Part 1: Aaron and Whitney

It was confusing to me how women behaved. Before I got with Tyasia no female wanted me or paid me any attention. I guess men that had the shit together, own car, house, legal job, and that respect women and wanted to do nothing but love them was corny. I wasn’t the most attractive guy. I was tall and skinny. But i had a six-pack. I wore glasses, had no tattoos or piercings, and I didn’t cuss or sag my pants. When I met Tyasia I was thrilled, although she was not the type of woman I was normally attracted to it was just nice to have a woman give me her attention. My cousin had hooked us up on blind date trying to play hitch. Although she was rough around the edges I felt a vibe between us so I perused her. But the vibe we had didn’t keep us together long. After a year and a half and countless efforts to fight for us, I gave up and walked away from Tysia and got the title of being a low down dirty dog.
It was shocking to hear myself being described in such a way. Me, the church boy, the momma’s boy. Me, a low down dirty dog. The honest truth was that when we were together I adored Tyasia. I saw potential in her that she didn’t see in herself. I listened to her when she talks about her dreams and did my best to show her I was here for her. She told me about her rough life growing up and how it was still rough for her. So, I showed her a new world.
I brought her to church with me, even though she didn’t like it or truly understand why we went. Then I moved her into my place so money could stop being an issue for her. I honestly showed her that in this relationship her problem was my problems as well and I’d do anything for her. I was her man and as her man, I was going to provide everything I could, protect her, encourage her, uplift her spiritually and emotionally, and then satisfy her sexually. I even brought her all-new clothes to her build the image as a businesswoman she said she wanted to be. I literally took a hood rat and made a suburban woman out of it. Once she had the look I introduced her to new people that could help her reach her goal of opening a spa.
But just as much as I changed Tyasia she changed me too. She talked me into getting my first tattoo, and then it was piercing my ears, I went from glasses to contacts, jordans, and timberlands became apart of my attire when I wasn’t working. I grew out a beard and according to my momma, I became a nice-looking sinner.
But none of that mattered or was even good enough. Five months after i stood next to her at the grand opening of her spa I found out that She cheated on me with some local drug dealer. From what I was told she was even running his drug through the spa. I was so hurt. After all, I did for her. But even still I didn’t disrespect her as she did me. I put left her the apartment i got a new one. I regroup, refocused, healed, and move forward.
But then the lies began. Tyasia ended up telling her friends that she actually found me cheating on her and chose to leave me. That she put me out. I was automatically labeled and there was nothing I could do about it because females always believe each other.
But it was funny even with being known as dog girls were flooding my inbox on Facebook, Instagram, and Snapchat left and right. Must of them knew about me and Tyasia. Some were even bold even to ask me about her and if we were still involved. And when I answered no they would send me nudes and offer me their bodies. Tell me how much better they were than her. A few of Tyasia’s friends even slide in my inbox. It was cool because for once the church boy was getting more pussy than ever imagined.
But with as many women I had recycling through my phone and bed, I still felt alone. It was a feeling I couldn’t even explain to my homeboys because they were so busy praising me for the women I was encountering. It was something I couldn’t explain. I had some of the some of the baddest females in my town sweating me, but I honestly desired someone to call my own.
My parents had been married for years and I didn’t want to be 40 still having pointless sex. I wanted a wife. To have kids. To have a union as they talk about in the bible. I wanted a family.
But with the experience, I had with Tyasia and my one previous ex maybe I wasn’t the dating type and just needed to be single and live this playboy lifestyle. I mean it was way easier because it was all most of these women wanted anyway now and days. No one wanted a relationship anymore or to be committed to someone and have to work to keep it together that was the mindsets my parent's generation had. The generation I lived in was so busy trying to play the other person so they didn’t get played.
Then I came across Whitney. Her beauty was like a breath of fresh air. She was a real woman beautiful, classy, and smart. She wasn’t dressed like other women i got used to. that looked like they were trying to be the next big Instagram model. She covered her body but made it sexy. When she joined my parent's church i had to do my research on her and found out she was new to town. I watched her for a few Sundays and it hit me this was the perfect situation. She didn’t know any about my past and I could completely be myself without someone already put a picture of me in her mind.
Finally, i got myself together and I approached her after church on a random Sunday and asked her out for coffee. I had already prepared myself for her to say no. but i knew it would be a start and at least get her to notice me. but to my surprise, she agreed. We went to a local coffee shop and talked she told me how she had gotten an accounting job offer here making more money and that why she was here. I praised her for deciding to move to better herself in her career. She told me that she really moved for a fresh start. After her and her ex had gone through a rough break up, she figures this was the perfect time to leave her hometown because he was the only thing holding her there.
I asked her more questions just picking her brain and getting to know her. and it seemed like she was in the same boat as me. She had given her all to loving someone and it didn't work. while I was asking her questions she was throwing them right back at me. I told her I was a 28-year-old real estate agent. And the only boy my parents had out of four kids in over 30 years of marriage. She was shocked that my parents were still together. She said she didn’t see that much where she was from and that helps her decide to join our church. Then she went on to tell me that she was living out of a hotel suite but she was looking to buy a house and get settled in. so I set up our next date for us to go house hunting.
