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Hopefully it all goes well!
Cindy's Diary Entry-March 29, 2014
So before I get out my rabbit vibrator and go to town on myself, I should get down what happened at the winery.
I got there and found Trevor and his skag already there, a glass of Pinot Noir already in hand as they greeted me. Trevor was kind as always, giving me a friendly kiss on the cheek which I returned. Vanessa did the same, me wondering if I'd get slut cooties from her.
After saying hi to their friends, who I was trying to make mine as easily as possible, Trevor introduced me to Ross.
I had to admit he wasn't a bad looking guy. 6'2", well built, with dark complexion and hair. I could easily see why this guy played the field.
Trevor: Cindy, you remember Ross.
Ross: Nice to see you again...
He had a confident smile and aura around him that said he could get any woman (or man for that matter) that he wanted.
Me: You too. Trevor and Vanessa said such nice things about you.
Ross: Well, I'm sure they were overly flattering as usual. They certainly weren't in describing you.
This guy was laying it on thick as Trevor left us to get to know each other, my eyes following him as he walked away.
Me: So how do you know Trevor and Vanessa?
Ross: Oh, I met Vanessa through work, and we became friends a few years ago.
This had my interest, but I filed it for later when the wine was flowing more.
Ross: How about you?
Me: Trevor and I grew up together.
I wanted to see how much he actually knew about my past history with Trevor.
We talked on and off for about an hour. On the surface, he was a charming guy, bordering on arrogant. There was no way he was gonna get anywhere near my cooch, but he could be useful to get closer to Trevor possibly.
After a bottle or two had been downed, I realized it was starting to have an effect on Ross and I figured the time was ripe to get some good dirt. I'd been drinking water secretly for a while, so I was still fairly sober so I wouldn't reveal too much.
Me: So, you've known Vanessa a while, is she really as perfect as she appears to be?
I figured if I started with a flattering question about her (something that made my stomach churn) I could get him to let his guard down.
Ross: She's the best! Always been so fun and outgoing. Not to mention hot as fuck!
He said it a bit louder then I'd have liked, but the door was cracking open. I wondered now how hot he thought she was.
Me: With a friend like you, I'm surprised you and her didn't hook up.
I saw the look on his face. Turning his head, slight grin.
YES!!! HE'D FUCKED HER!!!!
Me: Ahh...
I tried to remain passive about it while Ross just shrugged his shoulders.
Ross: No big deal. We kinda had a "friends with benefits" deal for a while. Then she met Trev.
Me: Never wanted to date her?
Ross: Nah, I was still grabbing after any pussy I could get. I've calmed down from that a bit, I can assure you.
I know he was saying that so he could get me in his pants, but I wondered how far the candle burned for Vanessa. Ross may just be what I need.
Me: Well, that's nice to know... Kinda sucks for you though that you get there after Vanessa's already taken though.
Ross: Eh, it happens.
His body language told a different story, and it was all I needed to know. He'd totally still bang Vanessa if he could, if he wasn't already. Now I finally had a hook that I could use to snag Trevor and rescue him from the whore.
What if he didn't know that his buddy Ross had tapped his girl? It might not break them up, but it'd be enough to start sowing the seeds of doubt. Maybe more if I could convince him that she still carried a torch for him, maybe that they were still banging in secret.
I could feel the clouds parting as Ross went to catch up with some other friends. I sat thinking how I could plant the idea in Trevor's head for a while when Trevor came up and sat down across from me, making me smile.
Trevor: So? What do you think of Ross?
Me: Well, he seems very nice. A bit cocky, but he is cute in his way.
Trevor: Seems like things went well.
He smiled a bit at that. Now time to spring my trap.
Me: I also think it's nice that you guys can all be friends. Just like I hope we're becoming again.
Trevor: What do you mean?
Me: Well you know...
I could see the confusion in his face. That told me definitively that he didn't know about Ross and fat ass hooking up back in the day.
Goody goody...
Me: Well you know how you and I were together and...
Trevor looked perplexed at me. I had to get my acting chops up now and looked shocked and sad.
Me: Oh, shit...
Trevor: Wait, you mean Vanessa and Ross...?
Me: Oh fuck, I'm so sorry.
I should've won an Oscar for this shit.
Me: I'm sorry. I figured if he told me, you had to know.
Trevor: You mean Ross told you that Vanessa and him went out?
Me: I mean, he made it seem more casual then that.
I was trying my best to get him on the right path, but not show my hand.
Me: Friends with benefits, I think is what he meant.
He immediately turned his head and God smiled on me.
Vanessa and Ross were talking and laughing together.
Me: Trevor, I'm so sorry. I figured they told you if he told me.
Trevor: Would you excuse me for a minute, Cindy?
He walked over and whispered to Vanessa as they went off to a more private area.
I couldn't hear most of it for a while until Trevor started yelling louder.
Trevor: How the fuck could you not tell me?!
Lying Whore: Babe, please!!
Trevor: I gotta get out of here!
Lying Slut Bag: Trevor!
I slipped out around there, knowing the damage was done. I practically floated back home, thrilled that the cracks in their relationship had started.
I got home and quickly texted Trevor.
I'm so sorry about what happened. I had no idea you didn't know. I never meant to cause a problem. I'm really sorry!
While I genuinely was sorry he was currently in pain, I knew that soon, I'd be the one to make it all better. I kept looking at my phone wondering if he was gonna text back. Five minutes later, I had my answer.
It wasn't your fault. How could you have known? They should've told me not you. I'm gonna try and calm myself and think my way through this.
I imagined him there in his apartment, sitting on the couch, hoping that his thoughts would turn to hate toward the woman who'd lied to him and toward the woman that's always been honest with him, even when she was stupid.
I understand. Try and get some sleep if you can. If you need to talk, I'm here for you.
It was pretty quick when Trevor replied, my hands already in my panties to rub one out.
Thanks, Cindy. I really appreciate you being honest with me. It just sucks. Good night to you too!
YES!!!
He was finally starting to see the truth that I'm the one that will always be there for him. I got myself off and noticed that Ross texted me, but I ignored it. He'd played his part and now I just needed Trevor to bite.
Trevor's Journal Entry-March 29, 2014
I can't fucking believe this!!!
It happened again!
First Cindy, now Vanessa!!
Do all women do this? Lie to men and manipulate them?!
Vanessa had a year and a half to tell me that Ross and her used to hook up. She could've mentioned it from the start or at least after we all became friends. I get why he didn't tell me, thinking it was really Vanessa's place to do so, which it sure as shit was.
Thank God for Cindy! While she didn't know it, she saved me from a huge timebomb. Maybe more.
Vanessa kept trying to talk to me, even after I left the vineyard. She kept saying it meant nothing and just didn't want me to feel awkward.
She knew what I went through with Cindy and the hurt she caused. Then she goes and does something just as bad, if not worse. Yeah, Cindy tore my heart out, but at least she was honest with me and about what she wanted.
How can I really trust Vanessa now?! What else don't I know?!
Thank God we took separate cars there so I could leave without dealing with her or the guilt of stranding her there. She, of course, kept calling and texting, wanting to explain, wanting to come over and talk everything out. I told her straight I was in no mood to hear it now.
Ross texted too, telling me he was sorry and didn't know that Vanessa never told me. I replied telling him it wasn't his place to tell me or his fault for telling Cindy something that should've already been known to me.
Cindy sent me a text, saying she was sorry about everything, and she had no idea I didn't know. How could she think it was her fault?! Vanessa should've told me. Should've trusted me.
I gotta think...
Vanessa's Log Entry-March 29, 2014
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
How could I be so stupid?!
How could I set the cheating cunt up with the guy that I used to fool around with?!
I should've known Ross couldn't keep his mouth shut. Completely fucking me over and blabbing everything about our past to Queen Loose Pussy!
When Trevor came over to me and Ross, I saw he was upset, but since I'd just seen him over with his whore of an ex, I figured he'd let more of emotions about her off. Maybe finally I was gonna be rid of her.
Trevor: So, is there something I don't know about you and Ross?
As soon as he asked me that question, I knew he knew something, but I didn't know what.
Me: What do you mean?
I was trying to get a sense of how much he knew, not knowing how much Ross or the cunt muscle told him.
Trevor: Vanessa, tell me now what I don't know about you two.
He'd never been that forceful before. He was mad and I knew that I had to play this just right.
Me: Ok, Ross and I fooled around a bit before I met you. It's really no big deal.
Trevor: If it was no big deal, then why didn't you tell me?
