Redefine Friends

“Marty Bryant, the fat personal training client who invites you over to smoke weed after the session. Says he lives close to the gym- saying he used to do it all the time with his last personal trainer even. He told me he was straight, divorced, went to elementary school at McKinley in Waikiki, along with much other bullshit to trust him. NAH… He’s a con artist and a sociopath with nasty intentions.

After a year of knowing Marty Bryant from California, A lot of WEIRD stuff would happen to me. I had my moped stolen 6+ times, and often it would just be hidden a block or two away in some bushes. Also, one time I came out when my car parked on Auwaiolimu St. and see that 20 cars in a row had been keyed, with mine being the worst. Another time I went over to his house to hang out, to find my car towed away because I parked in the “wrong stall”, and nails sticking straight up in front of my tires, and a few attempts to get me fired. I mean absolutely insane crazy stuff you wouldn’t assume someone who seems “normal” would do to you.

Anyways, while that was happening, I was getting engaged with my absolute soul mate. She was a sweet, passionate girl who was just about to graduate from college and start physical therapy. I was going to move from Hawaii to Washington State to be with her. Just before I left, I received messages from a girl claiming my fiancé was cheating on me… then a male fictitious home wrecker started messaging me, talking mad shit for months. Saying my fiancé told him, her mother hates me, I would be nothing, extorting me for a tasteful but sexy photoshoot, and even about my sexual features (big loads, and made up that it’s smelly, etc), and that she didn’t love me etc. She hired a P.I., and they said it was one of my friends, without specifics. Marty told me he had a good cop friend who could look into this for me and “prove she was a cheater and that the P.I was a liar” and also get that person's address. I don’t know why I believed him. I thought he was looking out for me.

I had no idea who was doing this. I definitely did not think it would be Marty Bryant who was “Straight” and jealous of me? So we ended up breaking up. She tried to commit suicide, had a miscarriage, and flunked out of her last year. I moved to Idaho and went on a spiritual quest in isolation for a year. It was more heartache than someone should ever have to endure.

Prior to moving back to Hawaii, Kawena Bautista, my old roommate in Hawaii, and good friend, was making rape allegations about “Marty”. When I moved back, “Marty” had another personal trainer but was still in high contact with both of my old roommates. Within a year of moving back, he asked me if I wanted to go to Northshore to surf, and he would drive us up. When I got out of the water, he said, “Cooper, I made some weed brownies. Would you like some?” in a soft, excited voice. I took only half of one and was blacking out. I told him let’s get food immediately because I was hungry. He drove to Monkey Pod in Ko’olina (2018). By the time I got there, It felt like I had a 2ft halo around me I couldn’t see past. I couldn’t hold a conversation and “Marty” ordered for me. When I received my food. I was drooling and couldn’t eat it. My mouth was too dry. I know now my body wasn’t having a reaction to weed. It was having a reaction to the roofies. (I didn’t know fully until this next part).

I started using AirTags, cameras, and sensors, and he knew, and I became less of a target. I also moved into areas where security is very high.

Many years later, I’m still trying to figure this out- and still friends with him. But then I had a breakthrough. Marty had a property in Waianae and one in Summerlin, Las Vegas. He asked me to do a favor while in Oahu. He was in a massive rage, going after a guy who was house-sitting for him in Las Vegas. He gave me an envelope to try to mail with no name, just his own personal address. Seemed suspicious, and I wanted to know what crime he was trying to have me commit. I opened that up right away and saw.. It was a homoerotic sex scene from when this guy used to do porn. “Marty” Bryant was threatening to blackmail it to his family and friends. That absolutely sucks.

Marty Bryant has poached and coerced me to be his friend when I was a personal trainer and over to his house. I thought I was just a personal trainer helping people. His plan was well rehearsed and methodically planned. None of his friends know he’s gay. I had no way to not be a victim. It has sabotaged my youth life completely and forever. I have a hard time trusting partners and have wanted to be independent since I have had him chasing me around and probably always will. My care is to protect whoever else may come across him. I can’t believe he’s not locked up for life already. I blame California. If I had been able to see he was a sex offender, I could have protected myself, my fiancée, and friends.”