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I Threw Hot Coffee On His Ass

    Don’t believe everything that Tyler Perry says or does in his movies. Real Southern women wouldn’t dare waste grits on a man.   That’s good breakfast food! Don’t get me wrong, we will burn your ass up but we have other ways to do that. I learned my methods of getting my point across from my mother. A Geechee woman from South Carolina, she knows how to make a man listen and behave. Now if I had followed my mother to a tee I would’ve crushed up a sleeping pill, put it in Nathan’s drink, heat up some grease, and as Nathan fell asleep, poured that hot grease on his dick. Good idea but no way to explain that in the court of law. That has intent and malice written all over it. Instead I had a better idea.

    The day after I found out all of that bullshit I knew I was going to fix Nathan’s ass up real good. A lot of people would probably ask the question, “Why are you so mad? You’re broken up, it doesn’t make a difference now.” You know what I say to those people? Shut the fuck up! The point is that for the last five months of our relationship he was living a double life. The point is that he came over to my house begging me, trying to kiss me, and crying to my face about how he wanted me back. The point that I was going to make was that you won’t screw me over and get away with it, I got ya number. So I decided to let him come over my house since he had been begging for so long. Before he came over, I went to 7 Eleven and got the tallest cup of coffee I could buy. Then I took it home and put it in the microwave to get scorching hot. I put this miniature pepper spray can on my key chain(just in case he got crazy) and went outside to “pretend” like I was watering the flowers as he pulled up. He came up to my house with his face grinning from side to side. It tore me up inside because I was about to fuck his world up. He walked up to hug and kiss me on the cheek and that’s when the conversation started:

“I’m so happy to you bebeh!” Nathan said.

“I know, I’m happy to see you too.” I lied.

“You look good.”

“Thank you. Look, I just wanted to thank you for coming to see me at my cookout

Saturday. I knew it took balls since my family and friends were all there.” I said.

“Oh yeah! No problem! I wanted to see you! You deserved it! Nathan replied.

(The motherfucker was eating this shit up)

“I also want to thank you for being honest to me about what was up in my garage too.

I know you were going through some things and I just wanted to tell you that it meant a lot to me.” I said.

“Babe I’m always honest with you. I never stopped loving you.” He said.

Is this motherfucker serious???? Seriously, was he serious? That’s when I was done pussyfootin’ around. It was time to fuck his ass up!

“Speaking of honesty, who the fuck is Brittany L.?!”

That’s when that smile on Nathan’s face turned into a “Oh shit” look. I knew I had him, and I was going in on that ass.

“Um, Brittany is…ahhh… she’s a good friend. We started kickin’ it after you and I broke up.” He lied.

“You’re a motherfuckin’ liar, I found shit, other than Facebook that says otherwise. Damn Nathan, if

you were going to cheat, at least keep your bitch on leash! She put all your private affairs out

on the internet! The bitch isn’t even cute! She looks like a damn pit bull in the face!” I shouted.

Why is that when men cheat, it’s with a damn downgrade???? Do ugly bitches do shit that I don’t know about? Do they have 10 kt. princess cut diamonds in their “chuckies”? What is it? I was hella pissed. My neighbors were walking by looking at the angry black woman while the tatted up asian dickhead just sat at my door looking stupid. There were all types of “fucks” and “motherfuckers” being thrown about. I have never cussed so much in my life. Nathan would try to get a word in and I would just tell him to “shut the fuck up and listen for a god damn change”. You know this fucker had the nerve to tell me that when we used to argue and he was “fed up” with it he would ask for advice from his sisters and this pit bull heifer?!?! I’m like, why the hell would you ask your YOUNGER sisters (who by the way have little bastards running around everywhere, barely graduated high school, and don’t know what to do with their lives) and a bitch who doesn’t even know me for advice on OUR relationship.? What type of peanut butter and jelly bullshit is that???  That doesn’t sound like a man taking care of his at all. If anyone was fed up, it should have been me. Silly me for trying to let a man be a man and give him space when he was mad. Silly me for being open to talk when HE was ready. Just when I had finished cussing his ass out I told him to get the fuck off of my property and out of my fuckin’ life. I honestly was going to let him go, but he kept on pushin. I tried to get in my house and he was trying to follow me in. I don’t play that shit, when you’re on The District Chick’s bad side you’re stuck. That’s when I pushed him out of my house and threw that hot coffee in his face. God! I wish I had a camera, it was golden! It was all on his head, neck and back. It was hot as hell that day too! I ended with a “Stay the fuck outta my life,” and slammed the door for dramatic effect.