Me: I didn't want you to feel weird when we were hanging out together with him. I didn't want you to think there was still anything there. We were single and lonely, that's it.
Trevor: And how am I supposed to believe that now?
The look of anger and hurt on his face, said it all. He didn't trust me anymore.
Me: Don't you trust me?! Don't you know I'd never betray or hurt you?
Trevor: By not being honest with me, you did just that. I never asked about your numbers or you're ex's because I genuinely didn't care. But you have to know that someone in our friend group, someone we see on a regular basis, is a different story.
Me: Baby, I know I fucked up. But you have to believe me, we never hooked up once we we're exclusive.
Trevor: Excusive...
I noticed his eyebrow raise, and I knew I'd just fucked up again.
Trevor: So you fucked him when we first started out then?
Me: Baby (I took both his hands) we weren't exclusive yet...
I knew then that it was an empty point, even if I was right.
Trevor: And you still couldn't tell me?
I had no response to that.
Trevor: I'm going home, I gotta think.
He turned and walked away. I cried and begged for him to come back, but he wouldn't. Wouldn't even turn around to look at me. He just got in his car and drove away.
Some of our friends found me around this time, saying how sorry they were, asking why Trevor left, and why he would just leave me behind.
I just told them that I fucked up and didn't want to talk about it. I looked for Ross and got him someplace quiet.
Me: Why the fuck did you decide today was the day to tell Trevor we used to hook up?!
Ross: I didn't know he didn't know. I told Cindy when we were talking about how we all knew each other.
So, it was her!! I know that was her plan, find something on me she could twist to turn Trevor against me. I fuming while Ross was smirking.
Me: What the fuck are you grinning at?!
Ross: Nothing. (He kept chuckling slightly as he said it) Guess he just couldn't handle the competition from the "big dog".
That's when I balled up my fist and decked him while I went to my car. I've been trying to talk to Trevor since. I figured going to his apartment was a mistake but tried to get him to talk to me over text or a call.
No answer...
Cindy's probably over there right now, putting God knows what into his head about me. I don't know what's worse at this point, that I might lose Trevor, or that I might lose him to that skank.
Cindy's Diary Entry-March 30, 2014
Trevor finally texted me back this morning, thanking me again for being honest with him. I asked him if he wanted to grab a coffee and talk things out, and I was kinda surprised he agreed. Ecstatic, but surprised.
We met at the same coffee shop that I'd met the original slut in, smiling to myself that I finally had the upper hand over the cheating skank. I may have wanted to play around in college, but I never cheated on Trevor.
I got there first and ordered a coffee, wearing a cute outfit, but nothing overly revealing or sexy. He came in a few minutes after me, waiving at me and going to the counter to order. Trevor looked put together, but haggard, obviously not getting much sleep.
I knew I had to play this all just right. I couldn't make my move on Trevor yet, then he'd just shut down or accuse me of planning all this. I had to be sympathetic, contrite, and maybe a bit stunned. I might even have to defend the whore, just so he didn't think I was planning all this.
He got his coffee and came over, me getting up and offering a friendly hug to him. While I wanted to grab his ass, I sat back down as he took a deep breath and sipped his latte.
Me: How are you?
Trevor: I really don't know. (He took another deep breath here). I think I'm just confused, angry, and I...I don't even know what.
Me: I'm so sorry. I...I never meant to cause this.
Trevor: Cin, you didn't cause anything. Fuck, you were the only one who was honest with me in all this. Vanessa, Ross, our friends I'm sure knew. No one thought enough of me to actually tell me what was going on.
Me: That's gotta be hard, but I really don't know if any of your friends knew. They seemed pretty shocked by it too.
Trevor: Maybe... I dunno, I just don't get why either of them couldn't have told me. I get why maybe in the first few months or whatever, but a fucking year and half?!
Me: I'm surprised too. I'd have thought for sure Vanessa would have let you know before now. It really sucks.
Trevor: I know... I mean, shit, I was thinking I finally found my person. I was gonna give her a ring and everything. Now...
Me: Well, look. I mean at least you hadn't yet, so you have time to think on things and figure out what you want or need and can really decide.
Every step of the conversation, I'm trying to draw him in. Not to me so much at this point, just to the idea that Queen Cum Slut isn't the one for him. If I could get him over that hurdle, anything was possible.
Trevor: That's true, I guess. I know I'm gonna need to talk things out with her, I just have no clue what I'm gonna say.
Me: Well, just remember no matter what she says that you have a right to be mad. I know you were angry at me a long time ago, but I was always honest with you at least. I really don't know why she didn't tell you, but she should have. Don't let her off the hook.
Trevor: You're right. You broke my heart, but at least you were honest with me about what you wanted and why. Why couldn't she do that or see that?
I took his hands into mine then as I could see he was starting to look sad.
Me: I don't know either. But people aren't always logical. Maybe she had a good reason and maybe she didn't. But if you don't confront her, you'll never know.
Trevor: You're right. I know. I mean, it's just a mind fuck. Not so much that it happened, but that she wouldn't tell me. It makes me wonder...
Me: If she's hiding other things...?
Trevor: Yeah! I thought we had trust firmly established, but now...
I reached across the table and took his hand in a supportive way.
Me: It'll be ok.
Trevor: Thanks, Cindy. I really appreciate you meeting me and letting me unload all my trash on you.
Me: Anytime, you know that.
He smiled at that as we chatted on other things before he left. I was floating on air! The man stealing whore was one foot out the door and I'm the supportive friend now that he turns too!
I got jill off for a bit. TTYL!
Trevor's Journal Entry-March 30, 2014
My conversation with Cindy certainly helped, but I still feel so empty. I decided that I'm gonna give it another day before I talk to Vanessa. Let her stew a bit, I figured.
Met Cindy and talked it over with her. I really am glad now we reconnected. She was so supportive and nice, really helping me get a clearer head on all this, just like she used to.
I gotta get some sleep and really think.
Vanessa's Log Entry-March 31, 2014
He finally reached back out! I started getting worried I was never gonna hear from him again or that I would need to just go and pack up my stuff, but he said he was ready to talk.
It was such a cold text from him, but at least he was talking. I replied back that I would meet him wherever whenever. He suggested a bar I didn't know too well, but I knew was close to his work. I figured he wanted to be in a familiar place and in public.
I'm getting dressed to the nines for this. If I have to use my body to convince him to come back to me, I'll do it.
I just hope he listens.
Vanessa's Log Entry-March 31, 2014-continued
I'm gonna try and be as open and honest about mine and Trevor's conversation as possible.
I got there 15 minutes early, grabbed a gin and tonic, and sat at the most private table I could find. He arrived right on time, as always. I noticed he must be a regular here, because the bartender made him a drink without Trevor even ordering.
I saw the look on his face as he came toward me. It was full of confusion and anger. I got up to hug him and he silently told me to sit back down. Even his posture showed none of the normal signs of love I was accustomed to with him. He sat across from me and shifted uncomfortably with his drink in both hands.
Me: How are you?
Trevor: How do you think I am?
His voice was full of anger and hurt as he said it.
Me: Babe, I'm so sorry. I should've told you that Ross and I had a past.
Trevor: You think?!
Me: Babe, please! (I didn't want him making a scene.) It really was nothing. Just a dick to use while I was single.
Trevor: Then why hide it?
Me: I didn't think it really mattered. It didn't mean anything. It was just sex. I didn't want you to freak out about it.
Trevor: Were you ever gonna tell me?
Me: Eventually, probably. (I wasn't sure if I believed it, maybe during the honeymoon or something, I'd thought)
Trevor: That's confidence inspiring. (He took a deep sip off his drink.) So how do I know this isn't an ongoing thing?
Me: What?!
Trevor: You didn't tell me about it before? How do I know it's not still going on?
Me: Trevor, I'd never cheat on you. You know that. (I admit, I was getting mad now.)
Trevor: I didn't think you'd lie to me either. I mean, fuck, if Cindy hadn't told me...
Me: Babe, please. (Just the mention of the slutty cunt got my blood hotter.)
Trevor: It's true. I had to find out from my ex that you fucked one of your friends. Then got me to be friends with him, neither of you telling me. Don't you get how fucked up that is?!
I took a deep breath at that, acknowledging that he had a point.
Me: Babe, I know. I'm sorry and I should've told you. But please; get any thought out of your head that I've been with him or wanted to be with him since we were exclusive.
Trevor raised an eyebrow at that, and I got nervous.
Trevor: Exclusive? You mean you fucked him when we just started dating?
OH FUCK!!!!
Me: Well, just once or twice. But once we were exclusive...
