Yeah, you know we hustling every day. We hustling.

And I just think that why not tell why not tell the most traumatic moment of my life.

Okay.

Let’s get it.

So, in order for this to make sense, I’m going to backtrack just a little bit. I’m not going to make this super long. I also need to preface this by saying I’m a dumbass and I know I’m a dumbass and I did a lot of dumbass things, okay? I don’t need anybody in the comments telling me I’m stupid. I already know. I already lived it, but it’s already done. So we’re gonna move on from me making dumb decisions.

Okay.

Okay.

So.

We ain’t gonna judge.

“We don’t judge over here, right? Hustle nation. We good.”

—

I met him in 2021. We had a great dynamic at first. My four-year-long situationship. We were actually really good friends and we just had a good understanding of what our situationship looked like and entailed. The line started to blur when he moved in with me. He stayed with me for about two years, but towards the end, it was like a consistent year. He would come and go the first year, but the last year?

“Yeah, baby. We go together. They go together. When you get to moving in with people, y’all go together. I don’t know why she called it a situationship. Y’all are together.”

This year it was pretty consistent. He was with me all the time. His stuff was in my house. Clothes, toothbrush, shoes, cologne, body wash, all of that.

Right.

I met my soon-to-be best friend in 2022. Like a year after I had met him. She was a friend of a friend, and she was significantly younger than me. At the time, I didn’t think the age made a difference, but now looking back? It made a huge difference.

—

So like I said, she was a friend of a friend. She came around. She kind of just stuck around. My house was the party house. Every time we did something, I would invite her over, and we just became super close really fast. Very, very fast.

Can I just say shout out to the party house people who entertain and have functions at their house? I like y’all. Invite me. I want to come. Y’all know ain’t nobody ever—listen. There will never be a function at my house ever. We’re not all meeting up on Christmas. We’re not coming here on my birthday. We’re not coming on your birthday. I want to be here by myself, my friend.

But I want to go to your house, you know, and leave.

We moved from that three-bedroom apartment to a different three-bedroom apartment, me and my best friend Anna at the time, and we had another roommate with us.

After about a year of living in this three-bedroom apartment, my best friend Anna had to move back to Massachusetts. Mind you, in between this, my situationship was staying with me. He came from one apartment to the next apartment. But when Anna left, I had this three-bedroom apartment to myself. I had two open rooms. And I asked my best friend if she wanted to move in with me.

So she moved in with me. It was me, her, and the man. Us three. And we did everything together. Everything together.

Everything.

Which that didn’t age well, but who cares. We were like a three peas in a pod, honestly.

“We live together. Obviously we did.”

Right. That’s normal.

Everything together.

—

The day before everything happened, the day before I walked in, it was completely normal. She worked. Me and him had the day off. I went to Target, ran errands, whatever. Nighttime came and he made dinner. We watched a movie. I fell asleep during the movie.

When I woke up, he wasn’t there anymore. But she was home from work.

“Where’s so-and-so?” I asked.

She said, “He went to the airport to go pick up his cousin.”

I fell back asleep, woke up again, and they were in the kitchen pregaming. They wanted to go out, but I worked a morning job. I had to be up at like 6:00 AM. So they went out—those two and maybe three or four other people.

When they came home, it was probably 3:00 in the morning. He came into my room, gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“I’m going to be right back,” he said.

I fell back to sleep again. I woke up and he wasn’t next to me. I texted him. And right after I sent the text message, something was like: *No. You got to get up and you got to go look around the apartment.*

—

So I wake up. Walk out of my room. As soon as you walk out of my room, there’s a couch in the living room. I can see a body on the couch. Relief hits me. Okay, he’s just right there. Which wasn’t super odd—he slept on the couch sometimes.

I get up close.

It’s not him. It’s his cousin.

My stomach drops. I already know what’s about to happen. You know when you just know?

*She felt it.*

I walked down the hallway. I turned my body slightly. Her door was wide open. The light was on.

Okay.

And he was downtown having a ball.

What?

I didn’t really do nothing. No. I looked and I said, “Are y’all cool?”

