You'd think it was over. I mean I had hoped it wasn't. But we went a good week or so without talking and exchanging weird glances at each other every time we saw each other. We'll i went out friday, partly just to see how he would react to me drunkenly because since the flipping out on me for no reason incident i hadn't seen him out. So i went to the damn Sandbar. Low and behold it got raided. So as we were online waiting to get out he somehow wound up behind me. So we kept lookin at eachother until our final glance held. At that point i was feeling pretty good so i decided it was time to talk to i said come over here and he did. We talked, we made up, not like we were gonna hook up or anything again but finalyl we could talk again, so thats good right? After we left i texted him and told him to text me when we got back to Marist. He didn't so i texted him and said way to text me! No response. Ok so i walk out into my lobby and he is there with that girl hes been hookin up with. Might i add his best friend his hooking up with her best friend as well. However neither girls nor the boys live on the eight floor...so why do you have to be in my lounge? doesnt make sense at all. So i texted him saying oh ok now i know why...(like why he didnt text me when he go to campus)
Well whatever to be honest that didn't bother me until the next part. He's the one who wanted to go have fun and after me hooking up with three guys in front of him. Well i kinda deserved taht so i was no tupset. Ok so thats at what like 2 something in the morning. It's now 4 something and me and a good amount of ppl are in my dorm room. There was one violent pound on the door. We all thought it was the RA's because we were being pretty loud and it was late. So we opened it and it was him....He started FLIPPING out on me. Saying that me and my friend alexis needed to stop with the bullshit texts blah blhh... ok really did i say anything THAT bad for him to flip out on me like that...considering i hadn't texted him one ,aybe two weeks prior to those text messages he had to be talking about those. His best friend had to pull him out of my room...with a look on his face of embassment...because he flipped out infront of 6 of my good friends. Maybe if he did it with just me in the room he wouldnt have looked like such a jackass but he couldnt control his drunken hostility. Ok so i'm not gonna lie that scared me alot. The next morning my roomate and a few friends went down to the caf for breakfeast...they saw him n he looked MISERABLE according to them. They overheard them talking about the previous night. Words like you were so drunk...i had to pull you out of the room...
I know assuming is a bad thing..but what else could they have been talking about. I hoped more then anything that his miserable look was because he made such an ass out of himself to me. And he was upset for it. Everytime i see him now we look at eachother but i thin khe is way to embarassed to say anything...and frankly i am pissed at him to say anything. Thats the second time your best friend has had to pry you away from me because your a sloppy drunk who likes to get pissed at me for the stupidest things.
I wish i could just talk to him again. But sadly i feel like the only time that is going to happen is when we are both not ourselves. Its that state where i thin k we put our immaturity to rest and can approch eachother.
Its just annoing...by hookin up with three guys in front of him in less then 2 hours i have started a war. A war i wish i could just take back. Its clear that this boy still cares about me...i get to him WAY to easily for him to not, i just don't know what to do from here. I'm stuck.
I hate this game that we play.
& her eyes screamed the saddest apology the world
had ever heard
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