Trevor: You mean our second date?! The day after our first date?! You went out with me and then fucked him?!
I needed to think and quick.
Me: Babe, I swear, it was only cause I was revved up from meeting you. I didn't want to go all the way on the first date, and I needed some relief. That was it.
Trevor: So, you couldn't wait one fucking day?! Was it that good?!
To be honest, it was pretty good. I was a wild woman that night, but it was really cause I needed to get it out of my system after meeting up with him.
Me: Babe, it meant nothing. We were just starting to see each other. It's really not a big deal.
Trevor: So, it was such a little deal, neither of you could tell me about it. I had to hear it from Cindy? He was fine telling her, but not me.
Me: We just didn't want you to freak out over something that happened a long time ago. Don't you trust me?
I saw Trevor ponder over the question for a second or two.
Trevor: A few days ago, I would've said absolutely. But now...
That hit me like a bullet. He doesn't trust me now, and I know if I don't change that, I'll lose him.
Me: Trevor, please. (I admit, I came off a bit pleading at this point.) Please, don't throw us away. I love you so much!
Trevor: But you don't respect me, do you?
I remember stuttering upon hearing that, thinking how could he come to that conclusion?
Trevor: If you respected me, you'd have been honest with me. I wouldn't have had to find out in front of all our friends.
Me: Baby, that's not true! I love you so much!
Trevor: I need to think.
He got up from the table at that point and left his coffee behind.
Me: Baby, please!
I was about louder then I should've been, but I didn't want him to go.
Trevor: Vanessa, I need some time to figure this out. Please respect that.
He turned and left with that.
I came home and cried into a pillow for a solid hour, trying to think of anything I could say or do to get Trevor to listen. I then got a text from Ross, saying that he was "sorry" how things worked out and asked me if I needed to be "consoled".
I damn near threw my phone through the window at that point, pissed that that walking hard-on could ruin everything!!
It has to be Cindy behind all this. She got that shit out of Ross in the first place and then told Trevor at the first opportunity.
I have to stop her. I can't let her manipulate Trevor into taking her back, so she can screw him over again.
I need a plan...
Trevor's Journal Entry-March 31, 2014
Well, that could've gone better...
I can't believe this! Vanessa's been hiding shit from the beginning!
Why couldn't she just be honest with me?! Why did she have to parade Ross around me and make me feel like a cuckold?
I didn't really think she cheated on me, or is cheating on me, but I really don't know what to think. I don't know if she's just stringing me along now until Ross becomes "more available" to her or something. Fuck, I was getting ready to marry this woman!!
Cindy texted earlier asking how it went. I told her and she said how sorry she was for what I was going through. She offered to meet up if I need a beer and chat, but I told her I needed tonight to myself.
I have to say that Cindy's been so sweet through all this. Like what she put me through before was a window for her to see how it affected me and how Vanessa is affecting me now.
I never would've thought that the woman who tore my heart out all those years ago would be a Godsend to me now, but she is. I think I'll hit up tomorrow for coffee or something, talking this out with another person and getting another perspective has gotta be helpful, right?
Cindy's Diary Entry-April 1, 2014
Great news!!
The stupid cunt's dug herself an even bigger hole and left Trevor spinning! He's hurt and confused and in prime position finally.
He's already reached out to me to have coffee, which I expertly switched to drinks. He agreed and I'm getting ready to go meet him now. Like before, I'm gonna look cute, but not overly sexy. A hint of cleavage to keep his attention, but not enough to look like I'm actually trying something.
I wasn't gonna make a full move on him, just hint that there may be better options for him out there, then slide myself in.
I'm so excited my plan's working!!!
Cindy's Diary Entry-April 1, 2014-Continued
I'm gonna try and get this down now so it's as accurate as I can remember.
I met Trevor at a bar not far from his apartment, arriving 10 or 15 minutes early to get as private a table as possible. I ordered a Vodka soda and waited for him to arrive.
He was five minutes early, true to form as always. He gave me a half smile as he got his drink from the bar and sat down.
Trevor: Hey, how's it going?
Me: I'm fine. It's you I'm worried about. How are you?
He took a deep breath before he answered.
Trevor: I'm as good as I'm gonna be for a while, I think.
Me: Have you talked to her since yesterday?
Trevor: No. She's texted and called a few times, but I let it all go to voicemail or unread. I really don't know what to say to her at this point.
Me: Well she has kinda thrown some curveballs at you. Did she at least apologize? Did Ross?
Trevor: My issue isn't with Ross. It wasn't his place to tell me what the fuck was going on with them. This is all on her.
Me: No, you're right. She definitely should've told you.
Trevor: I mean, am I just gullible? Do I just let women walk all over me? Is that what happened with us?
Me: Trevor, no! (I grabbed one of his hands at this point.) What happened with us is that I was an idiot and thought we needed to sow our wild oats and get it out of our systems. I never thought it would be the absolute end of us and for that I couldn't be more sorry that I put you through that.
Trevor: Wow, I didn't know you felt like that about it.
Me: Yeah... (I took a deep breath after this to set the mood back) But that's in the past. You need to focus on what's in front of you now. And no, I don't think your especially gullible or anything. Vanessa seems like a very sweet girl, who just wasn't forthcoming enough about some of her past hookups.
I knew I had to thread this needle very carefully if I was gonna keep Trevor ignorant of my true aims.
Me: I mean, do you think you'll be able to trust her after this? Are you worried she's hiding other things?"
Trevor: That's the crux of it. I don't know. I mean, I still love her, but now it's like I lost something in all this, and I really don't know what she or I can do to get it back.
Me: Well, I mean, you've made the effort, right? You reached out to her and were willing to talk shit out, and then she just basically threw it back at you, saying it was no big deal. I don't know, it seems like she's just trying to sweep things under the rug and tell you to move on.
Trevor: I mean, she definitely wants me to forgive and forget, but I don't know how she can expect that. We were together for a year and a half before this ever came up and she didn't even tell me. I mean, fuck, I was getting ready to propose to her.
PROPOSE???!!! This, had to be shut down obviously.
Me: Well, I'd say maybe put that to the side for now until you get your relationship figured out.
Trevor: Yeah, I know.
He sounded very sad as he said that. He clearly thought he'd found his girl. I just had to show him now that there were better options.
Me: Trevor, look, I know this sucks. You had everything pinned on her and she wasn't everything you thought. It doesn't make her a bad person (I really had to bite my tongue on this one), but she may not be the one for you.
Trevor: I guess my luck with women is still intact.
He gave a very dry smile at that. It almost made me cry.
Me: Don't say that. You're a great guy and a great catch. I'm just sorry if Vanessa didn't respect you enough to see that.
I was carefully laying a path before him. Not completely deriding the cunt, just sowing enough subtle doubt about her to get the message across that he needed to look elsewhere.
Trevor: She doesn't, does she?
Me: It certainly doesn't seem like it.
I was jumping for joy internally but keeping my shit together.
Trevor: But I still love her. Despite all this, I still do. It's not really any different than when you dumped me. I still loved you.
That made my heart sink and melt all at once.
Me: I was never trying to dump you. Just free you a bit so you could be open to new things. Granted, I didn't think it would lead back to Vanessa and you getting hurt again.
Trevor: That's not your fault. She made those choices. You're the one who let me know what was going on. I really do thank you for that.
He reached over and took my hand softly as my heart melted a bit more. I could see the look on his eyes that there were still feelings for me buried in there. Maybe they were dormant, but they were there. It was beautiful.
Cunt: WHAT THE FUCK???!!!
Vanessa's Log Entry-April 1, 2014
I was just walking, not wanting to be cooped up alone in my apartment. I just needed to clear my head, figure out a way to make Trevor see how much I truly love him and how much he means to me. I wondered and wondered, eventually making my way to Trevor's side of town.
Maybe it was subliminal, maybe I was hoping to see him so we could talk. I considered just going to his apartment, see if he would let me in to talk, but I decided a little liquid courage first might help. I went into a bar near his place and ordered a vodka soda. I was sipping on my drink when I saw them.
Trevor and the human cumrag sitting at a table together. Then he reached for her hand.
WHAT?!! He went out with that walking case of gonorrhea??!!
I stormed over to the table.
Me: What the fuck?!
Trevor: Vanessa?
Me: Yeah, you remember, your girlfriend. You're on a date with her?!
Trevor: I'm not on a date!
Me: Yeah, what do you call holding hands with this bitch?
Whore: What did you call me?!
Oops...
Trevor stood up at this point.