She scooted back. And he immediately stopped and chased after me.

“Bro, no. I’m sorry. We’re drunk. We’re drunk. We’re drunk.”

Wait. She went in. He was eating a box when she went in there. He was eating that thing. And she scooted back like, “Oh, damn.” He was eating it, y’all. Ooh, he was eating it. The light was on and the door was open. Yo, imagine just walking in there. You walk in there. Hey, what y’all doing?

“No, it’s not this. I was drunk. I’m drunk.”

Stop the cap.

—

Okay.

Wow.

He followed me out and I was like, “You need to get your things and you need to go.”

But like I said—not the smartest. I think it was honestly because I was in a state of shock. I told him to go. He packs his things up, but he doesn’t leave for like five hours. He stays in the crib.

Red flag.

And also, she doesn’t come and chase after me or say sorry right away.

Another red flag. They were both being oddly weird, like it was a normal reoccurrence that this has happened.

Yo, that other girl? She a devious look. Oh my god, she a devious—you got your home girl in here, which is supposed to be your best friend now, and you letting the other—eating your—with the door wide open and the light on? Huh? Wow. Devious. Got to watch who you keep around you. Y’all devious around this boy.

And this is just the first time that they’ve been caught.

—

Let me start with her. She is an attention-seeking, wannabe jealous, envious, always-has-been girl. And I’m just too—I would never. I’m never any of those things. So I can’t look at someone that I consider a sister and best friend and think that somebody would look at me like that.

Everything I had, she wanted. She wanted the guy I was talking to. She wanted my friend group. She wanted the type of job that I had. She went so far—I’m a server in a breakfast restaurant. And guess what type of job she got? Server in a breakfast restaurant.

Okay.

After everything happened, she moved. We had a sixty-day contract. So we had to stay. We stayed in the same apartment complex for sixty days. I move out because why would I want to stay somewhere where I was traumatized? She moved into the same apartment complex, just a different apartment, a building over.

And the aftercare was weird. She didn’t really talk to me. She blocked my number. Weird. I don’t know what you’re blocking me for. What are you crying for?

—

And also, she called the police on my friend Deja because Deja came over and it was around the time of her birthday. There was a balloon. Deja popped the balloon. Her feelings were so hurt over a popped balloon. She called the cops.

Yo, what the police do? The police should have took her ass to jail. You called us here because of that?

“Put your hands behind your back,” on—to come to my apartment that my friend was in. She called the cops over a popped balloon.

Crazy.

But it makes sense why she blocked me. She knew in the back of her mind what she was doing was still dead wrong. Which is crazy because you guys both talked about how disgusting it was. “Ew, she’s so disgusting. He’s so gross. I would never do that.” Like, are you okay?

That’s what they all say.

That’s what he would tell me and his homeboy all the time. Always talking about how he could never be with a girl that was ever with one of his friends. You want me to take it there?

“Well, girl, that was with one of—”

The whole crew. Okay. The whole gang.

I digress. That’s none of my business. That’s what you like. That’s what you—

Guess. He said—yeah. They said it was fire. I guess his friends say that. He like—let me see. OH MY GOD. LIKE CLEARLY that’s what you like.

She has issues mentally that she needs to go and get help for. Him, on the other hand, mentally, physically, and emotionally abused me for all of the years that I talked to him. But if you’re in that situation, you already know how it goes. I loved him and I tried to pursue him and show him how much I loved him and cared for him. All he did was take advantage of me. Of my belongings. He lived with me for two years rent-free and he used my car. He would bring it back to me on empty and expect me to fill the tank after he would use my car. He never paid for—

You ain’t tell us all this, baby. Oh yeah, this sound like the type of—that sleep with your friend. Yeah, I ain’t surprised at all now.

Rent-free. All he had to do is slang dick.

