"AYO GIRL! LEMME HOLLA AT YOU FOR A SECOND! WHAT'S YOUR NUMBER? YOU GOT A BOYFRIEND?"Ew. It makes me cringe just imagining it right now.
But one time I turned around and it was a beautiful, tall, piece of sexual chocolate that I couldn't deny. Plus- He said his name was Chase. I love Chases. I gave him my digits, realized he lived in my building, and we were taking advantage of the convenience within a few days.
There was no need to find out anything about his life. We had fun together, we had small talk, and there was never a dull moment. The only awkward thing that happened was what he wore over one night.
It was a chain that was straight out of the 25 cent machine... or 50 cents, if I'm being generous. He thought it was the hottest piece of bling, but I demanded it be taken off immediately if he wanted his joystick to be played with.
We then continued to be fun, active, and noisy... Until one day I got a text message from an odd number.
"Look, I don't know if you know this but Chase and I have been together for three years. He's done this to me before, so it doesn't surprise me, but I thought you should know that he has a family."
If there's anything I never want to be, it's a homewrecker. I hopped off his ride quicker than he could find 50 cents.
....For a week.
He convinced me that she was crazy, he broke up with her over a year ago, and that he didn't know what "family" she was talking about. Being a gullible and horny girl, I didn't think twice about getting back to our old ways.
We made more noises, burned some calories, and exchanged some words. Some of those words even included "Be my girlfriend. I want you to be mine."
I may be gullible, dude.. But I'm not a dumb bitch. He had some things to prove before he got to put any titles on me.
The next morning I was enjoying a nice chat with my roommate on our balcony and people watching. There were all kinds of ridiculous people taking one night stands and buying drugs, but that was nothing new. The odd sight- A family walking down the street, hand in hand, with baby in the carrier.
As we watch them more, we see them turn to walk into our building, and then walk into Chase's room.... Just like a movie, I watched the guy who just asked me to be his girlfriend, walk down the sidewalk and into his place with his girlfriend and child, as if there was no chance in the world I'd see him.
This time I cut him off. Had I cared about him at all, I might have cut his junk off or gone all Lorena Bobbitt on him. Luckily, I know better than to fall in love with FBs (Fuck buddies, not Facebooks, obviously). It was pretty easy.
Do you know what made it so I had to actually see him again? The chain. He insisted on coming back to get his stupid chain that was missing the glued on rhinestones and had a mis-matched clasp. Seriously.
I put on my best bitch-face and let him come pick it up, then shut the door in his face, movie style.