01/01/2012
Later that morning I finally gave up looking for him. I found him
lurking in the shadows under a tree watching him staring at this pretty cute
dancer in her scabies I say, "Yo, what happened to you? " Primo
seemed down.
We headed back to the car and he started sharing what was on his
mind. I was just slugging down that Parrot Bay as he spoke I drank more than
half the bottle.
He said, "B what's wrong with me, why won't anyone ever
love me?"
I was like blown away by his statement
I replied, "whadya
mean Primo people love you cuz your fun, crazy, cute I mean what's not to
love?"
He seemed sad, "No man I can't keep a girl, or get my shit on
point. Everyone else in my life is settling down and I am stuck in the same old
shit."
My advice was, "You know what you need is a good girl to keep
you in check because behind every strong man there is a good woman. Primarily
you have to learn to love yourself first because if you don't you won't be
capable of loving anyone else back. Don't worry Primo out there you just need
to believe, maybe what you need is a sugar momma!" After I had said that I
almost wish I hadn't because that wasn't the right answer.
Primo said, "I'm going to be rich B, but I don't want anyone
just to be with me just because of my money."
Then I said, "Well
you'll just need to find her before you make your millions then. It’s my turn.
What is it about me Primo? Why is it that Saul don't want to spend time with
me?"
Primo replied, "I don't know what his deal is B your beautiful,
look at you, my brother is stupid. Your smart, funny, and chill."
This
really surprised me that Primo thought this way about me. I did a double take
in the mirror and said, "Really?"
Primo retorted, "Hell yeah
girl your sexy."
Then right after he said that the song "Stupid"
came on and Primo cranked it up as we cruised slowly down the main strip of
YBOR with the convertible top down and leaned all the way back in his chair
with his wrist on the wheel. He looked so cool just chillin like a villain and
for the first time in awhile I felt sexy again.
The pedestrian's on the strip were getting all hyped up to the
music we were cranking. One black man even jumped on Primo's car and started
bouncing on it. Honestly I thought Primo was going to get out of his car and
start beating his ass, but instead he was chill, laughing along, and singing with
them. I was fucking rolling.
I felt that moment in time to being so sexy and going so smoothly.
I wish I could recap it, rewind, and do it all over again. So I still had
a little less than half a bottle of Parrot Bay left and my mind was definitely
getting a little fuzzy.
Primo asks me, "Where to now?"
I didn't
really give a shit and we knew we had no money so I told him, "I don't
give a shit."
So Primo started driving and headed towards the beach and
the ocean air was soothing my hair all up into a tizzy. I didn't have a care in
the world I felt so free in that convertible.
When we finally parked and stepped out of the vehicle we got to
talking. I felt a connection with Primo after tonight. It had been over a year
or so since I even thought about messing around with Primo and it had been a
whole Eight years since we had sex last, but I always did have a soft spot in
my heart for Primo since the moment we met and I was starting to get the feeling
that maybe he felt the same way too.
Up until this moment I felt all there has ever been between us was
lust, but tonight I sensed compassion. Something special and spontaneous was
happening, of course maybe he was taking advantage of the fact that I was
drunk, but once again it was magical. He kissed me and my stomach dropped. It
was sweet and tender. He used both his hands and played with my hair and I
never felt so much bliss in just one kiss which felt to me like perfect
alchemy. I just couldn't keep my hands from roaming all over and having him
closer. We both agreed that we needed a place to hide so we went under the
bridge where he embraced me while handling me he was in perfect control of the moment.
It was quite erotic.
Only he did hurt me a little by forcing himself upon me in a
position I was not too fond of and it hurt so I asked him to stop. When he
didn't stop right away I got mad and felt a little violated because he didn't
listen to me when I first asked him to. See I've experienced being raped before
and was traumatized by it so whenever someone violates my wishes I tend to
freak out a little bit, but I understood that he got caught up in the moment
and I wasn't going to hold that against him. I felt like I was falling in love
with him. This created a bit of a conundrum because I was also in love with his
brother, my fiancé. What should I do? This is going to make me feel guilty on
so many levels.
Is it a common trend that people tend to have a fling before they
get married out of fear of having sex with the same person for the rest of
their life? Am I alone on this?
I personally self sabotaged my life because I was petrified about
making such a commitment to being with the same man for the rest of my life to
try and aim to please everyone else. I apologize to my nana, my kids, and my
insignificant other for not being everything you have dreamed up in your mind
for me to be. I am only human and I am sorry. What I really wanted I felt like
I couldn't have. Now I am strong enough to write that I will have my family
once again and more. For I am free to just being me.....
.........alone unfortunately.