Trevor: Don't call her that! We're not a date. We came here to talk. About you and how you don't have any respect for me. Now you don't trust me?
Me: I trust you fine. It's her I don't trust.
Sloppy Pussy: What the fuck are you talking about?
Me: Oh, please. Like you haven't been trying to get Trevor back this whole time. You can fool him, but not me.
Trevor: She's not fooling anybody. She's a friend.
Me: Yeah, who wants to get you back. Come on, Trevor, she's been trying to sabotage our relationship ever since she showed up.
I figured in for a penny at this point.
Trevor: What has she done except point out how you and Ross lied to me?
Uh oh...
Trevor: What has she done other then be someone I could talk to while I figure our relationship out? How dare you insult her like that?
Lying Bitch: It's true, Trevor.
All time and space seemed to stop at that point.
Man Stealing Cunt: I do want you back.
Trevor's Journal Entry-April 1, 2014
I was stunned. Cindy standing there admitting that she wanted me back.
Me: You...you want me back?
Cindy: Trevor, of course I do. You're the perfect guy and while she clearly can't see it (meaning fat ass), I do.
Vanessa: See! I told you. She doesn't care about you; she just wants to steal you from me.
Cindy: Why shouldn't I? All you've done is lie to him and manipulate him. I mean, fuck, I know what I did was lousy, but I was honest with him, unlike you're slutty ass.
Vanessa: Slutty ass?! You fucked your way through college and I'm the slut? Bitch, your pussy is so beat up, it probably looks like a Roast Beef Salad!
Cindy: At least I don't need to fuck my friends on the side, behind my boyfriend's back.
Vanessa: I never...!
Me: Stop!!
Both girls stopped talking and looked at me. I was stunned, angry, and confused all at once. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I did the only thing I could.
Trevor: I need to go.
Cindy: Wait, Trevor...
Vanessa: Baby, don't...
But I wasn't gonna stop. I threw a 20 on the bar to pay for the drinks and left, leaving no uncertainty that I didn't want either of them to follow me. I walked straight to my apartment and bolted and chained the door, remembering that Vanessa had a key.
I couldn't believe it! Vanessa and Cindy going after each other like that! Then Cindy dropping the bomb that she wanted me back!
I just sat on the couch and thought. What the fuck was I gonna do?! I had one girl who I was in love with, but didn't respect me, trust me, or could be honest with me; and another who broke my heart, but was now trying to win me back, knowing I was still in relationship.
My head hurt. I think I'll just go to bed, try to make some sense of this in the morning.
Cindy's Diary Entry-April 1, 2014-cont
As soon as Trevor left, I wanted to grab the nearest knife I could and cut the bitch six ways to Sunday.
I finally had him! He was ready! He saw a life behind the lying slut and then she had to come and fuck it all up!
Me: Are you happy now?!
Selfish Cunt: How is this my fault?! You're the skank that's trying to steal my man!
Me: You lost him when you decided to be a lying ho bag. Don't blame me because you couldn't keep your taco from the plate!
Whoreish Jizzbucket: I never cheated on Trevor unlike your skanky ass! How many people did you flaunt that pack of deli meat you call a cunt to in college after you already had the perfect guy?!
Me: At least I never cheated on him.
Shit-smearer: I never cheated on Trevor! I fooled around with Ross before we were exclusive. Yeah, I should've told him, especially knowing what your skanky ass did to him, but at least I didn't dump to spread my legs to every Tom, Dick, and Shelly that came along.
Me: You fuckin' cun...
Bar Manager: HEY!
We both stopped and looked up at the imposing man in front of us.
Bar Manager: If you two can't knock it off, keep it down, or better yet, shut up; I'm throwing you both out!
Me: Sorry...
Quieter whore: Sorry, sir. We'll keep it down.
Bar Manager: You better...
He walked away after that and we both just looked at each other quietly for a few minutes, neither of us saying a word. We sipped our drinks and just looked at each other.
Vanessa's Log Entry-April 1, 2014-cont
I knew we'd fucked up. We'd fucked up with Trevor, the bar guy, everyone. Me and the cunt just started at each other in silence for a while after he left.
I started at her eyes, hatred burning through me at the women who'd caused all this damage. Who admitted she was trying all along to steal Trevor away from me! I wanted to take her outside by her hair and rip her hair out!!
WHAT A BITCH!!!!
Then for some reason, I looked at my own actions. I'm the one that decided to have a fuck buddy while I was first going out with Trevor. I'm the one that saw him the night of Trevor and mine's first date. And I'm the one that told Ross not to tell Trevor.
She may have contributed to all the drama, but I laid the bed.
Me: Why are you trying to take my boyfriend away from me?
My tone was calm and measured. I didn't show anger, though I was angry. I needed answers before I could even think of approaching Trevor.
Waste of Blond Hair: Because a few years ago, I made the biggest mistake in my life and I never thought I'd be able to fix it.
Me: That explains you wanting to apologize to him. Not wanting to get him back.
Ho-Bag: Cause he's perfect!
That statement just held in the air for a bit. I had to concede the point. Trevor really was perfect. He was kind, vulnerable, open, warm, funny, and an absolute demon in the bedroom. That's why I want him for my husband.
Me: Yeah, he is. I know that and I've known that for a long time. You dated him for a fuck ton longer then I have. What was this? A learning curve?
Dumb Bitch: Because you we're fuckin' perfect in college? You stayed with the same person all through high school and college?
Me: No, but I didn't have Trevor.
Loose Twat: Yeah, and would you have realized how amazing he was if you hadn't had a chance to see what else was out there?
The stupid slut actually had a point. I'd been with plenty of guys before Trevor came into the picture and it definitely did show me how rare a guy he really was.
Me: Ok, I give you that one, but why fuck with our relationship? Why try and take his happiness away from him? Hadn't you already done enough to fuck with his head?
Lying Liar: I may have hurt him by breaking up with him, but at least I was upfront with him. I didn't hide things from him.
Me: Sure, you never fooled around with anyone else before you dumped him.
Whore: I never did! I was tempted a few times, maybe even considered it a few more, but Trevor was the only one I'd ever been with until we broke up.
I haven't the slightest idea why, but I actually believed her. She didn't start her train pulling until she let Trevor go. But I also realized that I had her now.
Me: So, you never cheated on Trevor and I know he didn't cheat on you, but now you want him to cheat on me with you? What would that make him?
Slutty Shit-heal: I don't want him to cheat on you. I want him to dump your disrespectful ass and get back with someone who loves and respects him.
Me: I respect him!
Anal Carbuncle: Really? You respect him so much; you couldn't tell him the truth about Ross? You let him hang around your former fuck boy, completely ignorant, making him look like an idiot, and causing all this in the first place?
Now I actually had to think. I knew I should've told him, but how could she say I didn't respect him?! I would've told him.
I would've.
Would I?
Cindy's Diary Entry-April 1, 2014-cont
Now I knew I had her. She had no respect for the supposed "love of her life" and she had the balls to say I'm the reason her relationship is in the toilet. Time for the kill.
Me: What kind of marriage do you think you're gonna have when you treat him like a little boy who can't handle the "adult talk"?
Cheating Slut: I do not treat him like that! I just didn't want to hurt him.
Me: Great job...
Spoiled Skank: You're trying to destroy his chance at happiness. His chance away from your spread legs. This is all about you, you selfish bitch.
Me: Yeah, God forbid I try and save the only man I've ever loved from a relationship, let alone a marriage, with a woman HE CAN'T TRUST!
Bar Manager: Getting loud again...
I held up my hand to show I understood.
Me: I may have helped fire the gun, but the ammunition came from you. It's not my fault you lied to him. It's not my fault you fucked Ross after your first date. That's all on you.
It was quiet for a like thirty seconds before something really fuckin' weird happened.
The bitch started crying.
I just sat their uncomfortably, sipping my drink, while my nemesis was having a breakdown.
Crying Slut: You're right. Fuck you, you're right. I should've told him. I should've been honest with him. Why the fuck didn't I tell him?
She kept sniffling a bit before getting her shit together.
Recovering Whore: I'm gonna fix this. I'm gonna bare my heart to him and apologize. I'm gonna prey he forgives me and we move on.
Me: Yeah, right...
Shit Talking Skank: I am. I'm going to his place right now.
She stood up from the table quickly.
Fat Ass: And you're coming with me.
Me: What?!
Crazy Whore: You're coming with me. We're gonna lay it all out to him and let him decide what to do. Does he take back his loving girlfriend who made a mistake or the bitch who broke his heart to pieces so she could be a cumdump?
