I’ve
dated, this feels right. I feel loved.
Sept. 11, 2010
Guys are assholes! I want to take back everything I
said about Steve being handsome, sweet, and romantic. Apparently he was only
doing all of this stuff this week because over Labor Day weekend, his best
friend, Jack, confided in him that he was going to propose to his longtime
girlfriend, Brittany.
Well, it seems that Steve has been sleeping with
Brittany. When Jack told him he was going to propose to her, he broke off the
affair and was going to act like it never happened.
I don’t think Steve expected Brittany to turn Jack
down tonight and tell him about the affair.
I was out with Steve at the bars when Jack called
him and acted all excited about the proposal and then asked if he could speak
to me. He said that Brittany wanted to ask me something. When he handed me
the phone, Jack then told me that Steve had been having an affair with Brittany
since the summer and that she told him this tonight when he proposed to her.
He said if I had any questions that I could meet him at the FishBowl.
I casually hung up the phone and turned to Steve. “So
you’ve been sleeping with Jack’s girlfriend?”
You should have seen how he was trying to make
excuses for it. He tried to act like the hero by saying that he was the one
that broke it off. He “ended it as soon as I heard Jack was going to propose
to her.” What kind of reasoning is that? Who sleeps with your best friend’s
girlfriend of four years?
He tried to tell me that he loved me and that he
wanted to work things out. He brought up how I raped him, which was worse than
what he did. He had only been cheating on me since June.
The sad part is that I don’t really care that he
cheated on me. I mean, I have been cheated on before. Shit, I’ve even done
two guys at the same time, but that was without giving either of the guys an
actual relationship status.
What makes me mad about this is that I spent the
summer trying to sustain a relationship when he was banging somebody else? And
then I’ve spent the past few weeks trying to save that relationship. When I
feel guilty about taking advantage of him in a drunken state, he tried to act
like I was the reason that the relationship wasn’t like it once was.
Then I find out that the wonderful past couple of
days I have been enjoying with him are due to the fact that he ended the affair
with his best friend’s girlfriend. It had nothing to do with me and how he
felt about me. He was just doing what he had to do to keep getting some, since
he had just lost what he had been getting on the side.
When I met Jack at the FishBowl, I found him to be a
mess. He was still coherent. He was just really depressed. He was so sad and
pathetic that I kind of forgot my anger.
I sat beside him and tried to smile a sympathetic
smile, but he just turned away and looked at his drink as he was lost in his
thoughts. He then turned to me and asked me if I wanted something to drink.
After I ordered my drink, we just sat there in
silence. I didn’t know what to say to him. “Are you okay”, seemed a little inappropriate
and insensitive at a moment like this. I didn’t know him that well. I mean, I
have had conversations with him before, but it was always at parties or other
things where Steve was around. He was always very good to ask me about my
major, how my day was, and other stuff like that, but we had never had a really
in depth conversation.
The one thing I always admired about Jack whenever I
would hang out with him and Steve is how he always seemed to think about other
people and be genuinely interested in them and what they had to say. Although
he was a little slow on his conversation tonight, that quality was still
present in him.
“I hope you don’t mind me telling you that Steve was
cheating on you. I felt you had the right to know.”
I told him that it was fine and that I was glad that
he told