We’ve been best friends for four years. I did everything with you. We ran our neighborhood. Nobody could touch us. I honestly would’ve taken a bullet for you. If someone would see us by our selves, they would say “where’s your sidekick?” When I went through my stuff you were always there to wipe my tears. When your boyfriend was beating your ass I was there to stop the fight and wipe your tears. When you stuck by him, I was also there to support you. People would pick on me and you would defend me. Say something like “don’t talk to her like that” or “watch your mouth” and everyone knew to stop. When those nasty boys would try to holla at me, you would grab my hand and say “don’t look at my wife like that.” We would walk away and just be hysterical laughing. I would spoil you with anything you wanted and you practically lived at my house. You were the only person that didn’t take advantage of my kindness. I held you down and you held me down. Or did you? Things started to disappear from my house and my parents would automatically blame you. Thought maybe they were being racist. I would have heated arguments with my parents. Saying things like “what cause she’s black?” I would always have your back. Defended you through everything. A wallet. Two phones. 700 dollars. House keys. All magically disappeared. Never thought it was you. I go on vacation and even invited you to come. Said you couldn’t come cause you had to work. I guess work meant robbing my house. LOL. Came home and my house was a wreck. So of course the first thing I did was call you for support. You came and even helped me clean up. Pretended everything was okay. The cops kept saying that it had to be an inside job. My parents even started to think that it was their own son. You sat there and let me press the neighborhood when it was you all along. My mom had to find my ids and my keys in your bag so that the real truth would come out. It’s funny because I would have never known. Still couldn’t believe. Still defended you saying it couldn’t be you. But then the cops took you away and called me the next day saying that you confessed to EVERYTHING. Everything that has ever been missing in my house, the whole robbery, Every- F***ING- thing. It was you! Then you came out saying I had set you up. All I did was laugh. Trust is something that you will never be able to give to anyone you meet. I feel bad to whoever befriends you. Honestly you taught me never think you have someone’s full trust again but it’s okay because I always remember is karma’s a b***h.
Oct 28
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