Cindy's Diary Entry-March 29, 2014
So before I get out my rabbit vibrator and go to town on myself, I should get down what happened at the winery.
I got there and found Trevor and his skag already there, a glass of Pinot Noir already in hand as they greeted me. Trevor was kind as always, giving me a friendly kiss on the cheek which I returned. Vanessa did the same, me wondering if I'd get slut cooties from her.
After saying hi to their friends, who I was trying to make mine as easily as possible, Trevor introduced me to Ross.
I had to admit he wasn't a bad looking guy. 6'2", well built, with dark complexion and hair. I could easily see why this guy played the field.
Trevor: Cindy, you remember Ross.
Ross: Nice to see you again...
He had a confident smile and aura around him that said he could get any woman (or man for that matter) that he wanted.
Me: You too. Trevor and Vanessa said such nice things about you.
Ross: Well, I'm sure they were overly flattering as usual. They certainly weren't in describing you.
This guy was laying it on thick as Trevor left us to get to know each other, my eyes following him as he walked away.
Me: So how do you know Trevor and Vanessa?
Ross: Oh, I met Vanessa through work, and we became friends a few years ago.
This had my interest, but I filed it for later when the wine was flowing more.
Ross: How about you?
Me: Trevor and I grew up together.
I wanted to see how much he actually knew about my past history with Trevor.
We talked on and off for about an hour. On the surface, he was a charming guy, bordering on arrogant. There was no way he was gonna get anywhere near my cooch, but he could be useful to get closer to Trevor possibly.
After a bottle or two had been downed, I realized it was starting to have an effect on Ross and I figured the time was ripe to get some good dirt. I'd been drinking water secretly for a while, so I was still fairly sober so I wouldn't reveal too much.
Me: So, you've known Vanessa a while, is she really as perfect as she appears to be?
I figured if I started with a flattering question about her (something that made my stomach churn) I could get him to let his guard down.
Ross: She's the best! Always been so fun and outgoing. Not to mention hot as fuck!
He said it a bit louder then I'd have liked, but the door was cracking open. I wondered now how hot he thought she was.
Me: With a friend like you, I'm surprised you and her didn't hook up.
I saw the look on his face. Turning his head, slight grin.
YES!!! HE'D FUCKED HER!!!!
Me: Ahh...
I tried to remain passive about it while Ross just shrugged his shoulders.
Ross: No big deal. We kinda had a "friends with benefits" deal for a while. Then she met Trev.
Me: Never wanted to date her?
Ross: Nah, I was still grabbing after any pussy I could get. I've calmed down from that a bit, I can assure you.
I know he was saying that so he could get me in his pants, but I wondered how far the candle burned for Vanessa. Ross may just be what I need.
Me: Well, that's nice to know... Kinda sucks for you though that you get there after Vanessa's already taken though.
Ross: Eh, it happens.
His body language told a different story, and it was all I needed to know. He'd totally still bang Vanessa if he could, if he wasn't already. Now I finally had a hook that I could use to snag Trevor and rescue him from the whore.
What if he didn't know that his buddy Ross had tapped his girl? It might not break them up, but it'd be enough to start sowing the seeds of doubt. Maybe more if I could convince him that she still carried a torch for him, maybe that they were still banging in secret.
I could feel the clouds parting as Ross went to catch up with some other friends. I sat thinking how I could plant the idea in Trevor's head for a while when Trevor came up and sat down across from me, making me smile.
Trevor: So? What do you think of Ross?
Me: Well, he seems very nice. A bit cocky, but he is cute in his way.
Trevor: Seems like things went well.
He smiled a bit at that. Now time to spring my trap.
Me: I also think it's nice that you guys can all be friends. Just like I hope we're becoming again.
Trevor: What do you mean?
Me: Well you know...
I could see the confusion in his face. That told me definitively that he didn't know about Ross and fat ass hooking up back in the day.
Goody goody...
Me: Well you know how you and I were together and...
Trevor looked perplexed at me. I had to get my acting chops up now and looked shocked and sad.
Me: Oh, shit...
Trevor: Wait, you mean Vanessa and Ross...?
Me: Oh fuck, I'm so sorry.
I should've won an Oscar for this shit.
Me: I'm sorry. I figured if he told me, you had to know.
Trevor: You mean Ross told you that Vanessa and him went out?
Me: I mean, he made it seem more casual then that.
I was trying my best to get him on the right path, but not show my hand.
Me: Friends with benefits, I think is what he meant.
He immediately turned his head and God smiled on me.
Vanessa and Ross were talking and laughing together.
Me: Trevor, I'm so sorry. I figured they told you if he told me.
Trevor: Would you excuse me for a minute, Cindy?
He walked over and whispered to Vanessa as they went off to a more private area.
I couldn't hear most of it for a while until Trevor started yelling louder.
Trevor: How the fuck could you not tell me?!
Lying Whore: Babe, please!!
Trevor: I gotta get out of here!
Lying Slut Bag: Trevor!
I slipped out around there, knowing the damage was done. I practically floated back home, thrilled that the cracks in their relationship had started.
I got home and quickly texted Trevor.
I'm so sorry about what happened. I had no idea you didn't know. I never meant to cause a problem. I'm really sorry!
While I genuinely was sorry he was currently in pain, I knew that soon, I'd be the one to make it all better. I kept looking at my phone wondering if he was gonna text back. Five minutes later, I had my answer.
It wasn't your fault. How could you have known? They should've told me not you. I'm gonna try and calm myself and think my way through this.
I imagined him there in his apartment, sitting on the couch, hoping that his thoughts would turn to hate toward the woman who'd lied to him and toward the woman that's always been honest with him, even when she was stupid.
I understand. Try and get some sleep if you can. If you need to talk, I'm here for you.
It was pretty quick when Trevor replied, my hands already in my panties to rub one out.
Thanks, Cindy. I really appreciate you being honest with me. It just sucks. Good night to you too!
YES!!!
He was finally starting to see the truth that I'm the one that will always be there for him. I got myself off and noticed that Ross texted me, but I ignored it. He'd played his part and now I just needed Trevor to bite.
Trevor's Journal Entry-March 29, 2014
I can't fucking believe this!!!
It happened again!
First Cindy, now Vanessa!!
Do all women do this? Lie to men and manipulate them?!
Vanessa had a year and a half to tell me that Ross and her used to hook up. She could've mentioned it from the start or at least after we all became friends. I get why he didn't tell me, thinking it was really Vanessa's place to do so, which it sure as shit was.
Thank God for Cindy! While she didn't know it, she saved me from a huge timebomb. Maybe more.
Vanessa kept trying to talk to me, even after I left the vineyard. She kept saying it meant nothing and just didn't want me to feel awkward.
She knew what I went through with Cindy and the hurt she caused. Then she goes and does something just as bad, if not worse. Yeah, Cindy tore my heart out, but at least she was honest with me and about what she wanted.
How can I really trust Vanessa now?! What else don't I know?!
Thank God we took separate cars there so I could leave without dealing with her or the guilt of stranding her there. She, of course, kept calling and texting, wanting to explain, wanting to come over and talk everything out. I told her straight I was in no mood to hear it now.
Ross texted too, telling me he was sorry and didn't know that Vanessa never told me. I replied telling him it wasn't his place to tell me or his fault for telling Cindy something that should've already been known to me.
Cindy sent me a text, saying she was sorry about everything, and she had no idea I didn't know. How could she think it was her fault?! Vanessa should've told me. Should've trusted me.
I gotta think...
Vanessa's Log Entry-March 29, 2014
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
How could I be so stupid?!
How could I set the cheating cunt up with the guy that I used to fool around with?!
I should've known Ross couldn't keep his mouth shut. Completely fucking me over and blabbing everything about our past to Queen Loose Pussy!
When Trevor came over to me and Ross, I saw he was upset, but since I'd just seen him over with his whore of an ex, I figured he'd let more of emotions about her off. Maybe finally I was gonna be rid of her.
Trevor: So, is there something I don't know about you and Ross?
As soon as he asked me that question, I knew he knew something, but I didn't know what.
Me: What do you mean?
I was trying to get a sense of how much he knew, not knowing how much Ross or the cunt muscle told him.
Trevor: Vanessa, tell me now what I don't know about you two.
He'd never been that forceful before. He was mad and I knew that I had to play this just right.
Me: Ok, Ross and I fooled around a bit before I met you. It's really no big deal.
Trevor: If it was no big deal, then why didn't you tell me?
