It's the morning (afternoon) after the night before and I'm still trying to figure out how I was so stupid to fall for such an obvious trap.
Let's recap the story shall we?
From my understanding: in every group of friends, there is always the one weird one who is kind of there, a bit quiet but mostly harmless. Usually in groups that person is me. But a few years ago when my best friend (female) went to University and became friends with a girl who was weird, quiet but mostly harmless, I felt by definition I had to be nice to her too.
As time went by, it became apparent that the girl has a history of being a pathological liar and has been known to make things up at great lengths just for her own amusement.
I decided to keep away from her as I felt being friends with her would ultimately lead to something bad but because she was still friends with my best friend, I felt it was up to me to at least give her a chance and as time went on, I begin to fall for her, which is all well and good except she one day announces that she has a BF.
"Fair enough" I say,
"lucky guy" I say
"let's meet him" the group says.
"Oh...he can't come today as he's a little broke." she says
"Fair enough...maybe another time then?" I say
"Do you have a picture of him so I can tell you if he's a catch or not?" My friend says
"No...? Why would I take pictures of him?" she replies
Repeat the above for about 18months
By now, everyone is tired of her stories. Me included but because I guess I'm too nice for my own good I ignore her stories and just talk to her. When we speak, we will always have weird conversations about really random shit but enjoyable conversations.
and I guess this is the part where I fail because I start to fall for her and because as far as everyone was concerned, this boyfriend was imaginary so there was no harm in making a move right?
Usually when I make a move, I try to be as clear as possible so there is no confusion on anybody's part, sure I lack tact, eloquence and a certain "I don't know what" but at least after I'm done telling you, there can be no misunderstanding where anybody stands.
I tell her how I feel about her and naturally she says she has a bf, I ask for some sort of evidence to prove he exists, she changes the subject.
As this is happening, whenever the group invites her on outings, she will undoubtably cancel at the last moment but when I invite her out for the two of us to do something alone, she will agree. Our conversations soon shifted from just our usual random stuff to quite often explicit and sexual stuff. If I try to keep the conversation civilized, she will set out to lower the tone until I join her.
Convinced the BF is not real and convinced she liked me, I invite her over to mine, making it explicitly clear (explictly being the operative word in that sentence) what was going to happen.
She agrees to come over.
Once she's over, I try to kiss her and she refuses and starts telling me all these stories about her BF and how he's basically a thug with a criminal record who wouldn't think twice about beating 7 bells out of me.
By this time, going to bed at 4am the previous night only to wake up 5hrs later was not looking like the best plan as I now had a headache and I'm really beginning to regret any of this, not because of the boyfriend but realising she was more trouble than she was worth.
Luckily for me, by coincidence, our friends had deiced to drop by to mine later that evening.
I'd expected her to storm out after my botched attempt to hit on her, instead she decides she wants to have dinner with me as originally planned (i.e just me and her avoiding the rest of the group) we go out to dinner, she gets drunk and starts ranting about how she and I were opposites and therefore would not work.
By this time I have a terrible headache and just want the evening to end but it doesn't it gets worst. She brings out her phone and starts showing me pictures of her Boyfriend...
My first thought was "it took you 18months to show me this?" But I'd stopped caring so didn't feel like chasing that.
Next she starts showing me semi-nudes of herself she sent to her boyfriend.
To top it off, she shows me pictures of the two of them having sex all in the middle of a restuarant, I'm thinking..."I sure do know how to pick them."
She's drunk, I'm wishing I drunk alcohol or took drugs as it would probably help things make sense.
I decide it's time to head back, she instead decides it's time to go home. I walk her to the station, she goes back to talking as if nothing weird that evening had happened, we have a laugh just making fun of each other in the usual playful way we did.
I figure, sure, I've made a fool of myself but if she's cool with it then I guess that's okay, in a couple of hours the day will end and that will be that...right?
Wrong- about 1.5 hrs later, I get a call from a number I've never seen before, I answer it and it's an irate voice yelling at me and threatning me because I attempted to kiss his Girlfriend.
I apologise- however futile or pointless it seems, I still do it.
I then sit and try to unravel the whole evening- it's then I remember that a few months ago, she once told me about how her and her boyfriend like to play mindgames with each other to test the devotion of one to the other but because I stopped believing her stories, I filed that in the "bullshit" category.
But I guess in this test, they both passed, he stood up for what is his and she defeated temptation and I think I was just a pawn in all of it...
So the question here is, on a scale of 1-10 exactly how wronged should I feel?
PS One/2/p/3slim/Vita owner. I survived the Apocalyps3/Collaps3 and all I got was this lousy signature.
Xbox One: What are you doing Dave?
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