She Kept Her Word…

I’m almost done with college now; I switched my major three times so that gave me a long college career. I dealt with a lot of women, a lot of fun, and a whole lot of sex. It’s only been one time I have genuinely been hurt in college and it was my freshman year.

I hate to sound conceited but sometimes you just know things. Well my freshman year I was by far the freshest guy on campus. It wasn’t the biggest campus, but still, I had more male groupies than females. The only problem with that is niggas talk just like females do. I would hear I was having sex with girls I never even spoke with, or girls I would talk to say, I was talking to her friend that I never met. It was just silly; I kept to myself and a few guys after a while.

I had a work study job so, I got the opportunity to meet a lot of people I normally wouldn’t. I worked in a dorm checking in and out guest. I would get use to seeing the same people, and it was one girl I would see daily. She made my stomach feel like it was almost to my throat, and I would get goose bumps but still feel hot as hell. I didn’t have the courage to actually say anything to her, but she would always just smile at me and keep it moving.

One day we finally spoke to each other, I was running on the school track, and she was also. I can’t remember exactly what we talked about but I know later that night I ended up chilling in her dorm room. We just sat the whole night and talked. We found out were from the same city, we knew some of the same people from way back in the day. We just clicked, like I never clicked with anyone. I felt so comfortable with her, and she didn’t pressure me to do anything. It was just so natural and cool.

We built a friendship that felt so real to me, I can honestly say that maybe I have been more attracted to other women, but as far as a connection, she was that girl. We would just talk about the most random, dumb things. We never really got to involved in each others personal lives however. Meaning she didn’t ask about hoes, and I didn’t ask about niggas. I felt like she heard all of the rumors however, but she never held it against me, I loved her for that.

One day we were just kickin’ it in her dorm room. She had the bottom bunk and her roommate was on top sleep. Im holding her in my arms spooning I guess. LOL. I turn her around towards me, and just kiss her. She just looks at me for the longest. She has these big ass brown eyes, and I can still remember exactly how she looked at me. She finally kissed me back and we just kept grabbing each other and I ended up between her legs and on top of her. I wanted to fuck her so bad, but her roommate was a blabber mouth foreal. She was so horny though, I couldn’t leave her all fucked up like that. So I started kissing on her neck, then licking on her chest. Just sucking on her nipples real slow, then I made my way down to her tummy, as slow as I could. Yall should have seen her body at this point; she was bent up looking like the letter “S”. I finally made it to her shorts and started kissing on her hip while I was fingering her under her shorts. She had on hoop shorts because she just got out the shower. I pulled them off along with her panties and enjoyed myself. I kept on eating it until she got too loud.

She came, and just looked at me like I was the craziest guy ever. It was about time for my shift to start for work so I left. This was the first and last time I ever ate a girl and not gotten pussy. The reasoning was because I find out she’s talking to this other guy. Him and I both are basically like, the guys she’s really feeling. I didn’t really find out about him until I started to catch feelings. She kept it real with me, but I felt like I wasn’t about to fight for a girl. I just told her straight up you need to just choose and get it over with. I was being a bitch about it honestly and she chose him. I was so hurt; I mean I just felt like I got completely played. I hated her for a minute after that. I would see them around campus too, it was hell. She would still text me and tell me she wants to chill and stuff, I just kept my distance.

Maybe about 3 months later, I moved on, and they kept on with there relationship. We started to talk as friends again finally, and she confessed to me that she made a mistake and she thinks about me all the time. I just blew her off like its too late, whatever. I just thought it was all game, and she just wanted to remain my friends, and didn’t want to hurt my feelings. This pissed me off even more! I just had to completely cut her off.

This was 3 and half years ago, which brings us to Monday. I haven’t seen her since then, she would text me and send messages on facebook about how she misses me and she made a mistake, I always just blew it off. So she was like I want to see you today. I got this text Monday morning. She transferred to a school maybe three hours away. She told me we should meet up half way so I can see you. I told her how about you just come to Detroit because I’m not going no where. I didn’t believe she was coming anyway. She told me she’d be there at six.

I was just chilling in the bed and six o’clock on the dot I get a call from my front gate asking if she can come in. I’m not dressed, showered, or anything. I call her like are you FUCKIN SERIOUS!? I can’t believe you drove three hours just to see me. I told her give me fifteen minutes and Ill meet her downstairs. We went out to eat and just connected like it hadn’t been three years. Also she was three years older; she was looking so grown and bad. She had on heels and tight ass jeans. College girl’s rarely dress like that…lol.

We go back to my place and you already know what happened then. As soon as I opened my door I picked her up, and threw her up against the wall. Were kissing and shes pulling off her shirt, as I’m pulling off mine. I pick her up again and carry her to my bed, and toss her on it. I’m kissing all over her, she smells so good and her skin is so perfect. I damn near wanted to cry because I was filled with so much emotion. I was glad to see her, horny as fuck, sad that she hurt me so bad, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how she hurt me. She looked at me in my eyes with those big brown eyes again and told me “I’m so sorry for what happened before. I can’t tell you I wish things had been different, but things happen for a reason. And were together now.” I couldn’t even get mad at her. During everything we had been through she never lied to me or played with my emotions. Always kept it so real with me, I just got over how I felt then, and realized I need to focus on now.

We ended up doing what we do, but she had to leave pretty early because she had to “school” that morning. She wanted to stay the night but we both knew nobody would get any sleep then. Now I’m just sitting here thinking what’s next. How should I handle this situation? I can tell all of these feelings are starting to come back. Now can yall see why I hate to Love? Lol.

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Author: HateToLove

Just an above average man looking for a soul mate. I'm easy to love, but hard to please. Money fuels me, but love gives me direction. I'm from Detroit, Michigan, any other questions hit the email. hatetoloveya@gmail.com

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