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Too Sneaky – Conclusion

Wednesday, April 6th, 2016

Too Sneaky

A Trey Songz Fiction Story

Written by Syreeta (@Only1ME_Syreeta) 

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“I’m, I’m sorry. I don’t know why I thought you…”

“No,” he assures.

“Wait a minute,” I say confusingly to momma. “What would Julian know to tell me?”

“I just over-reacted baby. Don’t mind me.”

I put my focus on Julian.

“You told me you were at a hotel party your relative invited you to. That was the same party momma was at wasn’t it?”

He laughs it off.

“Come on now. Why would I be at the same party ya moms is at?”

“I know when you’re lying Julian.” I eye him closely. “You know who else she’s seeing don’t you?”

“Sydney…” momma interjects. “DROP IT!”

“TELL ME JULIAN,” I demand.

He looks at momma. She speaks instead.

“I made him promise not to tell you because I already know how hard it is for you to accept Trey.”

I look at him disappointedly shaking my head.

“I can’t trust you either.”

“That’s not true,” he pleads.

“I need to get out of here.”

“SYDNEY WAIT,” yells momma.

I rush out the door and into momma’s car anyway. Julian was about to follow, but momma told him to let me go.

“Julian do you think she knows it was you I was with or she’s just upset because she thinks you didn’t tell her you saw me with someone?”

“I don’t think she knows, but like I told you I would never tell her. That would have to be up to you.”

“You could lose your friendship over this if she knew the truth. I wouldn’t want to do that to you or Sydney.”

“I’d rather lose our friendship knowing you guys relationship was intact then like this.”

“Well maybe once she cools down and returns she won’t be worried about who it is anymore.”

“It still doesn’t change the fact that I’m in love with you.”

Momma takes Julian’s hand and rubs the top of it as she’s looking at it.

“I’ve watched you grow into a nice young man Julian.” She turns her attention to his face. “You know as well as I do that what happened between us shouldn’t have never taken place.”

“Then why did it happen again?”

“I don’t know, but I promise you it’s not going to happen a third time.”

His face is inches from hers as he amorously eyes her.

“You sure about that?”

Momma looks into his eyes powerless as he towers over her.

“I’m positive. I can’t seriously get involved with you for Sydney’s sake. She’d really hate me if that happens,” she says pushing him away.

“You can’t keep ignoring me Brooke.”

She swings her head around.

“IGNORING YOU?” He desirously gazes at her softening her tone. “Look, I know I’ve been very short with you over the phone since all of this has occurred, but Sydney was around and it never was a good time to talk.”

“Well she’s not here right now.”

“Julian, I think a lot of you, but I can’t see you in that way again. I need you to believe and respect that, and try to go back to the way things were between us before.”

“I’ve always wanted you before. That’s not gonna change for me, especially now.”

“It has to! So find a way to make that happen or don’t come over here anymore.”

“Okay. I’ll respect what you ask. Just know that I’m still here anytime you need me in any capacity.”

“Thanks, but that won’t be necessary.”

“The offer is still there … do you mind if I wait here till Sid gets back?”

“Not at all.”

Momma was on her way to the kitchen when Julian stops her.

“One quick question though.”

She turns around.


“Are you gonna still see this guy Trey?”

“I am. Why?”

“Because he’s young like me, so why am I getting turned down?”

“Because you’re tied to Sydney. He’s not.”

“Then you need to know something.”

“Know what?”

“That um… uh… I think you could do a whole lot better.”

“Oh like you?”

“Maybe not me, cause hurting Sydney is the last thing I want to do, but to hurt you… that’s unthinkable to me.”

“Sydney will get over it, and he hasn’t hurt me.”

“He will.”

Julian turns on the T.V. Momma walks in the kitchen.


I didn’t know where I was driving to, but I just needed to be alone. I didn’t really care about Julian seeing momma at the party with someone and not telling me. I’m over her and her need to be a cougar, but why is she still hanging on to Trey if she has this other guy? But it’s none of my business as far as she’s concerned. Well I’m making it my business. That reminded me to call Mrs. Mona, so I give her a ring.


“Mrs. Mona.”

Is this my Sydney, she says excited.


Hey there baby.

“Hey Mrs. Mona.”

Everything okay with your mom?

