This is long. Be prepared. But its the whole story. Beginning til now. I'm 25 f... he's a 29 m
We were best friends for years. College. Work. Bar. vacations. Friendship became more. Friends became lovers. But we decided to keep it from our co-workers and our friends. Keeping it a secret made it even more special. We were the two people that you see that get along so well, you'd think we belonged together. We had both just come out of extremely heavy relationships.
Kissing him made my stomach flutter.
Talking with him made me laugh without a care.
He was my best friend, and my lover. I knew he wasn't ready yet, but it just came so naturally that it just became what it was.
This lasted for almost a year.
The strain of having a secret relationship took its toll.
At work we had to act like nothing had changed.
Our friends still viewed us as just buddies.
When guys would hit on me when we were out, it was awkward. Should he step in and say something? Should I expect him to? What would our friends say?
Then he started spending time with another girl.
A girl who we worked with. A girl who didn't know we were together. She got drunk and stayed at his house. And I became furious. He tried to explain that she stayed on the couch. That he has 5 roomates and they all saw her. But I was irate, and probably irrational.
She had called his phone before at 2 or 3 in the morning, and its not like she knew he had a girlfriend.
But after that night that she slept on his couch he told her that we were together. And she CONTINUED to call him and meet him out. Even after she knew about me.
And the story was out. All over work. How I broke up with him over her. How she didnt even like him and I was over reacting.
Him and I became distant. We argued. (we never used to argue. i mean never.)
I cried. We fought.
And I cried. and cried.
I felt like my best friend had died. Where we used to laugh, we just sat in silence. It was horrible at work. It was difficult for all of our friends. And then it made a turn for the worse, if it could even get any worse.
He started dating her.
Right in front of my face. He lied to me about it for weeks. I caught them in the hallways together. The little rooms where we would exchange kisses, I would see them standing in together. I was having a breakdown.
I went back to my ex. And never told him anything about my best friend and I being together. I figured it best since most people didnt know.
Then I had a lapse in judgement.
My (ex) best friend and I were starting to talk again because I had to act at work like nothing bothered me. Seeing them together was fine with me, when really it was killing me inside. We decided to keep a date we made to a wedding, months before the breakup. That night we danced, held hands, drank with old friends, and stayed together in a hotel room. And well... I'm sure you can figure out what happened.
Now here is where it gets crazy. This girl he is now with for barely even 3 months now, he won't even mention her name to me. He pretends as if I still dont know they are together. He doesnt bring her around all of our friends cause they all cant stand her.
We stay friendly, but there is a huge elephant in the room now. And we both know it.
She lands a job a few states away. And, he goes with her.
Yep... HE goes with her.
He told me she was only his ticket out of here, once again making it sound like it wasnt as serious as it was.
The night before he left, we met at our usual bar. And we played all our old songs, and drank our regular drinks. It had been months since we hung out like that.
He walked me to my car. And we shared a kiss. And i didnt want it to end. And I started to cry. And then he hugged me. And told me we'd see eachother again. And that I'd be happier this way. And then he drove away...
We hadn't seen or talked to eachother really in about 3 months, and I traveled to visit a mutaul friend for a concert. And he showed up. alone.
I had a hotel room, and we were all hanging out there. They wanted to go to another bar, and I decided it best that I didn't go. Since I now am back with my ex and happy about it. Although seeing my old flame sent chills down my spine. I missed him. It was clear that my feelings hadn't faded. I did what I though best, So I said good-bye and sent him on his way.
But he came back, saying he lost the people he was with and he didnt hae a car, and didnt knw hwo to get back to their house. It was raining, and I let him in...
WHY did he have to come back?
I tried to make it so we used dfferent blankets, or slept head to foot or ANYTHING to keep myself from giving in. But my efforts were wasted as son as he touched my face....
SO after that we didnt really talk much, he tried to contact me a few times, but I was so disgusted with what I had done to my boyfriend, and how I had gone against everything I had promised myself. That I ignored him for a while.
Then somehow, we started talking again. He was emailing me, texting me... whatever, and I was texting back. Actually lately we've been chatting like nothing has ever happened, about music, and work and whatever. But STILL, he will NOT mention her name. Not even mention her WITHOUT saying her name.
Like she doesnt exist.
And now I'm supposed to meet my mutual friend for a birthday celebration, and he might be coming. I asked him if it would be uncomfortable if I would go, and he said that it wasn't up to him what I did. And so I tried to pry a little more to see if he was bringing her, if I shoudl go or not. And for the first time in um... forever... he said her name.
"well, **** said she would go if we decided to drive all the way home, But she's not coming if we meet everyone half way, cause she doesnt know any of our friends..."
I dont know if I should go. i dont know if he wants me to. I dont know why it even matters. I dont know if he still thinks of me. If he still has feelings for me. Or if our long lost friendship is a lost cause. What should I do, or say? any suggestions, opinions?
Sorry this is so long. I just wanted to express the whole story, its the first time I'm seeking advice on the whole situation.