Trust

Chapter Four

Ketara Greene

Trevor Jackson hadn't changed that much in all the time that I've known him. He was still egotistical. He was still flashy. He was still showy. Everything about him that disgusted me years ago still disgusted me, minus the fact that he was in my face as if my name were Beyonce Giselle Knowles. I was trying my hardest not to be disrespectful but the other thing about Trevor was that for some reason he didn't truly get the hint when it was offered to him.

"I'm sayin' though, how you been? You lookin' good."

"I'm fine, thank you. Have a nice day."

I was walking away from a class we had together, and my next destination would lead me to the classroom that Louis would be coming from in about ten minutes time. I was meeting up with him for the first time since classes started. The plan was to grab something to eat together and hang out in Washington Square Park and catch up. We had barely seen each other since we moved in and it was high time, we changed that. I was enjoying my freedom but none of it meant a damn thing if he wasn't around.

"Wait a minute, sis! I'm trying to catch up with you."

I stopped in place and turned on my heel. I waited for him to catch up with me and waited for him to say something. He stared at me and I gave him the blankest stare that I could. Trevor smirked and I rolled my eyes and turned around. He grabbed my wrist to keep me from leaving and that's when I snatched it back.

"You caught up with me. You have nothing worth shit to say as usual, so I'm on my way. Have a good day, Trevor."

"Yo, don't tell me you hate the kid?"

I kept walking but he kept up the pace this time around. I found myself rolling my eyes hard as he started babbling. I wish I could tell you what he said because honestly, I just found myself wishing that I could politely turn around, spit in his face and then keep going.

"You haven't given me much reason to like you, Trevor." I said, cutting off whatever it was he was talking about, "You were a piece of shit back then and I don't think you're much different now."

Trevor went quiet as if I had slapped him and I almost caught myself laughing. I knew later on I needed to explore the reasons I was still angry with this man because elementary was ages ago. Still, I remembered that in school he was the ringleader that made it cool for people to hate on me. I also remembered that he was the one that stepped in between me and Louis being friends. Most of my issues that stemmed in school all came back to him being the root. That was enough for me to have inhaled deeply and unceremoniously spit in his face.

"I don't even get the hostility though. That was years ago in elementary school. We grown now so...what's the big deal? You're dating a nigga who joked on you daily so what's different about me?"

"Louis actually felt guilty for his bullshit. Besides, he's sexier than you,"

Which was true, whether I was with Louis or not. Trevor was never a slacker, but I'd be a liar if I didn't say that Louis didn't inspire wet dreams from the members of the opposite sex...that swung that way.

"And let's be clear, Jackson. You can't even compare yourself to him in that way because you're the reason he even joked on me like that. You felt like because I was fat, I didn't deserve his time when fuck you and everybody who thinks that way, I was worthy simply because I was a good person and a good friend..."

Trevor opened his mouth, but he opened the can of worms. I lifted my finger to cut him off and kept on going.

"I didn't bother a fuckin' soul back then but you had everything in the world to say to me because I was fat. You made basic bitches feel better about themselves because of the way you continuously called me fat and praised them. How the fuck do you think I look wanting to be friends with someone who was responsible for many of my life's struggles, who was responsible for a huge part of why my self-esteem was so low. So how do I even believe you truly want to be friends with me? How does that even work..."