“Yeah! She’s fine, but I did want to talk to you about her. Do you have time for me to come over there real quick?”


“Okay, I’ll see you in a little bit.”

When I get there Mrs. Mona offers me snacks and all kinds of drinks before we sit to talk. I was hungry since I never did eat breakfast, so I munched on some chips and a candy bar.

“So what did you want to talk to me about?”

My phone starts ringing again. It was Trey. I put it on vibrate and sent it to voicemail.

“Sorry bout that, but um, I wanted to discuss with you momma and the guys that she’s seeing.”


“No the other one.”

“What other one?”

My phone starts vibrating again.

“Maybe you should talk to whoever keeps calling you.”

“I will once I’m done. I know momma was with a different guy at the hotel party that you had. I just wanted to know what you think about all of this and her dating in my age group.”

“Well first of all if she was with a different guy I don’t know who it was because your mom had a lot of men around her that night, nor would I tell you if I did,” she says emphatically.


“Because that’s none of your business, and I actually think it’s great that she’s dating young guys like Trey.”

“I’m just concerned that’s all. I don’t want her to get hurt.”

“Your mom knows what’s she’s doing honey. You ought to be worrying about her hurting them young-ins. That’s gonna be the real problem,” she says giggling. “She had this one young guy all over her that night. He was a cutie too.”

I smile.

“Really? What did he look like?”

“He reminded me a lot of your friend that you hang around with all the time that’s here, but he looked stockier.”

That made me think of momma first yelling at Julian back at the house and the talk we had at his house. I get up immediately.

“Thanks Mrs. Mona. I have some place to be, okay?”

“Well don’t worry about ya mom baby she’ll be alright.”

I got in the car and sped back to the house. I noticed Julian was still there. Just the person I wanted to see. Momma was on the phone in the kitchen while he was in the family room watching TV. He stands up when I walk in.

“I’m glad to see you’re back still in once piece. Are you okay now?”

“YOU SLEPT WITH MOMMA,” I belt. He doesn’t say anything, just looks shocked. “IT WAS YOU!”

Momma gets off her call a bit disturbed from it, but jumps in our conversation.

“Sydney calm down.”

I ignore her.

“You were trying to tell me, but I thought you were playing like you always do.”

“Trying to tell you,” momma says trying to piece things together. “Julian what is she talking about?”

“And you call yourself my best friend. Well at least you were honest about one thing. You are good at keeping secrets.”

Julian looks at me plain faced.

“I guess that makes two of us.”

“GET OUT,” I command.

He heads towards the door grabbing his jacket on the way.

“I’m OUT!”

“SYDNEY!” Momma yells. “Did you really have to treat him that way?”

“Momma how could you?”

“I know I was wrong for sleeping with your friend and I’m sorry. I had a lot to drink that night. I never meant for things to get so out of control.”

“But with Julian momma? Why him?”

“Look, I said I was sorry. What more do you want from me?”

“For you to act like a mature adult!”

“Young lady who do you think you’re talking to?”

“I don’t know anymore, because behavior like this definitely isn’t one of a mature person.”

“You know what? I know sleeping with your friend was wrong, ONLY for that reason. Which is why I lied and didn’t want to tell you about it. But now I’m owning up to it like the mature person that I am. But let’s be clear about the choices I make. Just because you don’t agree with them doesn’t make me any less of an adult. But the way you’re reacting to this definitely is making you look like a big baby!”

“Okay momma. I’m the one that’s being a child.”

“I’m glad you noticed! Oh! You’ll be happy to know that I also won’t be seeing Trey anymore.”

“Momma none of this makes me happy,” I say not very convincingly.

“You could’ve fooled me.”

I know I was judging her when I was no better. I couldn’t even come clean for what I’ve been doing to her, but I did want to know why she wasn’t seeing Trey anymore. Whether it was because of Julian, or if he broke it off, so I asked.

“Momma, what happed with Trey that fast? You were happy about seeing him earlier. What’s suddenly changed now?”

“I don’t know. He just said that he doesn’t think it’s a good idea if we see each other anymore… and it’s probably because of you,” she scolds looking coldly. I couldn’t say anything back. Part of me was happy that he really ended things likely because of me, but not for reasons she was thinking. “I thought after last night I made things clear about what I wanted from him,” she continues, “I guess it’s all just too much for him.”

