Good Riddance

It appears that Krystal got a little excited and couldn’t wait for me to start telling the story. I’m going to try to pick up where she left off.

I had finally reached my breaking point and I no longer wanted to tease Rebound. I didn’t want him thinking that I was in love with him when I didn’t even like him. He was already planning our lives for when he got back. He tells me that he had just bought a car in Vegas and it was cheaper for him to fly home instead of driving. He decided that we would take a vacation together in a couple of weeks. A road trip. We’ll drive my car over to Vegas and then drive both cars back. All I could hear was I want you to pay for a road trip so I can get my car. Oh yeah, I want you to pay to drive my car back home too. I was done.

I took some time off from work and drove over to Krystal’s apartment. We decided that we would just end it over the phone. He was waiting for me to call him back and give him an answer about the road trip. I had already said no, but he was giving me time to think about it some more. My answer was still no, hell no.

We didn’t really have a plan for what we were going to do. We just sat down together and I handed her my phone. It’s amazing how I can never get him to answer the phone when I want to talk to him, but he will answer immediately if he wants something. Krystal used my phone to call him and he answered. And then he hung up.

I didn’t realize that he would be such a wimp about it. As soon as he heard Krystal’s voice, he hung up. She gave me the phone back and I tried calling him this time. He didn’t answer. She tried calling on her phone and still he didn’t answer. I sent him a text message asking him why he hung up on me. His response, you didn’t call me. I acted as if I didn’t know what he was talking about.

Me: Who’s Krystal?

Rebound: Just a girl I know. She dating one of the boys I hang with.

Me: Oh really? That’s not what she says. She says she’s dating you.

Rebound: Don’t belive her shit. She playing some game. I barely even know her.

Me: You barely know her, but she went with you to Atlanta.

Rebound: Not just her. Her man drove me. She just rode along.

This was true, kinda. Krystal told me that he wanted it to be just the two of them, but she wouldn’t go. He asked Hood for a ride and then asked her to join them. The three of them rode to Atlanta together, but Rebound focused on her completely. And Hood was not her man. This I already knew. I’ve known Hood as long as I’ve known Krys. He has always been there.

Me: idk. She sounds pretty sure.

Rebound: Bitch lying. She don’t know me like that.

While I’m having this text conversation with him, Krystal is also having a conversation with him. She was giving him the full force of her temper (not a pretty sight) and he was still trying to get with me. He was trying to calm her down at the same time. We let him think that we had run into each other while I was out to lunch.

Me: So you calling my cousin a liar?

Silence. Yes, this was the best part for me. He stopped talking to Krystal too. Planning his next move. I didn’t say anything else. I just waited for him to come up with the lie he was going to use. I knew that he wouldn’t just walk away. He wanted something from me and he was going to keep working me until he got it.

Rebound: You going to believe her over me?

So his next move was to blame me. Make me feel guilty. Wrong choice. I already knew that he was a lying SOB. But now with the help of my dear cousin, I knew that he was the worst level of SOB. Damn, men make me stupid sometimes.

Me: She family. Why would she lie to me? I’d tell her momma. (I would too. Well, not her momma, her grandmomma. Very intimidating.)

Rebound: I don’t know why she lying. She crazy. She obsessed with me.

Me: Really? She says you the one chasing her.

Rebound: Fuck no. I never chased her. She won’t leave me alone.

Me: Then how she get your number? You had to give it to her.

He had this habit of changing his phone number every couple of months. He was running away from something. Probably a woman, but it could be anything. He changed his number again when he went to Vegas. He was out of touch for a while, but when he wanted something from me he calls to give me his number. Krystal had his new number, therefore he had to give it to her. In fact, she had it before me. She was the first one to give it to me. Because she already gave it to me I recognized the number when he finally called.

Rebound: I didn’t. I don’t know how she got my number. Baby, don’t let her come between us.

Me: You’ve lied to me before. I’m supposed to believe you now that you’ve been caught.

Rebound: Not caught. I didn’t do anything wrong. I never touched the girl.

Again, this was true. Krystal said she wouldn’t let him touch her. She was not his woman and he had no right to touch her. She thought that he was still with his highschool sweetheart and she wasn’t about to be his girl on the side. She told him that if he could prove that he wasn’t with her then they could have something. He hadn’t been able to prove it. He couldn’t invite Krystal over to “his” place cause it was mine. He wasn’t with her, but he was with me. He sure tried his best to get in her pants though. I read some of the messages. I let Krys know that she wasn’t missing out on anything. It was better back in highschool.

Rebound: Baby, not over the phone. We can talk when I get back home.

Me: I don’t need to talk.

Rebound: I’ll be home soon.

Me: Ok, but home is not my house.

Rebound: Baby please.

This was about the time Krystal sent him the text about the laptop. Something like your ass need to stop lying and give cuz back her laptop. You know you got it. I know you got it.

Rebound: I’m sorry bout the computer. I plan on bringing it back.

Me: You been lying about it the whole time.

Rebound: I took it without asking, but I intended on bringing it back with me. I didn’t want you mad at me.

Me: I don’t believe that. How is you lying supposed to make it better?

Rebound: You gonna get it back.