   You know this guy called me 15 times after he left my house? When I finally had gotten off the phone with my people to let them know I was all good I decided to answer one of his calls. Here’s what he said:

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! Are you crazy?!”

“No, I just had a breakthrough. If you had a coffee thrown on you, you did

something to deserve it.” I replied.

Nathan continued the conversation with lies about how he didn’t cheat, he can’t control what people put out there, he still loved me, and he was going to do everything in his power to try to call me and see me. I wasn’t having that shit. I made my point. I didn’t want anything else to do with Nathan. As far as I was concerned, I told him, he was dead to me, he never existed. I didn’t wish him well with his future endeavors because I don’t give a damn if he does well or not. He then switched up his story and told me that the heifer he was coupled up with didn’t have half the qualities I had. I told him, duh! The District Chick was his 80 and she was his 20. Like the Drake song, I was the “Best He Ever Had.” Didn’t get any better than me. I was done, I hung up the phone and erased him out of my life completely. I was hurt. I’m not going to lie. But I learned some valuable lessons. When I have an intuition, I should acknowledge it. Abuse isn’t just physical, it’s verbal and emotional too. I will never change or forget who I am for someone else ever again. I was strong and independent before him and I’ll be the same way with out him. Lastly, you can never get over on The District Chick, because she will find out. And when she does, your ass is hers.

2010
06/08
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Nathan. . . The Facebook/Twitter Cheater

The day after my graduation cookout I did the only thing that would get my mind off of festivities that happened the day before. I had hot, steamy, dirty, sweaty sex with Jo. When I have a million things running through my mind and I can’t function right, sex is the best medicine. I don’t bother telling him what’s happening in my life because Jo isn’t there for that, with Jo I can get my rocks off and think about my troubles later. The next day, that’s when the calls started coming. Nathan called literally five times. I don’t really like talking on the phone. It was cool in high school but the only reason I’m really on the phone is to either make plans or find out where one of my friends are. That’s it. Nathan was calling like we were back in a relationship. Here’s a little of the shit he was spewing:

  • Babe, I still love you
  • Babe, I’m so happy I got to see you
  • I know it’s going to take some time but I just really love you
  • When are you going on vacation? Can I come?
  • Can I see you before you go on vacation?
  • I’m feenin’ for you right now
  • I just want to kiss you so bad
  • I love you
  • Do you love me?
  • God, I just miss you so much, you drive me nuts!
  • Hold on, I’ll call you back, I have to take this call. You better pick up!

You would have thought that I would be happy that Nathan was acting like this but I wasn’t. Deep down, I had unanswered questions that needed to be answered. So I did what any young women this day and age would do, I went on Facebook. Right after I had broken up with Nathan at the beginning of May I deleted anything that reminded me of him, that included his page. I went on under Daniella’s page since she had gotten back on FB after taking it off to focus on her studies. I just wanted to see Nathan’s page to see if he had updated his status to some smart ass remark the day after we had broken up. I found much more than I had anticipated though. Nathan did leave a status about “Running em’ hard” but I noticed some back and forth between him and another chick. Now, we’re not together but don’t be up in my face and calling me up when you’re living a double on FB. The messages between them were beyond flirting. They were “fucking messages.” We all know the difference between flirting and fucking and these messages back and forth were the “Oh, we’re fucking” kind. So I began to do a little more research. Yeah I did it! I found out where the girl lived, where she graduated from college, what sports she played and found her twitter account. Yeah, when I want to find out some shit I channel my inner CIA and FBI agent. The chick wasn’t even private either. I found statuses that dated all the way back from November about her love for Nathan. I found twit pics of them together while me and Nathan were still together. I saw pics of her over his house cooking and him kissing her neck and back. It really pissed me off. There’s nothing worse than being lied to, and even more, he had been cheating the last 5 months of our relationship! I read posts of her watching him train at his gym because he wants to be the next MMA superstar. I read posts from her about letting me go and she admires that he puts other people ahead of his own feelings. Who the hell was she seeing? The guy I was seeing was a selfish dick. The shit wasn’t fair! 3 weeks ago I felt guilty for allowing myself to kiss someone other than my boyfriend (at the time) and here this motherfucker was doubledippin’!!!!! Now I think it’s tacky to go after some chick but she knew about me. Even though she did know about me, this wasn’t about her, it was about me and Nathan. Oh, I was going to fix his ass up real good too ……..You wanna call me up with all that bullshit??? You wanna lie to my face??? You wanna cry in front of me to take you back??? You wanna bring me some bullshit ass flowers, me and my mother?!?!? Oh I’m going to get the last word, cause there’s nothing worse than a mad black woman and he was going to get his……