“You said you decided not to have that talk with him though.”

“Oh honey we didn’t talk,” she says boastful.

I couldn’t believe it. He had sex with her again, which was probably why he had that attitude and suddenly hung up. Momma was still talking when I had completely tuned her out. “Look Sydney, I’m sorry about all of this. Really,” she says putting her hand on my shoulder bringing my attention back. “I never meant to be with Julian and then have to hide it from you. I don’t want this to come between us, because I promise you nothing like that will ever happen again. So please don’t be mad at me or your best friend since childhood. It really wasn’t his fault.”

“Since you seem to blame your behavior on drinking were you drinking when Trey was here last night?”

“I had a little to drink, but not anything like that night. Why are you asking?”

“I just don’t get how you went from ending things with him to sleeping with him.”

“I never said I was ending anything.”

“Did he initiate it?”

“What? I’m not telling you that. Anyway why does it seem like you’re more concerned with my being with Trey, which I have every right to be, than Julian?”

“Momma truthfully, I don’t like you being with either one of them.”

“And truthfully, I think you’re jealous.”

“Jealous! Of who? YOU?”

“Yes me! I think you’re jealous because Trey and Julian; both guys your age, also find me attractive.”

“I may not have liked the idea of you dating in my age group, but that doesn’t make me jealous. But you know what? I’m over it! I don’t care who you screw, okay momma?”


Right across my cheek went Mommas left hand before she walks off. I was fuming on the inside. Maybe I did overstep my boundaries, but I didn’t deserve to be smacked. I went in to my old room. So much is going through my mind as I lie here. About an hour later my phone rings again. It was Trey. I take his call.


“Don’t hang up!”

“I’m not letting you off the hook that easily this time. I wanna know why would you sleep with her again?”

“Look, I’m parked around the corner from ya moms house. Can you come outside and talk to me please?”

I go around the corner and notice his car parked like he said. Little did I know momma was watching me through the window as I walked off. I get in the car with Trey.

“Let’s make this quick.”

“I just wantchu to know that I know I shouldn’t have let things get that far witcha mumma again and I’m sorry.”

I couldn’t even look at him so I stayed looking out the passenger side window for a second.

“So am I,” I say disappointed.

“I didn’t go over there wit intentions of somethin’ happenin’. I mean, I was just sittin’ there listenin’ to her talk,” he says with a gasp of air, “when…”

I finally look at him.

“You know what, spare me the details, okay?”

“I told her I wasn’t gonna see her no more doe.”


“Why you askin’ why? …You know why.”

“Say it!”

“Why you tryna play me when you know what time it is?”

“I think I’m the one that’s getting played. You’re getting the best of both worlds.”

“HOW! When I been spendin’ most of my fuckin’ time witchu,” he says annoyed.

“And still fucking her!”

“Man, you on’t understand how things went down last night…”

“I understand enough to know you didn’t say NO.”

“Look, I may have had sex wit her again, but I’m not lyin’ when I say I want YOU. Why don’t you believe dat,” he asks passionately.

“I thought I did until last night. I believed you wanted to be with me, but you just showed me you really don’t.”

“I do… why the fuck would I stop seein’ ya mom den if I didn’t? And you can’t say I haven’t been showin’ you who I want either cause I have.”

“You were… up until the point you slept with her again. That makes me wonder, so  I’m going to make this easy for the both of us. You can keep seeing momma because I’m done with this.”

“Why? When you know you still wanna see me just like I wanna see you.”

“You wanna keep seeing us!”

“I don’t, but if you wanna keep believin’ dat den fuck it!”

“Oh, fuck it,” I question looking at him cross. “Glad to know how you really feel.”


“Nah it’s not but…” As soon as Trey turns his attention away from me his eyes enlarge. “Oh shit! Here she comes!”

I suddenly see her too. Momma comes walking up to the window on my side not pleased one bit to see me in his car. I start rolling down the window.

“So what’s going on here,” she asks looking back and forth at the both of us.

“I asked Trey to come so I could talk to him,” I say.

“About what,” she says pissed.

“I’m the reason Trey stopped seeing you momma.”

“I know that!”