Me: I didn't want you to feel weird when we were hanging out together with him. I didn't want you to think there was still anything there. We were single and lonely, that's it.
Trevor: And how am I supposed to believe that now?
The look of anger and hurt on his face, said it all. He didn't trust me anymore.
Me: Don't you trust me?! Don't you know I'd never betray or hurt you?
Trevor: By not being honest with me, you did just that. I never asked about your numbers or you're ex's because I genuinely didn't care. But you have to know that someone in our friend group, someone we see on a regular basis, is a different story.
Me: Baby, I know I fucked up. But you have to believe me, we never hooked up once we we're exclusive.
Trevor: Excusive...
I noticed his eyebrow raise, and I knew I'd just fucked up again.
Trevor: So you fucked him when we first started out then?
Me: Baby (I took both his hands) we weren't exclusive yet...
I knew then that it was an empty point, even if I was right.
Trevor: And you still couldn't tell me?
I had no response to that.
Trevor: I'm going home, I gotta think.
He turned and walked away. I cried and begged for him to come back, but he wouldn't. Wouldn't even turn around to look at me. He just got in his car and drove away.
Some of our friends found me around this time, saying how sorry they were, asking why Trevor left, and why he would just leave me behind.
I just told them that I fucked up and didn't want to talk about it. I looked for Ross and got him someplace quiet.
Me: Why the fuck did you decide today was the day to tell Trevor we used to hook up?!
Ross: I didn't know he didn't know. I told Cindy when we were talking about how we all knew each other.
So, it was her!! I know that was her plan, find something on me she could twist to turn Trevor against me. I fuming while Ross was smirking.
Me: What the fuck are you grinning at?!
Ross: Nothing. (He kept chuckling slightly as he said it) Guess he just couldn't handle the competition from the "big dog".
That's when I balled up my fist and decked him while I went to my car. I've been trying to talk to Trevor since. I figured going to his apartment was a mistake but tried to get him to talk to me over text or a call.
No answer...
Cindy's probably over there right now, putting God knows what into his head about me. I don't know what's worse at this point, that I might lose Trevor, or that I might lose him to that skank.
Cindy's Diary Entry-March 30, 2014
Trevor finally texted me back this morning, thanking me again for being honest with him. I asked him if he wanted to grab a coffee and talk things out, and I was kinda surprised he agreed. Ecstatic, but surprised.
We met at the same coffee shop that I'd met the original slut in, smiling to myself that I finally had the upper hand over the cheating skank. I may have wanted to play around in college, but I never cheated on Trevor.
I got there first and ordered a coffee, wearing a cute outfit, but nothing overly revealing or sexy. He came in a few minutes after me, waiving at me and going to the counter to order. Trevor looked put together, but haggard, obviously not getting much sleep.
I knew I had to play this all just right. I couldn't make my move on Trevor yet, then he'd just shut down or accuse me of planning all this. I had to be sympathetic, contrite, and maybe a bit stunned. I might even have to defend the whore, just so he didn't think I was planning all this.
He got his coffee and came over, me getting up and offering a friendly hug to him. While I wanted to grab his ass, I sat back down as he took a deep breath and sipped his latte.
Me: How are you?
Trevor: I really don't know. (He took another deep breath here). I think I'm just confused, angry, and I...I don't even know what.
Me: I'm so sorry. I...I never meant to cause this.
Trevor: Cin, you didn't cause anything. Fuck, you were the only one who was honest with me in all this. Vanessa, Ross, our friends I'm sure knew. No one thought enough of me to actually tell me what was going on.
Me: That's gotta be hard, but I really don't know if any of your friends knew. They seemed pretty shocked by it too.
Trevor: Maybe... I dunno, I just don't get why either of them couldn't have told me. I get why maybe in the first few months or whatever, but a fucking year and half?!
Me: I'm surprised too. I'd have thought for sure Vanessa would have let you know before now. It really sucks.
Trevor: I know... I mean, shit, I was thinking I finally found my person. I was gonna give her a ring and everything. Now...
Me: Well, look. I mean at least you hadn't yet, so you have time to think on things and figure out what you want or need and can really decide.
Every step of the conversation, I'm trying to draw him in. Not to me so much at this point, just to the idea that Queen Cum Slut isn't the one for him. If I could get him over that hurdle, anything was possible.
Trevor: That's true, I guess. I know I'm gonna need to talk things out with her, I just have no clue what I'm gonna say.
Me: Well, just remember no matter what she says that you have a right to be mad. I know you were angry at me a long time ago, but I was always honest with you at least. I really don't know why she didn't tell you, but she should have. Don't let her off the hook.
Trevor: You're right. You broke my heart, but at least you were honest with me about what you wanted and why. Why couldn't she do that or see that?
I took his hands into mine then as I could see he was starting to look sad.
Me: I don't know either. But people aren't always logical. Maybe she had a good reason and maybe she didn't. But if you don't confront her, you'll never know.
Trevor: You're right. I know. I mean, it's just a mind fuck. Not so much that it happened, but that she wouldn't tell me. It makes me wonder...
Me: If she's hiding other things...?
Trevor: Yeah! I thought we had trust firmly established, but now...
I reached across the table and took his hand in a supportive way.
Me: It'll be ok.
Trevor: Thanks, Cindy. I really appreciate you meeting me and letting me unload all my trash on you.
Me: Anytime, you know that.
He smiled at that as we chatted on other things before he left. I was floating on air! The man stealing whore was one foot out the door and I'm the supportive friend now that he turns too!
I got jill off for a bit. TTYL!
Trevor's Journal Entry-March 30, 2014
My conversation with Cindy certainly helped, but I still feel so empty. I decided that I'm gonna give it another day before I talk to Vanessa. Let her stew a bit, I figured.
Met Cindy and talked it over with her. I really am glad now we reconnected. She was so supportive and nice, really helping me get a clearer head on all this, just like she used to.
I gotta get some sleep and really think.
Vanessa's Log Entry-March 31, 2014
He finally reached back out! I started getting worried I was never gonna hear from him again or that I would need to just go and pack up my stuff, but he said he was ready to talk.
It was such a cold text from him, but at least he was talking. I replied back that I would meet him wherever whenever. He suggested a bar I didn't know too well, but I knew was close to his work. I figured he wanted to be in a familiar place and in public.
I'm getting dressed to the nines for this. If I have to use my body to convince him to come back to me, I'll do it.
I just hope he listens.
Vanessa's Log Entry-March 31, 2014-continued
I'm gonna try and be as open and honest about mine and Trevor's conversation as possible.
I got there 15 minutes early, grabbed a gin and tonic, and sat at the most private table I could find. He arrived right on time, as always. I noticed he must be a regular here, because the bartender made him a drink without Trevor even ordering.
I saw the look on his face as he came toward me. It was full of confusion and anger. I got up to hug him and he silently told me to sit back down. Even his posture showed none of the normal signs of love I was accustomed to with him. He sat across from me and shifted uncomfortably with his drink in both hands.
Me: How are you?
Trevor: How do you think I am?
His voice was full of anger and hurt as he said it.
Me: Babe, I'm so sorry. I should've told you that Ross and I had a past.
Trevor: You think?!
Me: Babe, please! (I didn't want him making a scene.) It really was nothing. Just a dick to use while I was single.
Trevor: Then why hide it?
Me: I didn't think it really mattered. It didn't mean anything. It was just sex. I didn't want you to freak out about it.
Trevor: Were you ever gonna tell me?
Me: Eventually, probably. (I wasn't sure if I believed it, maybe during the honeymoon or something, I'd thought)
Trevor: That's confidence inspiring. (He took a deep sip off his drink.) So how do I know this isn't an ongoing thing?
Me: What?!
Trevor: You didn't tell me about it before? How do I know it's not still going on?
Me: Trevor, I'd never cheat on you. You know that. (I admit, I was getting mad now.)
Trevor: I didn't think you'd lie to me either. I mean, fuck, if Cindy hadn't told me...
Me: Babe, please. (Just the mention of the slutty cunt got my blood hotter.)
Trevor: It's true. I had to find out from my ex that you fucked one of your friends. Then got me to be friends with him, neither of you telling me. Don't you get how fucked up that is?!
I took a deep breath at that, acknowledging that he had a point.
Me: Babe, I know. I'm sorry and I should've told you. But please; get any thought out of your head that I've been with him or wanted to be with him since we were exclusive.
Trevor raised an eyebrow at that, and I got nervous.
Trevor: Exclusive? You mean you fucked him when we just started dating?
OH FUCK!!!!
Me: Well, just once or twice. But once we were exclusive...