Yo, that got to be the best job in the world. Hey, somebody hire me. I know how to sling it too. I PROMISE YOU. Somebody come hire me, man. You feel me? I’m trying to move in. I’m trying to slang dick. I’m trying to use your kind—you know what? I’mma make it even better for you, sweetheart. I got my own cars. It’s okay. I don’t need to drive your car, but just let me come in live rent-free and slang dick. Let me keep all my money. I ain’t going to use your car. You ain’t got to worry about me using your car. You ain’t got to worry about filling your tank up. Matter of fact, I’ll fill your tank up sometimes. I’mma be on my best behavior. What? Oh—I ain’t trying to wash dishes and clean clothes. Well, I wash my own clothes and I’ll take the load off you a little bit. I’m just trying to slang dick. That’s the main thing. I want to slang dick and I want to live rent-free. Anything.

I paid for all the groceries, all the bills, everything. Everything. It was all me.

“I throw one in them better. I’ll feed you. Okay.”

—

Anyways, the aftercare was stupid from her, from him. He continued to manipulate me. Like I said, I was stupid. I fell for it. And it was out of—I was trying to give people grace and forgiveness and really act like or really understand that maybe it really was a mistake. And that says nothing about me and everything about the type of person that they are because I didn’t have to be forgiving.

I have text messages of him saying, “Please don’t leave my life. I love you so much. I want to be better for you.” I have all of these messages. So I’m not crazy. He made me feel a certain way and I believed him.

But I ended up, fast forward, whatever. I still talked to him until like May of 2024. I went to Massachusetts because I was not mentally doing okay out here and I needed to go get help and get right. When I come back, he has this new girl he’s talking to. Completely different from my old best friend.

He says, “Oh, I’m taking this girl really seriously.”

Which—hi. I don’t know if you’re going to see this. I hope that you do, but they are doing the same thing to you. I had actually even asked, I said, “How is she so okay with you and this girl being friends after you guys did what you did to me? If you guys could do it to me, you guys will do it to anybody.”

And he said, “Everybody but you seems to understand that it was a one-time accident and mistake.”

It wasn’t.

Yo, one-time accident, man.

Stop the cap.

—

So whoever talks to either one of them now, they’re probably in love. That’s probably the issue here. They’re probably in love and they want to be together. And you guys, if you guys talk to this man or this girl, which I’m sure if you’re from Las Vegas, you guys already know who I’m talking about, just know that they’re together and they’re still getting it all.

I just moved into my new house. God bless. Thank you.

God bless. Okay.

And I was mounting my TV.

Let me come move in that, baby. Let me come move in it. That’s all I want to do. I want to slang dick. That’s all I want to do. No, I’m just playing. But for real though, that’s the best job in the world.

I grabbed a toolbox. Nothing. And I found a phone. My personal device. My phone that I gave to this man in 2021 because guess what? He didn’t have a working phone. So me being the kind person that I was, I gave him a phone to use. When I found it in the toolbox, I’m not even thinking like that. I don’t even remember how I got it back into my possession. Probably at one point when he was living with me two years rent-free, he probably snuck it in the toolbox.

I charge it and it opens up. I don’t need nothing because this is an old phone. There was nothing for me to need to get into the phone. It just automatically opened up. And his iCloud was still on the phone.

My main thing on my mind at this point was to go into the hidden files. Because I had asked him multiple times in the last year of us talking to delete anything that could be in his hidden files of me. Delete it out of his hidden files. There’s no reason that you need to have those.

He ain’t deleting them.

I went to the hidden files to see if my videos were still there. And they were. But as I’m going through the hidden files and I see my videos, I also see videos that I don’t really recognize that were in between videos of me. It’s like a video of me, a video I didn’t recognize, a video of me.

I click on one of them.

And there they are. Getting it on. In the worst way. Multiple times over.

Yo, I’m going to tell you something. If you ever let a dude record you, he’s not getting rid of those videos. Not saying he’s going to post it or anything. Not saying he’s going to post it or anything, but just when you say, “Hey, delete the videos ’cause we broke up. Delete the videos”—he’s not deleting those videos.

Over and over and over. Setting the camera up. It’s not like the first time that they’ve ever done it.