“Brooke, I know how this may look…”

I interrupt.

“I got this Trey. Momma, Trey and I…”

Trey cuts in.

“Let me tell her…”

“I GOT THIS TREY,” I yell sternly.

“Look,” says momma, “Let’s take this in the house… come on… get out the car.”

She turns and starts walking ahead of us back in that direction. Trey slowly gets out panicked and flustered.

“What da fuck you doin’!”

“What should’ve been done!”

“So you just gone hurt her feelings and tell her out of anger?”

I don’t answer. Once we all get inside momma stands there waiting for an explanation. I continue talking.

“Momma, I wanted to clear the air with Trey, so I asked him if he could come over here for us to talk.”

“How’d you get his number, because I don’t recall ever giving it to you?”

“I snuck it out your phone.” Momma tilts her head waiting to hear more. “I know I’ve given you and him a hard time about seeing each other and I’m sorry. I was letting him know that going forward I would be more supportive of you and hoping he’d reconsider seeing you again.”

“Really…” she looks at Trey. His face suddenly looks relieved.

“Yeah, we uh… we were discussin’ you.”

“Hm… I… I don’t know what to say…” momma replies.

“You were right. I’ve been the immature one and I’m sorry… to the both of you.” I walk over to the staircase. “Oh! And I’ll need to be taken to the airport in about thirty minutes.”

I then walk up the steps to prepare to go leaving the two of them alone.

“She really leavin’?” Trey asks.

“I guess so,” momma says stressed.

“Damn…” Trey turns his back to momma looking in the direction of the front door.

Momma walks up behind Trey hugging him. He turns returning her embrace. They knew somehow this was goodbye between them as well. Mumma was giving Trey a kiss on his lips as I was coming down the stairs. I hated seeing that. She stops when she hears me and they quickly break apart. Trey comes over to help me with my bags.

“You all set,” says momma.

“I think so.”

“You mind if I ride wit y’all,” Trey asks.

I don’t say anything.

“I’d like that,” momma replies.

We leave and get to the airport it seemed in no time. All I kept thinking was this is it. I say my goodbye’s hugging momma.

“I’m really sorry momma.”

“Then baby why are you leaving? Stay.”

“I can’t. Besides you have Trey with you again, you’ll be fine.”

“Yeah, sweetie about that. We’re not going to continue to see each other, but I appreciate what you tried to do.”


“No! Sydney its fine. I’m okay with that.” She hugs me again. “I love you… more than you know.”

“I love you too.” I look at Trey examining every detail of his face. I wanted it engraved in my mind just in case. We hug each other like friends and he pecks my cheek like one too. I wanted a real kiss. To hug him tightly letting him know that I did still care and he meant more to me than that, but I couldn’t with momma standing here. Instead we stare at each other afterwards with so much left unsaid. With much hesitance I look away. “I’ll call you momma as soon as I land.”

“You better.”

I waive also blowing a kiss before proceeding to walk through the crowd of people.

“You gone be okay,” Trey asks.

Momma sighs.


After they had gotten back when Trey was about to get in his car that was now pulled in front of the house, he notices a piece of paper crumbled up with his keys as he went to take them out his coat pocket. He gets in the car to read it.

Dear Trey,

I’m going to miss you. I think if by chance momma found out about us she would never look at me the same again. I have to leave. The guilt is really eating at me and regardless of my actions I love her too much to disappoint her. However, I’ve grown to like you a lot, and not only because we have such great chemistry together. I think we’re the better fit. The thought of us not bringing in the New Year together saddens me, but I couldn’t stay watching her with you knowing what I’ve done.

Mommas become very fond of you. I think more than she’s willing to admit. Maybe it’s foolish of me to think that anything more could ever become of us considering the circumstances. Only if… But if you happen to think of me feel free to call. I’d love to still hear from you. Also here’s my address below. If you’re ever in town come look me up… sincerely, your friend… Sydney.

400 Park Avenue South, New York, NY 10016

“Look you up huh.” He smiles. “Maybe I will.” He starts his car. “Maybe… I. Will,” he says again glancing at the address.

Trey puts the note away about to pull off when momma calls him from the door.

“Trey!” He rolls down the window. “Do you have to leave… now?”

He widely smiles.


The End