2010
06/08
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Graduation Day…. With Other Shit In Between

 

 

May 21st, I woke up at 7 in the morning……today I will be a college graduate

        It took a long ass time seeing how I spent most of my college career partying and switching majors. I didn’t buckle down until the last 2 years, but hey, I got it done. Funny thing is that when I woke up May 21, my mind wasn’t on getting a degree. My mind was on the fact that Nathan and I were broken up and I always thought he would be in the audience to witness my day. Oh well, then I thought about Jo and me and the hot sex that we’d been having and how I couldn’t wait to climb up his leg once again. Anywho, enough talking about all these guys, it was D-day and you all pretty much get the general clue on what would happen:

  • Get up, do my business, get in the car and leave earlier than the rest of my family to get in line
  • Get to my school, don’t know where the hell I’m going even though I’ve been there for about 3 years
  • Wait in a hot ass room, barely big enough for 300 ppl that I don’t even know even though I’ve been there for about 3 years
  • Walk out to the March and spot my parents, and my mother in particular, in the cut crying her eyeballs out
  • Walk up, get my degree
  • Walk out, take pics with the folks
  • Go out to lunch to a place MY MOTHER decided because God forbide I pick where I want to eat on my day
  • Go get waxed up with my best friend/sister Daniella
  • Go home and sleep because we’re going out into the city tonight!!!!

As I got home I was about to lay my head down until I decided to check my messages. I hate checking messages but I figured my Grandma or somebody in my family called to wish me well on my day. Wrong! Instead I got this message:

“Hey E. It’s me, Nathan. You’re probably at school

right now graduating. I just wanted to congratulate you

and say sorry about how things ended. Give me a call. I would

like to take you out or something for like a graduation dinner

or something. Okay. Peace”

Wtf? Is he fuckin’ with me? Three weeks had gone by and now he decides to do something decent? And Nathan did that shit on purpose too. Called me up when he knew I wasn’t going to answer the phone. It’s all good though. I called him back, just to say thank you. Nothing more, nothing less:

“Hello?”

“Hi.” I said.

“Hey what’s good? Congratulations.”

“Thank you, I didn’t expect to hear from you.” I said

“I know.” He responded.

(silence)

“Oooookay, well this isn’t awkward.” I said to break the silence.

He laughed. “I wanna take you out, you know, for like a dinner, I know we have stuff to talk about.”

“I’ll see. I’m going out tonight so I’ll let you know.”

“Where you going?” Nathan asked.

“Out.” I responded back.

“Well be safe.” He said back.

“I will.”

Is he trying to fuck with my brain??? Why is it when you’re doing so good, something or someone pops back into the equation just to remind you of how your life “used” to be?

    Later that night, me and Daniella stepped into town looking fresh and feeling good. We met up with my cousin and his girlfriend and homeboy at Modern before heading over to Conneticut Ave. After our drinks, we made our way over to Current Sushi Lounge for a good friends surprise birthday. (Sidebar, getting a Bahama Mama from that place is lethal, try at your own risk. I would recommend something from their sake collection.) I know it was his birthday, but it was still my day. Bottles were flowing, drinks were every which way, and all I could think about was that Nathan called me today. I mean I was having a great time with my friends, table service was lovely, and I was looking fantabulous but Nathan was on my mind. Not in the way that I was going to get back with him but you can’t just throw almost 2 years out the window and pretend like it never happened. I don’t want him to get the wrong idea though, I don’t want to reconcile, I just want closure. I appreciate the phone call and congratulations but I still had some unanswered questions that needed to be answered. Well, the next day will be my Graduation Cookout, get ready for a hell of a story on what happened with that………………