Trevor: You mean our second date?! The day after our first date?! You went out with me and then fucked him?!
I needed to think and quick.
Me: Babe, I swear, it was only cause I was revved up from meeting you. I didn't want to go all the way on the first date, and I needed some relief. That was it.
Trevor: So, you couldn't wait one fucking day?! Was it that good?!
To be honest, it was pretty good. I was a wild woman that night, but it was really cause I needed to get it out of my system after meeting up with him.
Me: Babe, it meant nothing. We were just starting to see each other. It's really not a big deal.
Trevor: So, it was such a little deal, neither of you could tell me about it. I had to hear it from Cindy? He was fine telling her, but not me.
Me: We just didn't want you to freak out over something that happened a long time ago. Don't you trust me?
I saw Trevor ponder over the question for a second or two.
Trevor: A few days ago, I would've said absolutely. But now...
That hit me like a bullet. He doesn't trust me now, and I know if I don't change that, I'll lose him.
Me: Trevor, please. (I admit, I came off a bit pleading at this point.) Please, don't throw us away. I love you so much!
Trevor: But you don't respect me, do you?
I remember stuttering upon hearing that, thinking how could he come to that conclusion?
Trevor: If you respected me, you'd have been honest with me. I wouldn't have had to find out in front of all our friends.
Me: Baby, that's not true! I love you so much!
Trevor: I need to think.
He got up from the table at that point and left his coffee behind.
Me: Baby, please!
I was about louder then I should've been, but I didn't want him to go.
Trevor: Vanessa, I need some time to figure this out. Please respect that.
He turned and left with that.
I came home and cried into a pillow for a solid hour, trying to think of anything I could say or do to get Trevor to listen. I then got a text from Ross, saying that he was "sorry" how things worked out and asked me if I needed to be "consoled".
I damn near threw my phone through the window at that point, pissed that that walking hard-on could ruin everything!!
It has to be Cindy behind all this. She got that shit out of Ross in the first place and then told Trevor at the first opportunity.
I have to stop her. I can't let her manipulate Trevor into taking her back, so she can screw him over again.
I need a plan...
Trevor's Journal Entry-March 31, 2014
Well, that could've gone better...
I can't believe this! Vanessa's been hiding shit from the beginning!
Why couldn't she just be honest with me?! Why did she have to parade Ross around me and make me feel like a cuckold?
I didn't really think she cheated on me, or is cheating on me, but I really don't know what to think. I don't know if she's just stringing me along now until Ross becomes "more available" to her or something. Fuck, I was getting ready to marry this woman!!
Cindy texted earlier asking how it went. I told her and she said how sorry she was for what I was going through. She offered to meet up if I need a beer and chat, but I told her I needed tonight to myself.
I have to say that Cindy's been so sweet through all this. Like what she put me through before was a window for her to see how it affected me and how Vanessa is affecting me now.
I never would've thought that the woman who tore my heart out all those years ago would be a Godsend to me now, but she is. I think I'll hit up tomorrow for coffee or something, talking this out with another person and getting another perspective has gotta be helpful, right?
Cindy's Diary Entry-April 1, 2014
Great news!!
The stupid cunt's dug herself an even bigger hole and left Trevor spinning! He's hurt and confused and in prime position finally.
He's already reached out to me to have coffee, which I expertly switched to drinks. He agreed and I'm getting ready to go meet him now. Like before, I'm gonna look cute, but not overly sexy. A hint of cleavage to keep his attention, but not enough to look like I'm actually trying something.
I wasn't gonna make a full move on him, just hint that there may be better options for him out there, then slide myself in.
I'm so excited my plan's working!!!
Cindy's Diary Entry-April 1, 2014-Continued
I'm gonna try and get this down now so it's as accurate as I can remember.
I met Trevor at a bar not far from his apartment, arriving 10 or 15 minutes early to get as private a table as possible. I ordered a Vodka soda and waited for him to arrive.
He was five minutes early, true to form as always. He gave me a half smile as he got his drink from the bar and sat down.
Trevor: Hey, how's it going?
Me: I'm fine. It's you I'm worried about. How are you?
He took a deep breath before he answered.
Trevor: I'm as good as I'm gonna be for a while, I think.
Me: Have you talked to her since yesterday?
Trevor: No. She's texted and called a few times, but I let it all go to voicemail or unread. I really don't know what to say to her at this point.
Me: Well she has kinda thrown some curveballs at you. Did she at least apologize? Did Ross?
Trevor: My issue isn't with Ross. It wasn't his place to tell me what the fuck was going on with them. This is all on her.
Me: No, you're right. She definitely should've told you.
Trevor: I mean, am I just gullible? Do I just let women walk all over me? Is that what happened with us?
Me: Trevor, no! (I grabbed one of his hands at this point.) What happened with us is that I was an idiot and thought we needed to sow our wild oats and get it out of our systems. I never thought it would be the absolute end of us and for that I couldn't be more sorry that I put you through that.
Trevor: Wow, I didn't know you felt like that about it.
Me: Yeah... (I took a deep breath after this to set the mood back) But that's in the past. You need to focus on what's in front of you now. And no, I don't think your especially gullible or anything. Vanessa seems like a very sweet girl, who just wasn't forthcoming enough about some of her past hookups.
I knew I had to thread this needle very carefully if I was gonna keep Trevor ignorant of my true aims.
Me: I mean, do you think you'll be able to trust her after this? Are you worried she's hiding other things?"
Trevor: That's the crux of it. I don't know. I mean, I still love her, but now it's like I lost something in all this, and I really don't know what she or I can do to get it back.
Me: Well, I mean, you've made the effort, right? You reached out to her and were willing to talk shit out, and then she just basically threw it back at you, saying it was no big deal. I don't know, it seems like she's just trying to sweep things under the rug and tell you to move on.
Trevor: I mean, she definitely wants me to forgive and forget, but I don't know how she can expect that. We were together for a year and a half before this ever came up and she didn't even tell me. I mean, fuck, I was getting ready to propose to her.
PROPOSE???!!! This, had to be shut down obviously.
Me: Well, I'd say maybe put that to the side for now until you get your relationship figured out.
Trevor: Yeah, I know.
He sounded very sad as he said that. He clearly thought he'd found his girl. I just had to show him now that there were better options.
Me: Trevor, look, I know this sucks. You had everything pinned on her and she wasn't everything you thought. It doesn't make her a bad person (I really had to bite my tongue on this one), but she may not be the one for you.
Trevor: I guess my luck with women is still intact.
He gave a very dry smile at that. It almost made me cry.
Me: Don't say that. You're a great guy and a great catch. I'm just sorry if Vanessa didn't respect you enough to see that.
I was carefully laying a path before him. Not completely deriding the cunt, just sowing enough subtle doubt about her to get the message across that he needed to look elsewhere.
Trevor: She doesn't, does she?
Me: It certainly doesn't seem like it.
I was jumping for joy internally but keeping my shit together.
Trevor: But I still love her. Despite all this, I still do. It's not really any different than when you dumped me. I still loved you.
That made my heart sink and melt all at once.
Me: I was never trying to dump you. Just free you a bit so you could be open to new things. Granted, I didn't think it would lead back to Vanessa and you getting hurt again.
Trevor: That's not your fault. She made those choices. You're the one who let me know what was going on. I really do thank you for that.
He reached over and took my hand softly as my heart melted a bit more. I could see the look on his eyes that there were still feelings for me buried in there. Maybe they were dormant, but they were there. It was beautiful.
Cunt: WHAT THE FUCK???!!!
Vanessa's Log Entry-April 1, 2014
I was just walking, not wanting to be cooped up alone in my apartment. I just needed to clear my head, figure out a way to make Trevor see how much I truly love him and how much he means to me. I wondered and wondered, eventually making my way to Trevor's side of town.
Maybe it was subliminal, maybe I was hoping to see him so we could talk. I considered just going to his apartment, see if he would let me in to talk, but I decided a little liquid courage first might help. I went into a bar near his place and ordered a vodka soda. I was sipping on my drink when I saw them.
Trevor and the human cumrag sitting at a table together. Then he reached for her hand.
WHAT?!! He went out with that walking case of gonorrhea??!!
I stormed over to the table.
Me: What the fuck?!
Trevor: Vanessa?
Me: Yeah, you remember, your girlfriend. You're on a date with her?!
Trevor: I'm not on a date!
Me: Yeah, what do you call holding hands with this bitch?
Whore: What did you call me?!
Oops...
Trevor stood up at this point.