Me: Good.

He had some legal issues and was currently on probation. He never told me this. I found this out from Ty. Ty ran a background check on him and gave me her findings. He was just like my ex, other than the beating on me. But according to his background check he had been arrested for beating on the girl he was living with. Damn. I sure can pick ’em. The point is, he didn’t need me pressing charges against him. His ass would go right back to jail.

He kept on trying to convince me to forgive him. He even had the nerve to try to convince me to get him a plane ticket so we could talk about it. How difficult is it to understand that I do not want to talk about it? I’ve made up my mind.

Me: It’s over. You can stay there. I have no place for you.

Rebound: Baby. She lying.

I didn’t respond. I didn’t respond to any of his texts or phone calls for over a week. He finally stopped trying. At least for a little while. I figured that he would just stay in Vegas, but something was drawing him back here. I don’t know how he did it, but he did make his way back to town. I haven’t seen him, but he calls every now and then to tell me that he loves me. He knows that he was wrong, but he’s saved now. He is ready to truly be with me. Krystal and I have a good laugh over this. He tells her the same thing.

I was able to move on from Rebound with no problem. I deserve better than that and I know this. My judgement about men still isn’t all that great, but at least I’m free from Daniel and Rebound. Kinda. Daniel is still a pain in the ass. I can’t be completely rid of him because of our child, but dammit I wish he would just disappear. The other men in my life find it so easy to disappear. I need that to rub off on him.

So that’s the story of Rebound. A part of it anyway. There’s other crap that went on, but nothing as bad as I’ve already told you. And no, I never got my laptop back.

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So This Is Me

Hi all, my name is Krystal and I’m new to this blog. I’ve known about this blog since Bobbie first starting posting on it. She told me about it and I checked it out. I found out quite a bit about my cuz that I didn’t know. Shocker. It’s true that we were never really close before we ended up with roles in the soap opera she calls Rebound, but we are family. Usually you hear things about what’s going on with everyone else. You didn’t really hear a lot about Bobbie though. We are from different branches of the family. My side is more vocal and I guess “ghetto”. Not me though, of course not.  Bobbie’s side is very conservative.

About me. I’m 25 years old. I work as a LPN at the hospital. I’m single, no children, living on my own. You would think things would be easy for me, but hell no. I find myself struggling alot and Bobbie has helped me out some, but she is having a hard time now too. I trying to make improvements to my life and going back to school is the first step for me. Bobbie has helped me there. She’s actually been really great to me and I’m thankful, but I need to grow up and do some things on my own.

I grew up in a very confused household. My parents were never married. My dad has not ever been a large part of my life. I do know who he is and he does know who I am, but we just don’t talk. My mom wasn’t a large part of my early years either. She had me young and had things that she wanted to do with her life and my grandmother took up the responsibility of raising me. She is the woman I call Momma. Most people believe that she is the woman who gave birth to me, but no she did not. In fact, she gave birth to my Uncle Joe three months before I was born.  Yep, my uncle and I are the same age.

Things were tight with money growing up and I wanted better than that when I finally became a grown up. That has not exactly happened yet. I’m not struggling so much that I’m begging for help, but things are hard. It’s my fault too. I think that since I’m not raising kids that I can spend my money on whatever I want. I can, but bills gotta be paid too. Shopping is just too addicting. I like going out with my girls too and you can’t always depend on guys to pay your way.

I’m dating, nothing serious yet. I do believe in true love, but not sure if it’s for me. I didn’t grow up around that. My Momma was a single mother. My mom was too when she got her act together, so is my aunt and majority of the women on my side of the family. I’m not used to having a good man in my life or around my family. Honestly, I don’t believe that they exist.  Just use them for what they are good for and let them move on cause they are going to anyway.

Bobbie tells me that this is wrong. Good men are out there, they are just hiding and you have to find them. She is on her little hunt now and tells me that I’m on my hunt as well. I don’t agree. I’m not looking for a man, I don’t think. Yes, I like male attention and enjoying spending time with them, but don’t think that married life is for me.

There is one man in my life that I find trustworthy, for the most part.  I’m gonna call him Hood, well everybody calls him Hood. He’s not your average hood boy, but likes to think that he is. He is also my best friend. We grew up together. He started out being friends with my Uncle Joe but I was always there that we became friends too. There has never been anything romantic between the two of us and I have never wanted there to be. He’s just a good guy that is there when I need him. And I’m there for him when he needs me, which is a lot. I’m the one who has to get these hos out his life when they get out of hand. But he my boy and I can do that.

That’s me, like my road sign says. Bobbie makes those by the way. Ty and I tell her what our posts are going to be about and she comes up with those little signs for us. I think they cute. She tends to go overboard with stuff though. Love her, but she gonna wear herself out. I think I’m gonna help her with that. The least I can do.

Here’s Krystal!

 

This blog was intended as an outlet for Ty and myself. Ty was all excited about it in the preparation stage, but now that the blog is up and running she has gotten nervous about actually posting. She’s not running away, but she’s not as active as we intended.

