Revenge Stories When People Get Way Too Personal

I grew up in the suburbs and got picked on by other black kids for talking white or not being black enough. My only run-in with the ‘hood’ was when I was really little before my parents split. My mother was a bit of a user, though I don’t think that’s why she and dad split.

Anyway, that’s all to say that her interest in me was baffling at best. But we shared a lot of other interests and she was adorable. Though to this day, I can tell you that that woman can and I hope eventually did do better.

Anyway, Nami had this friend, a white girl named Samantha. Samantha went to the same college as her, we’ll call it Generic State University, a different one than I went to. I went to, For-Profit, Would Not Recommend.

Now in order to get me out of my dorm room and into more of a ‘college life’ Nami would take me to parties that Samantha and friends would be at.

Samantha was either pledging or just hanging on to this sorority, but I know she wasn’t in it. A lot of times I could hear those girls talking about how they only hung out with her because she bought them stuff. Her mom or dad apparently had money and was big into real estate or something.

Despite not really fitting in with the crowds, I liked hanging out with Samantha cause I liked her significant other, we’ll call him Dr. Jekyll. He was cool, I thought, and looked out for me at the parties and even pointed out one time when one of the frat boys was crushing up on Nami, though she didn’t need my help saying no. I wasn’t the jealous type, more of the self-deprecating type.