----If I thought I could get away without mentioning him at all, I would because I hate that I'm even bringing him up, he doesn't deserve anymore of my time, he doesn't even deserve the time he's already taken. That being said I hope you enjoy this, because I sure did not.
A brief flashback to 6th grade, when I was crushing hard on a red headed high schooler on the basketball team.
Then, to my freshman year New Years Eve party where there were a bunch of college kids and he happened to be one and he talked my ear off and I didn't know what to do with myself.
It was really a disaster before it even started.
I was 17, he was 22. What the fuck is a 22 year old doing talking to a 17 year old anyway..... it's still beyond me because I'm nothing special. But then again neither is he but I sure saw something. Whatever that something was never actually existed, he was just a douche bag. Butttttt........
At my friend Ninas birthday party at her farm house in 2007, her older brother happened to show up, with a car full of his friends, one of which happened to be none other than Chad. I didn't even notice, I was off being upset because Ty was being as ass and I heard someone yell my name from over by the house. I obviously got excited when I realized who it was though, I went over there and he came running and picked me up and then insisted on giving me a piggy back ride back to the shed. (he was really drunk) He also kissed Nina that night, because she had never kissed a boy, but then her brother punch Chad. So at least that was entertaining. We ran off on our own, we talked, we made out. Ended up going back to Nina's house and staying in her little brothers room with my friend Jessica. Chad tried to lay in the middle but he kept trying to grope Jess when he did soooo that didn't last too long. The next day we all left and I chalked it up to a drunken night with someone I probably wouldn't talk to again anytime soon. Boy was I wrong(oh how I wish I would have been right)
He Facebook messaged me later that day. we exchanged phone numbers and started talking on a regular basis.
He had a DUI at the time, real winner I tell you. He would call me to come get him from the bar sometimes and I would sneak out to take him home, to his parents house because he was home for the summer. He would try to get me to stay but I definitely did not feel comfortable staying there. At least once he passed out in my car and I had to wake him up and half carry his ass to the door. That was funnnnnn. He made me feel special though. But come on, I was 17, of course I felt special when a college guy was giving me attention. We were obviously secretive about seeing each other, but only to a point. Quite a few people knew, including his brother who is closer to my age and highly disapproved of us.
One night we went out to the island with my friend Lexie and his cousin Molly, who was younger than me. Chad and I were in the back going back and forth about something and his phone rang, he ignored it pretty fast so I found myself right over his shoulder and saw that it was some girl named Melissa. I obviously had 20 questions as to who the fuck Melissa was and why she was calling him at 2 in the morning. He told me she was a friend and tried to change the subject.
Ladies, bitches do not just call your man up at odd hours of the morning if they are just friends. And if they are just friends and she calls, he answers because that's what a good friend does. If he's ignoring her there is most definitely a reason, and you better not ever put up with that shit.
I didn't let that one go, I held on to it for later. We were out until after 4AM and I had to work at 6 so they took me home first. I didn't feel good about them taking Chad home before me, because I obviously didn't trust him. But I could trust my friends, right? (obviously you know the answer to that if you've read any of my other posts)
A couple of nights later the idiot passed out in my car when I was taking him home and I took the liberty of going through his phone.
PAUSE---- If you trust someone you should never go through their phone, but in a healthy relationship you should never feel like you need to. If you get a text and you can't get to your phone you should be able to ask your other half to check it or get it for you. if you don't think that is a wise decision then you are probably talking to people you shouldn't be or saying things you shouldn't be saying, and thennnnn you need to reevaluate your life. Because if your going to be in a relationship with someone you should be open and honest and never hide anything unless it is a good surprise for them.
