*Phone buzzes*
"Argh! It's already morning I don't want to wake up, what's the point!?" I think to myself.
As the sun was raising and the shimmering rays of light hit my bedroom window I woke up from my slumber it was time to become a new person! I woke up brushed my teeth, flossed, took a bath and had my breakfast. It was going to be the best day ever I could feel it in my core nothing and I mean absolutely nothing could ruin this day not even the Gods of Egypt had a say in today.
After getting dressed and nearly spraying half a bottle of Jack colloins "Adventure" perfume on me I was ready to start my first normal day after the break up, it was kind of like the feeling that drug addicts get when walking out of rehab, it feels like I was utterly a new being as though I became a new person, it was mad epic and my confidence was on a whole other level, I could even walk up to a 100/10 and tell her she ain't shit, but that's for another story.
After I prepared, all that was left to do is wait for the call that would signal me to head out, and that's non other than the chick plug David, or as I like to call him "The chick maestro" this guy probably had every Lusaka female's contact line whatever you wanted he'd get it for you, you want her thick? He has it, you want her freaky? He has it too, but David lacked the type I wanted and needed, a type of girl so rare you only cross paths with such a girl once every five thousand years, because of this I struggled to talk to the type of girls David offered me, it's either the girl I talk to has too shallow of a personality to match up to mine, too freaky, absolutely insane or with major daddy issues or just straight up idiotic no Stone's left unturned, let's get more into the juicy details.
February 2nd 2023:
1 year 3 months after the break up.
I finally received the call I was waiting for since morning at exactly 2:30pm it was freezing outside I had to carry a hoodie and an extra jersey just to keep myself warm. I left for the movies waiting for David to pull up with the rest of the crew and a couple of female friends or as we all know "the long term booty calls" of his highness David.
20 minutes later I heard a bunch of noise coming from the car park in a distance, as I went closer what I could see was this girl, she was fair in complexion curvy and soft in all the right places but unfortunately for this girl she lacked a major load of manners because I found her arguing with one of her friends over spilling a fucking drop of juice on her shoe as you'd have already guessed, yes, yes she was one of the girls David came with, ironic am I right? Jeez Louise, anyhoo David soon then introduced me to the chick.
David: hey man uhmm, I'd like you to meet Layla and Layla this is William.
Me: Hey, nice to uh meet you Layla
Layla: nice to meet you too William, you have a really amazing name.
"What in the actual fuck? How is she this composed when she was literally losing it over a drop of juice, David must have said something to her, Jesus I should have stayed home" I thought to myself
Author's thought: Readers to be honest I don't want to waste much time on "Layla" because my girlfriend will be very upset when she sees this name in a book that's supposed to be about her so I'll move at a little fast pace on the trash that is my ex. So without further ado I'll proceed.
Layla and I later exchanged lines that night after the movie and because she was cold and didn't have anything to wear that night I let her wear one of my hoodies to keep warm, but I immediately took it back before leaving the cinema, after that I went home with a girl's number something I hadn't tried in a year since Christine it was utterly of another nature almost alien like. I reached home that night and she texted me at 9pm saying
"Hope you got home safe, it's really cold out"
I was kind of moved by it I was like "huh it's been a while since someone cared like that" or so I thought, little did I know this chick was a wolf in sheep's clothing. She wasn't all that bad, still I appreciate the time I had with her and I don't have anything bad to say about her but as the wise man DE Caprio says "Times change values decrease and the trash must be taken out" and so it was.
February was really fast paced before I knew it this girl and I were in a relationship something that was so rushed and maybe because I was trying to move on from Christine I just blindly accepted not knowing that she would bring me even closer to brink than I have ever been.
A month into this relationship I felt comfortable and I like being around her and talking to her and everything else that came with it, however things quickly turned sour, her late responses staying up late and talking to a flock of guys everyday on WhatsApp got to my nerves, we were in this groupchat together, there was so many contacts in this chat and thousands of messages if you miss a session it would be hard to get to those messages, she would occasionally flirt with guys and talk in a sexual context with them while she was dating me, one time she even pranked me saying she slept with one of the guys, was it an actual prank or? I guess we will never know, and whenever I tried bringing it up she'd shoot me down and gaslight the fucking daylights out of me on top of that manipulate me into thinking I'm the problem but I was desperate for love at the time I stayed even though it killed me to. The anxiety grew heavier by the day the overthinking became a norm, and sadness became the order of the day but one fateful day I snapped after catching her sending inappropriate photos on something commonly known as "Titty Tuesday" I'm sure we all know about that, but for the sake of context I will explain.
TITTY TUESDAY: This is a day when females send their boyfriends or whoever they have a close connection with titties "I know it's stupid" but people still did it.
One of the guys she had been sending these photos to had a friend who was an acquaintance of mine who goes by the name "Milner" this nigga played me like a harp he knew the girl I was dating was fucking me up but kept that shit from me he is one of the reason I have trust issues but in due time he finally cracked.
Milner spilled the beans eventually and told me exactly what happened how it happened and who did it. After finding out all the gruesome shit she did something inside me broke, but I wasn't about to let a b*tch screw me over. I kept my composure and ran that shit like a marathon, I changed and became something horrible I hated Layla from the bottom of my heart and she knew this. We stopped talking for weeks and not until mid April the so called "relationship" started falling apart I became a very bitter person after getting hurt,I was rude and utterly uncaring something or someone that wasn't my description. But little did I know I'd find someone who was just like me, and I realised something that I will highlight in the next chapter.
I somehow found myself in yet another groupchat, I was nonchalant and mean as hell I wanted to hurt everyone I absolutely didn't care.
I didn't deserve this karma and you know if.
*Sometime in April
There was a heated argument in a group chat called "rizz mansion" everyone was picking sides and I knew this was my time to hurt a few people but one female who's user name struck me as profoundly beautiful caught my attention, her user was non other than "Anonymous Billie" a.K.a bae, my Hun, Shawty the love of my life e.t.c. Well you guys get it.
She was ruthless and she literally violated me on so many levels everyone else was terrified to pick a fight with her because it wouldn't end well and she absolutely didn't give a flying fuck! We got into an argument she violated me I got her back with one of my own something no one had been able to do ohns were amazed. After this gruesome roast it died down a bit after we both slide into eachother's lanes, little did she know that I wasn't an average gent. I'm of a different calibre I'm of a different breed I am literally HIM. Eventually she found out that I was an author and she started reading some of my work and she actually liked it. But before that we talked in eachother's dm's but I ended up getting called a "weirdo" and blocked by her, but when she found I could write and write good she stumbled.
April 31st 2023
*Phone buzzes
Her: So... "You're a writer huh?"