House hunting got us more familiar and comfortable with each other. “so, Whitney what do you think of this house?” I asked her as we stood in the tenth house we had seen in almost 2 months. “It's cute,” she said. “What’s missing? There 4 bedrooms, the marble countertops, the double sink in the master bedroom like you wanted.” I said as I looked at the list of her wants I had made in my iPhone from all our meetings. “No, the house is beautiful don’t get me wrong. I love it. But do you think maybe it’s too much? I feel like this house will remind me of how lonely I actually am.” She said.
Here was my opportunity. I had been trying to plan it out for weeks; how I was going to make my move. But with every meeting, lunch, or dinner date there was never a clear shot to try and run out of the friend zone.
“Whitney, have you tired dating since you been here?” I asked her. “oh my god Aaron, yes and It's so bad out here. I’ve been on a few dates since I’ve gotten here but it seems like the only thing men want to do is jump in bed with you and that’s not what I want. I want more. I want someone that’s thinking long term. That’s thinking beyond a few minutes of sexual pleasure. Even though I do miss sexual pleasure. I want the guy that wants to blow my mind before blowing out my back. That wants to be my friend and my lover. Who wants to show me off in public; not just met up in private. I want that real love that Mary J Blige sings about Aaron. And I don’t want to look stupid while trying to get it.” Whitney told me.
“Well you know we’ve been vibing while searching for a new home for you. Maybe you should give me a try.” I said to her. Whitney looked at me. “Aaron no disrespect but my friend Aisha already told me about you. How you did her cousin Tyasia.” I rolled my eyes as she talked. I had waited too long and these talking hens had gotten in her ear. “well if you don’t mind me asking how did I get brought up in conversation?” I asked. I was just wondering how my name was brought up this time to be dragged through the mud.
“Well we were talking at work and she asked me how was the house hunting going and what realtor I was dealing with and I told her you. She told me to be careful because you liked to charm women and then cheat on them once you had them.” She told me.
This was it I had to put the lies to bed. Whitney was too good of a woman to just pass up. “Whitney, I didn’t cheat on Tyasia. She was a hoe excuse my lanuage I tried to turn change her life. I was so in love with her that I didn’t see that I was being played. She got her spa out of me and a new lifestyle and everything else she wanted. That woman hurt me and badly after doing everything I could to prove my love to her I could believe she cheated on me with a drug dealer name Ace. When I confronted her about it she didn’t even lie about it she told me yes with a straight face. I left her that night. The woman still lives in a townhouse that is in my name. But none of that matters because I would never hurt you. I’ve wanted you since I first laid eyes on you. If you give me a chance I will cherish, adore and flaunt you like the queen you are. I want to share a throne with you, I want to grow old and have a forever love with you “I told her.
Whitney looked away silently and I instantly started to feel like I made a mistake by saying all of that. “Whitney I’m sorry just forget I said anything,” I said as I started to walk away with my head down. “No Aaron I am flattered. I’ve been attracted to you since we met. I’ve been saying I didn’t like the houses just so we could spend more time together. I don’t care what anyone has to say about you. I want to be yours” I smile and she walked over and kissed me. At that moment I felt like the luckiest man ever.
Time went on Whitney and i was doing great. But of course, with the good comes the bad. I had been calling and texting Whitney all day because I hadn’t heard from her since last night before she stepped out with her friends for a lady’s night. And that wasn’t like her to be MIA so I figure I’d pop up and bring her lunch at work. But when I arrived they told me she had called in for the day.
So, I went over to Whitney's house just to make sure she was okay. When she opened the door I immediately saw that her arm was in a sling. “baby what happened?” I asked concerned while trying to reach out and touch her but she moves. “you should know” she said with an attitude. I looked at her confused and walked towards her. “baby what are you talking about? What happen to you?” I asked her. Then she pushed me back.
“I had the pleasure of meeting Tyasia last night. She couldn’t wait to tell me how she knew exactly who I was because you had told her all about me when yall occasionally had sex recently.” Whitney said. “Bae that crazy. I’m not having sex with that girl. I haven’t even seen her. her cousin probably told her about us.” I said trying to plead my case. “I don’t want to hear it Aaron. I didn’t sign up for this. I told you from the jump that I didn’t want to look stupid while trying to love someone and then this happened. You can go be a zookeeper because that exactly what that hood rat needs. She got mad because I wouldn’t feed into her telling me y'all was having sex. And when I asked her if she wanted a cookie since she was so proud to be the side chick she jumped across the club table at me. this is all your fault if you were still messing with her you should have felt me alne instead of dragging me into this. Here I am believing you that you want to love me. That you want to be with me. That you actually would hurt me. Well you didn’t lie about that one you lift it for someone else to do that” Whitney yelled at me with tears in her eyes.
I never meant for her to get hurt or would have ever thought that Tyasia would go this far. “baby listen! I will fix it. Just believe me I haven’t done anything with that girl.” I pleaded with her. “Aaron, I don’t care! Have a nice life, get off my door step” she said as she closed the door on me. I banged on her front door while yelling with tears in my eyes “Whitney baby, please! Don’t do this to me. I don’t want to be alone. I need you, I love you.!”

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