How It All Started

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  July 10th 2014. The day I got my very first boyfriend, and welcomed the first guy who would cause so much distress in my life later on into my heart. 2 weeks into our relationship, a day after his birthday, I finally pieced together all the hints I was finding from lurking on Instagram, and realized my boyfriend had another girlfriend at the same time. The very girl he told me was his best friend, the girl he spent his birthday with because their families are tight. Mind you I was 14 and my mom wasn't down with the whole boyfriend thing, so it wasn't like I would've been able to spend the day with him. July 24th, the day I broke up with him, I cried my eyes out, wondering what I did to him in two weeks for him to decide to hurt me so bad. Something I never fully understood. About a week or two later he was back on my line asking me to take him back. I thought about it. I really wanted a boyfriend and had been praying for one for at least a year by then. And God sent me to him to make realize the truth, I didn't need one. I didn't take him back right away because I wanted to make sure I would be single for the cruise I was about to embark on in about two weeks. I didn't meet anyone who particularly caught my attention on the boat and I still wanted a boyfriend at this time more than anything so I took him back. We dated for about ten months after the initial break up. I broke up with him a month before his birthday, giving him enough time to find someone else to spend his birthday with if he wanted. I loved him to the point where it was unhealthy for me, I had no choice but to end it. It was summer time and promptly after my long time relationship with my ex ended I began talking to another guy. He wasn't my type, in fact the polar opposite of my type, he was a thug, involved in gangs, drank, and smoked.  I tried to like him but the feelings just weren't there. Eventually we stopped talking but every so often he pops up in my life. After him a boy that I had been crushing on since sixth grade, mind you I was entering my sophomore year in high school, hit me up and we became close. Really close. That was my baby man. We fell off but picked back up. The beginning of sophomore year is also when I became involved in my youth group at church. There were a few boys there too that I found myself getting involved with. But there was one in particular that was in the background of all of my situationships up until the summer of 2016 when I made him my priority. But before he became the priority there was one more guy that came in my life and swept me off my feet for about three weeks before he showed me the asshole he is. Once this ended, my vision shifted primarily to the guy from my church. He demolished my heart after I had been crushing on him for a year. At  this point I made the conscious decision to get every single one of the guys that did me wrong back in the worst way. This book is a revenge manual. Game on. 

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