Ebony's Chronicles

Dirty Diana

[Text Message Conversation]

Unknown: 👀

Peter: who this?

Unknown: is this peter?

Peter: yeah who this?

Unknown: take a wild guess?

Peter: yo stop playing on my phone before I block you 🙄

Unknown: it's Diana fool 🤦🏽‍♀️

Peter: Diana Carter?

Unknown: yes it's me

Peter: wassup it's been a long time... (Saving Diana's number)

Toxic: ikr how you been? Imy 😍

Peter: I've been happily married 🤷🏾‍♂️

Toxic: wow congratulations!!!!! When was this?

Peter: last year April

Toxic: I didn't get an invite tho 🙄

Peter: you were nowhere to be found

Toxic: you got me on social media 🙄

Peter: you blocked me from all of your social medias remember?

Toxic: oh yeah lol well I'm sorry I was going through something at the time

Peter: you're always going through something 🙄

Toxic: wow

Peter: look what do you want?

Toxic: can we meet up?

Peter: for what? 👀

Toxic: it's a lot

Peter: you can call later

Toxic: no I want to meet up no funny shit

Peter: what could be so important?

Toxic: there's some things I want to discuss with you please Peter meet me at the Bellmore Hotel at 9pm

Peter: hotel? Nah you see 🤦🏾‍♂️

Toxic: thats where I'm staying because I'm homeless asshole 😡

Peter: sorry

Toxic: so you coming tonight or what?

Peter: alright I'll be there...

Toxic: cool the room number is 409

Peter: okay see you later

Alright, to make a long story short, Diana is my ex. I met her 8 years ago on this dating app; it was like love at first sight when we met. I loved her and I guess she loved me, but we were Inseparable. We did everything together, and not for nothing, she took my virginity. I felt complete with her to the point I purpose to her 6 years ago, and she declined.

It hurt like shit but I respect it because she wasn't ready and I wasn't going anywhere, so I was gonna be there till she was ready. Two months after I purposed she disappeared on me. Diana went straight ghost. She changed her number on me and deactivated all her social media pages. I can't lie, I was on the verge of committing suicide. Without my friends and family, I would have been gone.

With their help and support I was able to move on from the hurt, so I thought. The next following year I met this girl named Vanessa Peters. Vanessa was cool but she wasn't Diana at all. I didn't get the same butterflies I used to get when I was with Diana, but she was cool and nice. Things were moving smooth between us until Diana made her return back into my life and swept me away from Vanessa only to disappear from my life again.