It started with the winks. My best friend
was posting winks
on his wall and commenting winks on all his posts on
facebook.
At first I didn't thin anything of it. She was my
bestfriend afterall.
I asked them both if something was going on. They both said
no.
The winks and the hearts continued. Me and my boyfriend had a
date
that saturday. I found out he invited her. Was I suddenly not
good enough?
I freaked out. I knew something was going on. I texted him. He
yelled at me
for accusing him and said she didn't like him because he
asked. All I could think
of was that I only ask questions when I care about the answer.
So why would he ask
that if he didn't care? He flipped on me and said he
wasn't going bowling with me that night. After about 30
mins, I apologized. Maybe I was overreacting. Maybe it
was nothing. He agreed to come bowling. So we went. It was
going well until she showed up. Yes. She showed up. And she
went to a different lane far from ours.
She finally came over to talk to me. My boyfriend was standing
behind me.
She said, "I'm sorry for talking to him." I said,
"Sam, I don't care that you
talk to him. You're my best friend. I'm just mad that
you think he like you.
When he doesn't." And she said, "Yeah.." I
ran to the bathroom, I felt like
I was going to be sick. She followed me in and said,
"Look, he likes me.
I like him. Get it?" I screamed. I wanted to hit her so
bad. But I didn't.
I ran into a stall crying. She followed me in. She said,
"I'm sorry. I'll
stop talking to him. I'll stop everything.Your friendship
means more
to me than a guy." And we hugged. And then she left.
I went and sat back at my lane. My boyfriend's cousins
were there at another lane and he was with them.
I sat there crying for 30 mins before he grew
the balls to come over to me.
He sat infront of me.
He said, "I'm sorry."
I looked at him. I wanted to
throw a chair at him. I was so hurt.
I wanted to say so many things, but all I could choke out
was,
"it's okay." But it wasn't. It still
isn't. He sat there. I still had his Christmas
present in my bag. I gave it to him and said, "Before you
choose her over me, you should at least know how much I care
about you." Slowly, he opened his gift. First,he pulled
out a hershey bar, his favorite candy. Next, he pulled out axe,
his favorite body spray. Then he pulled out the best present I
have ever gotten someone. He pulled
out an autographed rookie card of his favorite baeball player.
It cost me a month's allowance, but I wanted to do it. He
stood up and said thank you. And hugged me.
I was still so hurt. He was probably thinking like, "LOL
why am I wasting my time with this troll." I wanted to cry
again. I felt like he hated me. I said, "Do you hate
me now?" He said, "No." I said,"Are you
sure?"And he said "Yes."
"Positive?"
"Yes." And I said, "And Sam..?"He said,
"Forget about her."
Forget about her. He said forget about her.
I trusted him to follow up on that. I though it was okay.
Everyone makes mistakes. I went home, and her facebook her
status was
"i like yOu.;*<333" So I messaged her. I asked her
who her status was about. She said she's not telling me.
What kind of best friend would say that? I knew it was him. It
was my boyfriend. She liked him. The friendship was over. She
kind of stopped
with the winks and hearts. I was still so hurt. I felt like
something was going on,
but whenever I mentioned it to my boyfriend, he would get mad,
saying how
I didn't trust him. I thought I could. Everytime I would
bring something
mean up about her, he would stop talking to me, or tell me not
to
be mean. I knew. I didn't want to, but I knew. We were at
a
cheerleading party, the night before competion. Sam
walks up to me. She says, "I'm going out with
your boyfriend." I cried. I ran to the
bathroom and i cried.
I called him.
I said, "ARE YOU
DATING ME OR HER?!?!"
He said, "What are you talking
about? Only you!" My friend, who
is also good friends with Sam took her phone.
He yelled at her saying to stop telling me that. I felt
like things were okay. Until I got the phone. I saw the
messages. I wanted to hurt her. And him. Then had heart
wars.
Sent winks. She said she would give him head, which is a lie
because
being I was her best friend, I happen to know that she is
insanely prude. She
has a serious fear of doing anything with a guy. Including
holding hands. It's bad.
I flipped on him. for a whole month, everything he was saying
to me, he said to her.
I felt like my heart was being ripped out and then cut up by my
best friend. I was seriously depressed for about 2 weeks. I
didn't break up with him. I know I may seem stupid, but I
can't let go. We've had too many good times. I
ended the friendship with her though. I know it's friends
before boys, but the difference is, he apologized.
He unfriended her on facebook and deleted her number. He
apologized.
He tried to make it better. She didn't. She
spread rumors about me.
She tried to get him back. It's not the same
between
my boyfriend and I. In the back of my
mind I always have this thought
that if I didn't catch them,
it would still be
happening.
And That
Kills Me.
just a vent*