Cheating
2007-08-17
I don't understand why people act the way they do. Yesterday some series of events took place that makes me question not only people I thought I could trust but my own actions as well. A friend I work with and I kissed a few nights ago at a bar. I really thought a lot of this guy and the way he treated women with just the upmost respect was something I am not used to seeing. We had a harmless few days of flirting and yesterday he has a BBQ and everyone from work is invited. After one two many drinks him and I proceed to kiss again...everyone is having a great time and besides the shots of tequila starting to go straight to my brain I was having a blast. Fast forward a few hours into the day and I find this guy (lets call him bob) hooking up with his and my best friend's girlfriend. Me and bob share a mutual close friend from work who I consider to be one of my closest guy friends and is definitely bob's best friend. I call by friend and in some drunken stupor only manage to get out his girlfriends name. My friend knew something was wrong, drove over and had bob trying to apologize right when my friend walked into the apartment. Apology...dead give away. My friend punched bob and pretty much lost his mind for the next 10 minutes running around the house and punching holes in anything in his way, it was like something out of a movie. At this point he leaves and bob runs downstairs and lies on the pavement in the street crying. I follow. WHY?????? THis guy not only just broke his best friends heart but totally just screwed me over as well, we weren't dating but any smart guy should know not to hook up with 2 different girls in the matter of a few hours at the same damn party. stupid. I freak out because one, i am drunk and two the gravity of the situation has yet to hit me and I am just reacting to how upset this guy is who I was starting to have feelings for. I block his head from hitting the pavement several times and even in my state of mind just can not believe how absolutely plastered this guy is....it was pretty scary. I call my friend and he is clearly not happy at me but mostly because I was being a drunken idiot and could not talk to him and understand what he was going through when he needed me too. Everyone left the party and I stayed with bob....this is the part that really bothers me about myself. I wasn't trying to hook up or anything because all bob could do was lay on his face and cry but I just felt so damn bad for the dude that I didn't want to leave him alone. I passed out a little bit later and woke up around 5 am, sober, and disgusted at myself for trying to protect some guy that just screwed over me and my best guy friend. I drove home and called my friend who talked but really wasn't that happy with me and more than anything else just upset that the love of his life just screwed his best friend. I didn't have much to say mostly cause I don't remember much of what happened other than that when he needed me I wasn't there and I stayed with the asshold instead. I am mad at myself, bob and my friends slutty ass girlfriend. So many people at work were dragged into this situation and it ruined all of our nights. Bob is so depressed I can't even look at him at work its so damn pathetic and my guy friend is never going back in he's just going to quit. I see a glimpse of something amazing in a guy and then BAM he turns out to be not only just another guy but capable of doing things that I didn't think any man would do to his best friend no matter how drunk you are. I know this will all blow over at work in a month but it still just sucks and I hate that I couldn't be a better friend to someone who really means a lot to me. People really suck sometimes and I am beginning to think more and more that alcohol is the devils drink and it is so scary how it has such a power to change people.
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