook friends and found this girl’s name that I remembered seeing in his favorite’s when we first hung out. Went to home girl’s page and there it was! Pictures from valentine’s day, New Years and her birthday in November! How could I be so stupid?! How did I not find this information 2 months ago? Rage began to set in, so I sent his ass the longest text fussing him out about lying and cheating on his girl. Of course he claimed they were broken up and that I should have checked my facts first before I went off, but the pictures don’t lie boo! Long story short he blocked me *rolls eyes*. So I debated long and hard about if I should tell shorty about her cheating man or just mind my business. I eventually decided to stay in my lane, but checked up on her page.
So a couple weeks go by and I noticed things I didn’t when I found all the pictures. Another guy was commenting on her pictures of her, and the guy I was talking to. I go to this mystery guy’s page and his profile picture is him and the girl. So now I’m hella confused. I went back to shorty’s page last week to find out more about her mystery man. There are hardly any pictures of the dude I was talking to on her page anymore, but hella comments from her mystery man. I then go to his page and he’s got endless pictures of the two of them. And the gag was? They’re engaged now!! It turns out she left the guy I was talking too and got engaged to the new guy in less than 4 months.
Moral of the story: what goes around comes back around



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