2010
06/06
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New Beginnings. . . . Pt. 2

I utter that infamous word that I have now damned to hell………….”Bingo.” We both stop, breathing hard knowing all to well what was going to happen. I knew in that moment that I had to end my relationship with Nate, not because I wanted to have hot, passionate, steamy sex with Jo, but because I had allowed myself to be in that situation. I could have cheated all the way but that wasn’t me. Was I disappointed in how our relationship was coming to an end? Yes. Did I want to take Jo and do all the pent up naughty things that I’ve been missing for months? Hell yes! Could I have walked around guilt free and still lived in denial about my relationship? No. So after Jo and I got ourselves together we left the lakeside and headed back to our cars. As we kissed goodbye he leaned over and whispered in my ear ” Damn safety word!” I laughed but it was okay, I knew that we would see each other again and when we would, I was going to make that man climb walls. 

    The next morning I felt so bad. I’m a communicator and often put myself in other’s shoes. Guilt flowed over me and I didn’t know how I was going to end this relationship. So I get up and call Nate. Nothing. I get out of bed and shower and brush my teeth, then call Nate again. No answer. I go downstairs and eat some breakfast, afterward I call Nate. Again no answer. I’m trying to get ahold of him before I go to work in the afternoon and just a little after 1pm he calls.
 “Hey babe, I saw that you called.”
 I reply, “Yeah, how long have you been up?”
Nate answers, “Since 8 a.m.”
I get a bit flustered now, “Well we haven’t seen each other in about a week and a half, you don’t want to spend a little bit of time with me before I go to work?”
 Nate replies, “I would but my friend Don wants me to go running with him. He’s got a fight coming up so I’m going to help him train. Love you though and I’ll talk to you later.”
That was it. I knew that it was over after that conversation. That was Nate’s last time putting me on the backburner. I was fed up with the petty arguments where I always caved in, I was tired of the dirtiness that he brought during these arguments where he deliberately tried to hurt my feelings, I was tired of not being a priority and being treated like a second rate citizen, and I wanted to feel like the woman I knew that I was. I still loved Nate, I just wasn’t in love with him anymore.
    
The next two days I tried my hardest to see him. I don’t like doing things over the phone, I’m too old for that. But he took me to that level. Tuesday evening I finally got ahold of him after we were supposed to get together 7 hours before. He picked up the phone sounding half asleep.
I say “Nate were you sleepin?”
He replies in that half asleep but trying to be cute voice because he knows he screwed me over, “Baaabbbbyyyy, I  wanna see you………..”
I’m just pissed and officially over it now, “You know what Nate, I’m just so tired of this shit now!”
After that comment the man that I’ve been with for almost 2 years magically “wakes up” from his nap and replies “Fuck this! I don’t wanna hear this shit anymore! I’m taking my ass back to bed!”
Then I finish it with this statement, “You know what Nate? You never wanna hear it but you don’t have to worry anymore because I’m through with this bullshit! I’m not happy, you don’t like to hear me voice my opinions and I’m done with this! I’m done with you!”
This man who said that he wanted to spend twenty plus years and so on and so forth told me
“Fuck it and he doesn’t give a fuck.”
 And that was the beginning of my awakening. That was all I needed, I wanted to be cordial and separate amicably but things don’t always go the way you want them to. I was hurt but I wasn’t giving in. Not this time, too many tears and emotions into this relationship. That moment a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. All the toxicity had been eliminated. I’m not going to lie, it seems like it was quick and easy but that decision was a back and forth mind game that came to an abrupt ending because of selfishness and not being appreciative. But I’m here, and I’m still standing. The beast has been unleashed. I’ve been out of commission but now I’m back. My city has been waiting for me and it’s time that I show the nation’s capitol that the The District Chick is back. How shall I get my feet wet though? Funny story, my mother always says in order to get over a new man, get under a new one. Jo will do…………………….for now.  Until then, it’s time to call the girls, D.C. awaits! The District Chick has been resurrected.
2010
06/04
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