That’d be fun though. I ain’t going to lie. I like making videos. Y’all know I got a drone now. I’m trying to find some—yo, let me put the drone in the air. Had a drone flying in the room. I literally got the drones, y’all. I set the tripod up. Yo, I want to do that. I’m about to buy a new camera, Sony camera, so y’all can see. You know what I’m saying? It’s cool now, but I think the quality could be a little better with this camera. So I’m about to buy—oh, I want to use that.

—

Not only—and just to preface, just to make this very clear, I didn’t watch all the full videos. For the most part, it started with her face. It started off right away, so I don’t even need to watch the videos to know that there’s multiple videos and it was of them.

From the videos that I found, the first video of them hooking up was October 17th, 2023. Three weeks after I walked in on them. All the way up until March 22nd of this year. A year and a half.

You guys made me feel crazy for a year and a half. People made me feel crazy for a year and a half.

Okay, it’s darker now because I just watched this over before I posted it. And I just need to—

That’s one thing about me. You ain’t about to sway me from what I think or what I done seen. When I caught your ass, I caught you. You could try all that goofy if you want to. You can try to goddamn do a temper tantrum. You can goddamn cry. You can do all that. When I caught you, I caught you, bro. You’re not going to make me think I’m crazy. I think you crazy for thinking I’m crazy.

—

Say this. On February 28th, I ran into the both of them. They were out. We were at the same place at the same time. It was her, him, and the group of friends that I used to be friends with. And then it was me and my home girl.

February 28th, I went up to her because like I said, I’m trying to turn a new leaf. I wanted to let her know that there was no bad blood. She doesn’t need to be scared if I was ever in the same place at the same time as her because she always thought that I was going to hit her. Girl, if I was going to hit you, I would have been.

Right.

Right. Okay.

So I was trying to be the bigger, more mature person. Let her know, “I love you. I forgive you. No bad blood. I don’t want you to be hard on yourself. I’m moving forward. I want you to move forward too.”

I love people like this. This is how I know there’s still some hope for humanity. I love people like this. Just nice people, bro. I with nice people, y’all. I don’t with you mean. I just don’t. You know what I’m saying? I with people like this. I always got to applaud people for just being so nice. You know, I don’t agree with it. I wouldn’t be apologizing to that—making that—trying to make that feel bad about nothing. But I with people like this. Just genuine people though. I need people like that in my circle. No cap.

I ain’t going to take advantage of you.

All while not knowing that she’s still doing what she’s doing.

And she was in front of all her friends. This is weird. Crying in my face, saying how I’m such a good person and she can’t believe that she did this to me. And she misses me as a friend. She just misses me.

So.

You can cut the tears out. I don’t give a about that.

So much. It’s insane.

But just so we’re clear, that’s not how I feel anymore. As of April 16th, I do not feel how I felt on February 28th when I last saw her because just a quick two weeks later, I found out what was really going on.

—

All right, back to the story. He also, when I confronted him about these videos, said it was just a couple drunk nights.

How much do you guys be drunk?

I know, right?

And can you guys only do that when you guys are drunk? Like, come on, dude. Do you actually think I’m stupid? It’s not just when you guys are drunk.

You do think he’s stupid.

And another thing, she watched me for two years go through hell and back with this man. She watched him do the worst things. The worst thing that you could do to a female. The worst thing. She watched it with her own two eyes. Was right there. A witness. And she didn’t do anything. She always was going to stand by him. Always.

Why do you think you’re going to get chosen? You’re not going to get chosen. Even now, today, you’re in the same position I was in. You have his clothes hanging up in your closet. Heard about that. You have his clothes hanging up in your closet. All his stuff, his stuff is there. You think you’re going to get chosen, girl. You’re me 2.0. You’re 2.0. He’s not choosing you. He’s using you. And you would think that because you watched him do it to me firsthand, you would know that all you are is a quick little moment. That’s all you are. And you probably provide something for him that he can’t provide for himself.

But not only are you sitting in my face—both of you are sitting in my face saying how I don’t deserve anything that happened to me the first time. You didn’t even do the worst the first time. But you’re telling me I don’t deserve it, but you’re still doing it.