At the same time, if you guard your phone because your other half is a psycho and doesn't think you should talk to anyone of the opposite sex or the majority of your friends and just doesn't trust you for no reason then you should also reevaluate your life and get the fuck out of that relationship. I'm sure i'll share more of my views on this shit later (:
But, I went through his phone and what did I find, lots of texts between him and Melissa, who he had obviously slept with, I know with out a doubt because of some of the shit that I read. I wanted to gouge my eyes out guys. It was so gross, I was sooo beyond mad. Obviously. I had taken his phone to call his friends who were staying at his house also but no one answered so I had to get his ass out of my car on my own, which was a chore because he was really out. I hit him, poured water on him, tried to pull him out of my car... nothing woke his ass up for the longest time. Finally he was awake enough to barley get on his feet, but not without almost knocking me over multiple times, then there was the task of getting the garage door open, at this point I just wanted to knee him in the balls and leave him outside but I'm too nice so I got him inside and left. Well, he had left some stuff in my car and I had to take it to him the next day, I told him I went through his texts and he didn't have a lot to say. Mostly because he couldn't lie his way out of it at this point so I told him I was done I wouldn't put up with that shit. But guys, it wasn't that easy, I wasn't that smart. I left and we didn't talk for a few days, He went on a float trip with his friends, and a one day I got a phone call from him. Of course I was dumb enough to answer and he was in the ER. I honestly can't recall what he had done but something, who knows. He just wanted to talk to me though. Which is really a bunch of bull shit but I talked to him for awhile and then like the next day he started dating some girl, it was Facebook official and that is where I found out.
How the hell do you go from sleeping with some girl from one town while talking to a girl from home, to dating someone a week later from a different town... I see that shit happen a lot and it is so confusing. Obviously you don't care about any of them that much... people are stupid.
This bitch knew who I was before I knew anything about her. I have no idea how, it was bazaar. but lets back track to that one night we were at the island with Lexie and Molly. So I was at Lexies one day and her ex was over trying to get his class ring back. I was hanging out minding my own business but I was pretty good friends with him so he was talking to me and Lexie came out and they got into it and he ended up telling me that Lexie had had sex with Chad in his hot tub after dropping me off at my house that morning, while Molly was there, how awkward. I was realllly upset, I thought I was going to puke, it was so bad. I got on Facebook and told Chad that I knew everything and how shitty of a person he was and what not. Then went home and cried for like a week. No, but seriously, I didn't talk to Lexie at all for TWO weeks. She tried to talk to me, I wasn't having it. But at the same time Chad was still trying to sweet talk me and I was communicating with him and he had done much more andddd had a girlfriend so I forgave Lexie.
Lexie and I went to a party at the island the first night we made up and guess who came, Chad. With his girlfriend as his taxi driver. Me being me, I walked my happy ass right up to them and was like "this must be your girlfriend" and shuck her hand. Her name was Kayla, and I talked to her for a few minutes. I don't even know what about, I was drunk. Then I was outside by myself, getting away from all the awkwardness, and Chad came out to talk to me. We talked for an hour! Kayla checked on us three times! ha. I'm pretty sure I was crying every time. Boy was she mad though. (who puts up with that shit..) Chad told me that he was sorry and he wanted to be with me it was just hard because of our age difference and blah blah blah. And obviously my parents having no idea. well, Kayla obviously hated me after that night, I'm pretty sure she already had but she played nice at first. they dated for maybe 3 weeks. Then they broke up and we we're back to seeing each other again.
It was so fucked up guys. My grandma knew about him, because my grandma knows everything, to an extent. She obviously didn't know how much of a douche bag he was but she knew he existed. And when he went back to school it was in the same town that she lived in so any time I went to visit my grandma I went to see him as well.
At this point we were sleeping together, but I didn't let him get that far for 5 months. I waited till long after he had broken up with Kayla and had invested some time in me. But I should have never, ugh. Anyway, we had a good like two month run and then, right before Christmas break he got distant. and then Facebook notified me why. He started dating his ex from high school, again. They had dated for FIVE years, broke up for a year, and were now back together.
Didn't tell me anything, just stopped talking to me.
I gave up.
Till next time, xoxo