Remember when I said I was crazy?? Don’t judge me on this one. Seriously. I met a guy. He was sweet, tall dark and handsome. Needless to say there were plenty of females on his case, but he always seemed to have it all under control. I fell in love. I’m a lover….I catch feelings as though my life depends on it. I might need a therapist. Anyway, I caught feelings. I told this guy how I felt and he asked me what I wanted. I just thought God had delivered this one just for me. How many guys ask us what we want these days. Most guys try and avoid this conversation and usually make you feel bad for asking. I told him I wanted a relationship and he asked if I was sure. Bruh! Had I ever been more sure??
So we became boyfriend and girlfriend. First month, AMAZING! We are together all the time. We talk, we joke, we laugh. The “I love you” came and it was reciprocated. I was in heaven. Second month, still the same but a few issues; females on the phone after hours! I tried to understand that the business he was in was 24hrs but I also understood females. I always said, “Tell them to call you within office hours”. One day he answered the phone and called this girl “Babe”! I went ballistic, he explained he was just trying to keep relations cool for the sake of business. He apologised profusely and I believed him. Don’t judge me, I did say I was in love.
After 3 months, I had had enough! I give every guy I get into a relationship with time to get rid of his hoes. We were talking and you had hoes, just cause we are in a relationship doesn’t mean you have to copy and paste a “I’m in a relationship now so we can’t talk anymore” text. You drop your hoes gently. I’ve come to accept that…..but these hoes were not dropping. I raised my concerns and said I wanted to leave. I was unhappy. Why am I sharing my man’s time with other girls. I feed off my man’s attention and if I ain’t getting 100%, I’ll notice.
Me saying this didn’t go down too well. We fought. I said things. He said things. I did things. He did things. We didn’t talk for a couple days and he said he wanted to fix things. I was like cool. In this time his attitude changed….errrr obviously I noticed. So the crazy Cookie kicked in. I’m trying to be honest, so don’t judge me. Here goes.
He said he was coming to see me after a night out. He was a no show! He ended up in an area we both had never been before. Google maps told me. Yeah I checked! He then tried to tell me he’d got so drunk he went to his Aunt’s. But hold on, every other time you’re drunk, you call me!!! I didn’t buy it, but I don’t talk without knowing the full story. I had to do more digging.
It happened again, this time he claimed the police arrested him cause they thought he was up to something he wasn’t. I’ve dated drug dealers, fraudsters and this one was just a liar! I didn’t buy it. I still needed more evidence.
One night out, he started an argument with me unnecessarily. I was about to say f*** this and walk out, when I realised how dodgy that was. So, I began another investigation. Yes, investigation. I put myself in his shoes. I thought,
If I was him and I was cheating what would I do?
I followed his footsteps. He doesn’t know this part, so he’s gonna read this and realise I’m much more crazy that he thought. I went to his favourite shop that we went to after a night out, he wasn’t there. Next stop was his house, and VOILA!!! There he was, sitting in this car with another woman!!!
Part of me was happy. I don’t like o be crazy for no reason. When I act crazy, there’s always a reason. She was wondering who I was. I went and messed up the whole situation, but here’s the kicker. He defended himself to HER, not to me. He said,
Babe, this is my ex I was talking about
This is when I knew I was Billy Mitchell! No seriously. I was fuming. I had said to this guy I wanted to leave but he had told me he loved me countless times and he wanted to fix it. Obviously this situation didn’t end well but if you want details, it’ll have to be a different post.
He came to apologise later that day but I was sure I would never take him back. The moment he explained himself to her, he made a choice that set my decision for good. He didn’t respect me and I didn’t want that.
Funny thing is, they had been together for 2 weeks. She was angry and she said she wasn’t gonna go back. I said the same. The difference is I stuck by it and they were together for a while after that.
I felt a bit like a side chick after this. Was I the “side chick”?
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