Ty and I are the best of friends and we share everything with each other, but we are not the only people that we talk with. I don’t hide my problems from everyone, but I don’t make them public either. I have noticed that there are ladies everywhere that have similar issues to my own. It’s so easy talking to people who know exactly what you are going through or have a part in it in some way.

Krystal, our new author, is my cousin. We are a few years apart in age and we didn’t acutally know each other that well until about a year ago. True, we were aware of each other, we’re family, but other than family reunions we didn’t spend a lot of time together. And then something, no, someone happened. Krystal actually plays a big part in the play that was Rebound. It’s one hell of a story and we will tell it soon.

Krystal is different than Ty and I. She has never been in a serious relationship and for the most part enjoys being single. I can’t tell you much other than that. I’ll leave it for her to tell. Krystal has been making changes in her life as well and men play a big part.  Krystal is also an active blogger anyway and actually asked me if she could be a guest blogger. I’ve thought it over and decided to make her a permanent member of the blog. Yes, I talked it over with Ty and she agreed.

Krystal and I have gotten fairly close over this past year and actually have regular date on Thursday nights. She comes over and I make us some drinks. We usually vent about our week and tell about our weekend plans. I usually don’t have any, but she always does. Yeah, I get jealous sometimes.

So, without further ado, here’s krystal…

(I’m sure she’ll make a post soon. lol.)

So Much To Do

 

So much going on these last few days. Things have been crazy at work. I’m been pretty preoccupied and haven’t had time to make the type of posts that I wanted to. I’ve teased you guys about a few things and I want to tell you more. It’s amazing how one person can have so much going on in her life at one time.

I can at least be thankful that there hasn’t been any recent work drama. Sure, things have been crazy at work, but that’s just because I have some deadlines approaching and gotta get some reports done. I’ve had some high maintenance cases come up that I have had to deal with. But all this is normal. Things get hectic for a while and then cool down a little bit. I’m waiting for that cool down period to hurry up and get here.

The men drama have quieted down some too. That’s actually more of me ignoring them all. They have been calling and texting, but I’ve been keeping all conversations brief. I’ve let them all know that things are crazy at work now and I’m just too busy to talk to them during my work hours. I’m also bringing work home so I may be a little distant afterhours as well. I’m just not in the mood to think about what I’m doing wrong. I need a little time to think about exactly what I want. I say that I know what I don’t want, but I keep putting up with it. It’s time to get serious. I’m tired of all this crap. Why can’t things be exactly how I want it? If only it was that easy.

So I apologize for the delay in my posting. I’m not being lazy. I’m just overworked. I’m so damn tired. I’ll be back in full form soon. I’m hoping tomorrow. I send off my report in the morning and I have the possible conclusion to the big case that has been giving me a headache. I’m gonna keep my fingers crossed.

I Feel Pretty

So today I’m just having a great day. No drama went on. No men issues, not crazy girl issues. I just had a great day. I got my hair done today. I am now a redhead, for a while anyway. I’m really liking the look on me. Normally my hair is very difficult to color. It is just too black, but I got it done and it suits me well. Blonde highlights and all. It’s been fun turning heads and getting the extra attention.

It makes Ty jealous. She complains that black men used to notice her, but they don’t anymore. At least not when I’m with her. I have noticed the extra attention that I have been getting from black men. I try to put on the same charm with white men, but have not been getting the same feed back. I did claim the notice of this white guy once, but he wasn’t cute and I’m just not attracted to white men. I’ve always wanted to date a white man (at least once just to be able to say that i did) but haven’t found one to catch my interest. I have a specific type: black male with either a football player or basketball player’s build. I have dated outside of my type, but have not felt the attraction. But anyway, I like to attention and the fact that it irritates Ty only makes it better.

It just makes you feel good to be out with friends and having men come up to you trying to hit on you. If I don’t find them physically appealing I tend to ignore them and pretend that I didn’t realize they were watching me. If I do find them physically appealing I slow down and give them a chance to catch up with me. If the first impression is good I may give them a phone number, but make it clear that I will only exchange text messages with them. You have to be special for me to actually speak with you on the phone. I just don’t like talking to people on the phone unless I actually have something to talk about.

If a guy is trying too hard to get at me and I’m not feeling it, I will not give them my number. I will take theirs, but usually I just throw them away. If I don’t want to talk to you I’m not going to, but I’ll accept their number so they’ll leave me alone. I hate a guy that just won’t take no for an answer. If I told you I’m not interested, nothing you can say or do will make me change my mind.

Ty and I had lunch together today. We both had an office day and were in the same locations at the same time. We had lunch on the first floor of our building in the cafe. It was a good meal. I was talking to her about the changes I have made recently. She is being very supportive of me like she always has been, but she has some doubts about how long these changes are gonna last. I have my doubts as well. This is normal behavior for me. I’ll make changes and plans and stick to it for a little while, but then I’ll get lonesome and we’re back to the same place we were before.

Luckily I haven’t gotten to the point of feeling lonesome yet. I hope that when I do I can remain strong and stay away from these men that I know are no good for me. I know what I want, but I keep settling for less. I don’t want to do that anymore. I am not going to do that anymore. I am pretty and smart. I am superwoman. Damn, I hope this confidence in myself lasts.