Trevor: Don't call her that! We're not a date. We came here to talk. About you and how you don't have any respect for me. Now you don't trust me?
Me: I trust you fine. It's her I don't trust.
Sloppy Pussy: What the fuck are you talking about?
Me: Oh, please. Like you haven't been trying to get Trevor back this whole time. You can fool him, but not me.
Trevor: She's not fooling anybody. She's a friend.
Me: Yeah, who wants to get you back. Come on, Trevor, she's been trying to sabotage our relationship ever since she showed up.
I figured in for a penny at this point.
Trevor: What has she done except point out how you and Ross lied to me?
Uh oh...
Trevor: What has she done other then be someone I could talk to while I figure our relationship out? How dare you insult her like that?
Lying Bitch: It's true, Trevor.
All time and space seemed to stop at that point.
Man Stealing Cunt: I do want you back.
Trevor's Journal Entry-April 1, 2014
I was stunned. Cindy standing there admitting that she wanted me back.
Me: You...you want me back?
Cindy: Trevor, of course I do. You're the perfect guy and while she clearly can't see it (meaning fat ass), I do.
Vanessa: See! I told you. She doesn't care about you; she just wants to steal you from me.
Cindy: Why shouldn't I? All you've done is lie to him and manipulate him. I mean, fuck, I know what I did was lousy, but I was honest with him, unlike you're slutty ass.
Vanessa: Slutty ass?! You fucked your way through college and I'm the slut? Bitch, your pussy is so beat up, it probably looks like a Roast Beef Salad!
Cindy: At least I don't need to fuck my friends on the side, behind my boyfriend's back.
Vanessa: I never...!
Me: Stop!!
Both girls stopped talking and looked at me. I was stunned, angry, and confused all at once. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I did the only thing I could.
Trevor: I need to go.
Cindy: Wait, Trevor...
Vanessa: Baby, don't...
But I wasn't gonna stop. I threw a 20 on the bar to pay for the drinks and left, leaving no uncertainty that I didn't want either of them to follow me. I walked straight to my apartment and bolted and chained the door, remembering that Vanessa had a key.
I couldn't believe it! Vanessa and Cindy going after each other like that! Then Cindy dropping the bomb that she wanted me back!
I just sat on the couch and thought. What the fuck was I gonna do?! I had one girl who I was in love with, but didn't respect me, trust me, or could be honest with me; and another who broke my heart, but was now trying to win me back, knowing I was still in relationship.
My head hurt. I think I'll just go to bed, try to make some sense of this in the morning.
Cindy's Diary Entry-April 1, 2014-cont
As soon as Trevor left, I wanted to grab the nearest knife I could and cut the bitch six ways to Sunday.
I finally had him! He was ready! He saw a life behind the lying slut and then she had to come and fuck it all up!
Me: Are you happy now?!
Selfish Cunt: How is this my fault?! You're the skank that's trying to steal my man!
Me: You lost him when you decided to be a lying ho bag. Don't blame me because you couldn't keep your taco from the plate!
Whoreish Jizzbucket: I never cheated on Trevor unlike your skanky ass! How many people did you flaunt that pack of deli meat you call a cunt to in college after you already had the perfect guy?!
Me: At least I never cheated on him.
Shit-smearer: I never cheated on Trevor! I fooled around with Ross before we were exclusive. Yeah, I should've told him, especially knowing what your skanky ass did to him, but at least I didn't dump to spread my legs to every Tom, Dick, and Shelly that came along.
Me: You fuckin' cun...
Bar Manager: HEY!
We both stopped and looked up at the imposing man in front of us.
Bar Manager: If you two can't knock it off, keep it down, or better yet, shut up; I'm throwing you both out!
Me: Sorry...
Quieter whore: Sorry, sir. We'll keep it down.
Bar Manager: You better...
He walked away after that and we both just looked at each other quietly for a few minutes, neither of us saying a word. We sipped our drinks and just looked at each other.
Vanessa's Log Entry-April 1, 2014-cont
I knew we'd fucked up. We'd fucked up with Trevor, the bar guy, everyone. Me and the cunt just started at each other in silence for a while after he left.
I started at her eyes, hatred burning through me at the women who'd caused all this damage. Who admitted she was trying all along to steal Trevor away from me! I wanted to take her outside by her hair and rip her hair out!!
WHAT A BITCH!!!!
Then for some reason, I looked at my own actions. I'm the one that decided to have a fuck buddy while I was first going out with Trevor. I'm the one that saw him the night of Trevor and mine's first date. And I'm the one that told Ross not to tell Trevor.
She may have contributed to all the drama, but I laid the bed.
Me: Why are you trying to take my boyfriend away from me?
My tone was calm and measured. I didn't show anger, though I was angry. I needed answers before I could even think of approaching Trevor.
Waste of Blond Hair: Because a few years ago, I made the biggest mistake in my life and I never thought I'd be able to fix it.
Me: That explains you wanting to apologize to him. Not wanting to get him back.
Ho-Bag: Cause he's perfect!
That statement just held in the air for a bit. I had to concede the point. Trevor really was perfect. He was kind, vulnerable, open, warm, funny, and an absolute demon in the bedroom. That's why I want him for my husband.
Me: Yeah, he is. I know that and I've known that for a long time. You dated him for a fuck ton longer then I have. What was this? A learning curve?
Dumb Bitch: Because you we're fuckin' perfect in college? You stayed with the same person all through high school and college?
Me: No, but I didn't have Trevor.
Loose Twat: Yeah, and would you have realized how amazing he was if you hadn't had a chance to see what else was out there?
The stupid slut actually had a point. I'd been with plenty of guys before Trevor came into the picture and it definitely did show me how rare a guy he really was.
Me: Ok, I give you that one, but why fuck with our relationship? Why try and take his happiness away from him? Hadn't you already done enough to fuck with his head?
Lying Liar: I may have hurt him by breaking up with him, but at least I was upfront with him. I didn't hide things from him.
Me: Sure, you never fooled around with anyone else before you dumped him.
Whore: I never did! I was tempted a few times, maybe even considered it a few more, but Trevor was the only one I'd ever been with until we broke up.
I haven't the slightest idea why, but I actually believed her. She didn't start her train pulling until she let Trevor go. But I also realized that I had her now.
Me: So, you never cheated on Trevor and I know he didn't cheat on you, but now you want him to cheat on me with you? What would that make him?
Slutty Shit-heal: I don't want him to cheat on you. I want him to dump your disrespectful ass and get back with someone who loves and respects him.
Me: I respect him!
Anal Carbuncle: Really? You respect him so much; you couldn't tell him the truth about Ross? You let him hang around your former fuck boy, completely ignorant, making him look like an idiot, and causing all this in the first place?
Now I actually had to think. I knew I should've told him, but how could she say I didn't respect him?! I would've told him.
I would've.
Would I?
Cindy's Diary Entry-April 1, 2014-cont
Now I knew I had her. She had no respect for the supposed "love of her life" and she had the balls to say I'm the reason her relationship is in the toilet. Time for the kill.
Me: What kind of marriage do you think you're gonna have when you treat him like a little boy who can't handle the "adult talk"?
Cheating Slut: I do not treat him like that! I just didn't want to hurt him.
Me: Great job...
Spoiled Skank: You're trying to destroy his chance at happiness. His chance away from your spread legs. This is all about you, you selfish bitch.
Me: Yeah, God forbid I try and save the only man I've ever loved from a relationship, let alone a marriage, with a woman HE CAN'T TRUST!
Bar Manager: Getting loud again...
I held up my hand to show I understood.
Me: I may have helped fire the gun, but the ammunition came from you. It's not my fault you lied to him. It's not my fault you fucked Ross after your first date. That's all on you.
It was quiet for a like thirty seconds before something really fuckin' weird happened.
The bitch started crying.
I just sat their uncomfortably, sipping my drink, while my nemesis was having a breakdown.
Crying Slut: You're right. Fuck you, you're right. I should've told him. I should've been honest with him. Why the fuck didn't I tell him?
She kept sniffling a bit before getting her shit together.
Recovering Whore: I'm gonna fix this. I'm gonna bare my heart to him and apologize. I'm gonna prey he forgives me and we move on.
Me: Yeah, right...
Shit Talking Skank: I am. I'm going to his place right now.
She stood up from the table quickly.
Fat Ass: And you're coming with me.
Me: What?!
Crazy Whore: You're coming with me. We're gonna lay it all out to him and let him decide what to do. Does he take back his loving girlfriend who made a mistake or the bitch who broke his heart to pieces so she could be a cumdump?
