Tuesday, September 02, 2014

Wife Killer

After our nice make out session, Daniel headed back to San Diego. I ran upstairs in sheer excitement, I didn't even feel the four flights of stairs.

He called after four hours or so. He got stuck in a bit of traffic on his way home. Poor thing I thanked him again for making that long drive, he told me, verbatim, 'You deserve it and more!' I was like dang, he's a keeper!

No word from him for a while. Daniel can go quiet, if you miss him, you have to call. Guaranteed, he will call you back within 24 hours. That's one thing about him. But you also don't want to be that girl. You know what I mean? I waited to hear back from him at his convenience. I did talk to like a gazillion other people in the meantime though. Don't judge me. You have to be creative with your eggs. Can't keep them all in one basket. San Diego is a little ways away. If there is someone within the LA county who wants to do something, I'm down.

One day, I got a call from Rancho. The prodigal son. He asked how I had been. I told him, fine. He asked if the police got me my laptop back. I told him they didn't. He asked if I know of someone who wants to buy a laptop. Like, seriously! How low can this guy go? He is seeing  my loss as his gain. Tryna sell me a hot laptop that he probably stole from his office. I am not trying to be no accessory to no nothing. I told him no, I didn't know anyone who is trying to buy a laptop. He got bitter and said, oh yeah, I forget;  the people you associate with can't afford laptops. I got defensive and said, at least they don't try to sell their own belongings to pay for their mortgage and sht. He got pissed and went on and on about how poor I am, how he, at least is not the one living in an apartment and having to share with strangers. 'I HAVE A HOUSE. AND A CAR! I DON'T HAVE TO TAKE THE BUS, BLAH BAH BLAH.' He can hit below the belt, he has no shame whatsoever. This is the same person who once said, 'are you having a black moment, right now?' I can hit below the belt to. Don't tempt me. I try not to but when I go there, I GET IN THERE! I asked him why he doesn't return one of the cars, clearly he can't afford it. I told him at least I wasn't living above my means. He told him he wasn't trying to pay his bills with the laptop money, he bought a new desktop, so he was getting read of the old PC. I said, what a coincidence that you are doing all this at the end of the month when it's time to pay your bills. He had told me a month prior that he almost lost his car. He didn't have enough money to pay for cars and house. I don't know why he told me that. That's a turn off. Nobody wants to know about your problems when you start dating. Anyway, we went on and on, back and forth. Then  I said, you shouldn't have killed your wife, now you can't afford to pay for sh*t. Then I put the phone down and blocked his ass.

I should have felt bad, but I tell you, I felt amazing. Whatever! So what? All's fair in love and war. I didn't care if we would never talk again. It was good while it lasted. Until it wasn't. He wasn't calling to take me out on a date or anything anyway. He called to see if he could make a quick buck or two from me. So. One evening, on my way to the Arsenio Hall Show, I was in line, on the phone to my friend in New Jersey. I got a call. I didn't recognise the number. I asked her to hold. I picked up. 'YOU OWE ME AN APOLOGY! THAT WAS VERY MEAN!' I was like, 'who's this?' Needless to say, I knew who it was. When I asked who it was, he was like, who do you think it is, punk. I want an apology!' I went, 'Ranco,  what I said to you yesterday was very mean. I got caught up in the moment. I shouldn't have gone there. I'm sorry.' The *ss hole hung up on me! I just rolled my eyes. The apology was,  what's the thing that comes before half assed?

The following day, While hanging out at my Georgian Friend's apt in Hollywood, I got notifications from my call block app. Rancho had tried to call and he sent me a few texts. In one of his messages, he apologised for the argument we had. He asked if I wanted to go to the movies. He asked why I was hanging up on his calls. I unblocked him and texted him back to stop lying. I had never received any calls from him. He called, I picked up. He was like, 'Golly, are you on the bus again?' He just can't stand my being on the bus. As if I use his body to be on the bus. I was like, you demanded an apology and when you got it, you hung up, you jerk! WTF's up with that? I take my 1 apology back! He apologies, saying he couldn't even hear me. He was at the gym when he called. Yada, Yada, Whatever.

He reiterated if I wanted to go to the movies with him. I told him if he asked me, I might think about it. He asked. In a normal way. I told him, I would go if he was going to pick me up. He said, I was thinking you could meet me halfway, blah. I'm like dude, don't kid here! You know you miss me. Pick me up or go to the movies by yourself. He was like, no you missed me. But I'll do you a favour because I am kind and I will pick you up.

I talked to my Peruvian friend that night. She asked about Rancho. I told her the latest. She was like, 'OMG Brook, aren't you scared to go out with this man after you accused him of killing his wife'? I was like, nah, what could he possibly do to me? She said, "He could kill you too. Brook, you have to give me this guy's number. I will call him tonight and tell him, Hello, I'm Brook's friend. Brook is a very nice person, please don't kill her. Please don't kill my friend!" I still roll on the floor laughing at that one.

Rancho got busy with work until the weekend. Sunday, he finally had a chance to go to the movies as opposed to the previous Wednesday as he had requested. he picked me up that Sunday afternoon. Never made eye contact as usual. I always tease him about that. It kinda bugs me though. I have issues with people who never make eye contact. Reminds me of Elvin. Remember him?  Dude never looked me in the eye, ever! Anyway, we drove to West Covina. Twenty to thirty minutes from Hollywood. They had a nice cinema there. It was packed. We found parking and walked towards the cinema. Dude be walking way ahead of me like he don't know me. I'm jogging behind him trying to catch up. I was like, dude, what the heck! Why are you acting like you don't know me! Slow down! He is such a socially awkward person. Our theatre was packed. We waited outside, eating popcorn and saw the next show. We saw Unstoppable with Liam Neeson. Great movie. Love me some Liam Neeson. Sidenote: I hear he has one of the biggest d*cks in Hollywood? Source: Janice Dickinson. One of my fave people.I''ve watched just about every show she's in just cos she's so entertaining.

We enjoyed the movie, he took me home thereafter. We hung out for a minute or two, then he drove home.


Tembz Didit said...

I am sure I posted a comment on this blog.

Babalwa Brook said...

I never received it, boo :)

Babalwa Brook said...

Don't leave me hanging. I'm curious.