At what point are you just a terrible person? Are you a disgusting person? Scum of the earth. You don’t deserve—you guys deserve each other. And everybody that obviously knew that this was going on. This isn’t a secret and everybody acts stupid and acts like they don’t know this. You guys are bad, terrible people too.

—

So I didn’t need to look at the phone for any longer than thirty seconds because I’ve already seen what I need to see twice. God loves me so much. He showed me two times that no matter how forgiving and graceful I am—no matter the type of person I am, terrible people are going to be terrible people and do terrible things to you, no matter how you treat them or how you feel about them. Some people have nothing but ill, gross, nasty intentions.

And I’m sure her and him and other multiple people are going to probably say that I’m tripping and I’m lying and I’m just doing this for attention. No. I’m not tripping and I’m not lying. I know what I saw. Trust me, I know what I saw. I know what my two eyes definitely saw. And if I wanted to do this for attention, I would have done it a year and a half ago when it first happened. In what world would I want to post this for attention? This is embarrassing. It’s embarrassing that I ever even knew you guys. This is not for attention.

All in all, I’m so worked up right now. I’m so angry.

All in all, don’t let someone show you multiple times that they don’t love and care about you. It doesn’t work out. I might have been laughing a couple times in this video and it’s because I’ve put a lot of hard work into healing myself. At first I didn’t put myself first when this first happened because, like I said, it was an out-of-body experience. I could literally get emotional because I don’t deserve that. I don’t deserve that. And you guys are both right. I don’t deserve that. That’s the only thing that you guys are right about. I never deserved that. And you guys never deserved to be in my life either.

And I can only think that people like that don’t win in life. And I’m just happy I’m not that type of person. I’m just happy that I can go to sleep at night, lay my head on a pillow, and know that I have made mistakes in life, but I’ve never made a mistake like that. And I’ve never done somebody like that ever in my life. Not once. But twice. Like you sociopath. Both of you looked me in my eyes. One of you was crying. Another one of you was begging me not to go while you’re still doing what you’re doing.

That’s how it is. I told y’all. I know somebody—they will bust out in tears on your ass if you catch him cheating or something. He will bust out. He will do every beg, plead, everything. It’s all a game. Me, I got too much pride and I’m just a that’s never going to do that. But do that. And girls, y’all definitely do that too. Y’all think y’all slick.

You guys go to couple’s therapy. Please.

—

Wow.

Hey, what can I say, boy? I mean, yeah. Only thing I can say is, somebody hire me. Somebody hire Big Play. But no, this relationship definitely sounded like it wasn’t going right anyway. I think we all can say that.

Hey, at least she ain’t got to deal with this no more. And at least y’all know what I always say. At least she ain’t had no baby, right? At least she ain’t mentioned that she had one ’cause if she did, could have been even worse.

But the only thing that I will say is, you know, man, they was together, bro. They was together. If y’all was living together, man, y’all together. I was talking to a girl one time. I met her at the grocery store. She told me she lived with her baby daddy but they wasn’t together. So I’m like, “Yeah, okay.” You know, but I was with it. I’m just like, “Hey, let me know when I should call.” You know what I’m saying? I was on that type of. “When I can’t call, this that and the third. Me and my baby daddy don’t do—” Yeah. All right. You know what I’m talking about? I’m just trying to have some fun. You know what I’m saying? That’s your business when you coming over here type. You know what I’m talking about?

So yeah, whenever you live with somebody, man, y’all still messing around. Stop the cap.

But y’all let me know what y’all think in the comments below. I appreciate y’all for tuning in and rocking with me as always. Like I say, at least she didn’t have no baby by the—best friend trifling. Trifling. You know what I’m talking about? Like at least go do it with somebody else. He got videos of the girl and everything. When she at work, they in there getting it in, going crazy, and he living rent-free.

I just thought about it. The got the two girls in there that’s friends. He’s slanging dick and living rent-free and got both girls paying the rent. What the? And I know I slang dick good. What the hell? Am I in the wrong line of work?

Anyway, y’all let me know what y’all think in the comments below. I appreciate y’all for tuning in and rocking with me. Make sure y’all follow both storytime channels. We still hustle daily and still hustle daily.

Peace.