On The Rebound

 

Since Krys has joined us on this blog I figured I might as well get the story of Rebound over with. I’m going to try to make it fit into one post, but it may be a bit long.

Rebound was my best friend in high school. Looking back on it, I realize that he wasn’t the great guy that I remember him being. My vision on it all was a bit cloudy. He was my closest friend and I spent a lot of time with him, but I didn’t really know him as well as I thought I did. Of course, there were clues, but I ignored all that. The biggest clue of all should’ve been the way he played with my emotions.

He was my friend and I expected nothing more than that. Throughout majority of our friendship he was dating the same girl. I didn’t like her, but I had my reasons and they were valid. But he was in love and I figured I would let him make his own mistakes. She didn’t like me either. And then there was the fact that I was sleeping with her man. I’m not actually sure how that came to be, but it happened. A few times. And it was great, and I fell head over heels. Stupid. He was my friend, but he never attempted to become more than that, other than the occasional sex.

So life goes on. He graduates and goes into the military and moves away. I basically never hear from him again after his last visit home. His mom passed away that year and he had no more family in the area. Sure, I thought about him from time to time and wondered how he was doing, but that was it. And then one day I get a friend request from Facebook and it his him. OMG. Talk about excited. I accepted and it was like all this time never passed. He was the same guy I could talk to about anything. And dammit, he had moved back into the city.

This was during the end of my relationship with Daniel. Rebound was there for me to vent to. I told him the things that I didn’t tell Ty. He was supportive through it all and made it clear that he wanted me out of that relationship. He said it was going to end badly and he didn’t want me hurt or worse. I knew this was true, but how was I going to support my kids on my own? I never had time to think about it. Daniel attacked me one day with a knife and it was over. I had my cell phone in my hand and called 911 as soon as I realized the fight was getting out of hand. The police were the ones to get him out of the house. I never let him back in.

That was a horrible day. I cried all over Ty and Rebound came by later and I cried all over him and then some. Huge mistake. What do I end up doing? I jump from a relationship with Daniel into a kinda relationship with Rebound. I forgot to mention he was back in the city, but he was also back with her, his high school sweetheart. He made up all sorts of excuses about how it was convenient and they weren’t even close anymore. He wanted out, but needed to make sure she would be able to support herself first. She had three children (none of which were his) and just one job.

I was just fresh out of my relationship and unsure of where I was going so this was okay for me, for a while anyway. He was still there for me to talk to and he would visit every now and then. I was okay. But things started changing. He didn’t call anymore and had little time to talk to me. He was lying to me and I was catching him at it. He wasn’t very good at it. I was getting a very bad feeling about him and Ty was like “forget his ass”. But this was the guy that I was so close to at one point in time and I started making excuses for him myself. He was a damn jerk towards me but then he would plan these great weekends for us. Took me a while to realize that I was paying for most of it myself. Stupid.

I had started to get smart and I stopped calling him. It was time to move on and I tried my best. I started dating other people. Went on a few dates here and there. He would call me every few days asking me why I was ignoring him. Gave me a sense of power. I liked it. But I was sure there was no future for us and I needed to just forget about him. And then he shocked the hell out of me. He dumped the girl. (Now that I’ve gotten to know him better, I’m thinking she kicked him out.) So he ended up staying with me for a while. Stupid again.

He wasn’t there long. When I let him move in he told me that he had planned on leaving. He wanted to be with me, but he needed to go visit with his son for a little while. His son lives in Nevada with his mother and it’s been a while since he was able to visit with him.  Story sounded okay, but it rubbed me the wrong way. The couple of weeks he was with me were okay. He already knew my kids and they got along great. But he definitely didn’t act like a man who wanted to be with me. He went out most nights and came back only after I was asleep.

He booked a flight to Nevada on his own. I questioned the trip. I didn’t know how he was going to get there and I was not going to be out of pocket anything. His place of employment had closed down so he had been without a job for a couple of months. No, I wasn’t supporting him other than giving him a place to stay. But he planned his trip and he was real excited about it. He packed his things. And when he packed, he packed everything. He wasn’t coming back. I was certain. He said otherwise, but I knew he was lying. I figured he was just trying to get back with his baby’s momma.

He tried sneaking off when he finally left, but that didn’t work. He actually tried leaving without telling me. He had tried to get me to take him to Atlanta, cause that was where he wanted to fly out of. I refused. I was in no mood to finance a trip to Atlanta. He tells me that he thought I didn’t care so he was just leaving. He found a ride and they were ready to leave right then. I should’ve paid more attention when I told him good-bye. He left my house and took my laptop with him. Talk about pissed. He tried convincing me that he didn’t take it and it was still at the house, but I know where I keep my things and so do my children. It was definitely over. I wanted nothing else to do with him.

But FB brought him right back into my life. Turns out there was another female that he was courting. I wouldn’t have cared, but dammit, it was my cousin.

Yep, I can really pick ’em. Stay tuned for my next post for the rest of the story. Krystal is gonna help out with it too.

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