I saved the best for last. Trent was 19 years old, living on his own. He and I met one day when I went with my girl shay over to his house to see her boyfriend, one thing lead to another and I ended up in his bed. He was the guy I made my boyfriend, the one who taught me mostly everything I know about sex. He took me to heights I never thought I could reach. He was the one guy who accepted that I might be a little fucked up in the head because he WAS fucked up in the head. Possessive wouldn’t be the word to define my baby, he was way beyond that, looking at me meant you had an eye problem that he’d be happy to solve. Nobody had a right to make eye contact, touch, or get too close to me are there would be a problem. I liked his possessive side because in my mind it was his way of showing he loved me, that he cared, that he wanted me and wasn’t trying to let no one else get what was his. I felt more like a possession with him than anything but Trent had his moments. It was hard not to care about somebody who was breaking bread like he was, He took care of my every need and nothing was too good for his girl. I can’t say I respected him because I disrespected him every chance I got with my doggish ways but I respected his hustle, how he made money & took care of home no matter how mad he got. Don’t go feeling bad for him, he was a cheater as well. I don’t know how many times I caught him down bad. I had a key to his house and he still felt the need to bring his hoes home. I caught him many times but only confronted him about it once, other times I’d just walk out without him knowing I was there. I stayed with him knowing what I knew because I wasn’t “GOOD” myself, how could I judge him when I was doing way worst.
Tony and Trent were Best friends, they both hustled. I know what you’re probably thinking “somebody need to beat this bitch’s ass” and I agree but you don’t know the whole story. They were so much alike yet so different. They were both aggressive, demanding, controlling, and “damn” don’t let me get on the sex. Trent kept me to his self the first 3 months we were together, then he introduced me to his friends. When I met tony I was instantly attracted to him so I stayed my distance. Tony had other Ideas. He would stare me down like Trent wasn’t in the room, by looking in his eyes I knew he felt what I was feeling. Trent had to take care of business out of town so he trusted Tony to take care of me while he was away and he did. He made his move the night Trent left and despite me knowing better I didn’t fight him off. We didn’t leave the room until the day Trent came home. Tony was confident that Trey would never find out and if he did he could handle him. He wanted to make me happy and was okay with whatever time I could give him. I was betraying my man with his best friend but why did something so Wrong Feel so right?
