by Harrison » Wed Aug 20, 2008 9:55 am
I've been plagued by a succubus for the past 8 months, got really close to her and she's been an up and down roller-coaster of pain.
Totally into me and then a few weeks later, not. Says she loves me one night, and fucks some guy she just met a few days later.
I gave her two chances and the second time she really fucking crushed me. I was committed to not letting her in the second time around but, when she looked me in the eye and said she missed me and loved me, and was thankful I was back...I wanted so bad to believe it that I did. (I took off the first time and stopped talking to her and my friends for 3 months.)
This time around she went behind my back and started hooking up with one of my friends and lying about it. Granted she's still pulling shit like telling me she really likes me and hooking up with me on the side before I found out.
My birthday was a joint birthday party because my friend Brendan and I share the same birthday, so we planned a kegger. He loses his phone and so I can't find out where it is. I call her to ask where everyone is and she says she has no idea and that she was hanging out with her cousins.
She's at the party with my friend who she brought, and lying to me about where it is. MY FUCKING PARTY
I call around and find out where it is, and when I get there my friend is standing in the driveway. At this point I was just confused as to why he's there when I didn't even tell him about it. Maybe it's just a coincidence that he knew someone there or whatever. Two completely different circle of friends entirely.
I do my usual rounds and say hi to everyone and find out he showed up with her. Now I'm shaking with a hate that you see in movies. I get to the keg and it's almost empty. Now I'm ready to go snap a cunt's neck. She comes back to the party she said she didn't know the location of, and is all over that kid in my face.
I got up, said bye to the few people I didn't want to murder and walked home. I punched more telephone poles than I'd like to admit and royally fucked up my right hand. Ruined my favorite shirt with blood stains and was still sick to boot.
There's a long pre-story to all of this involving her and our friendship etc. but I'd rather not get into it to be honest. She broke my heart, twice. She's dead to me.
She had the fucking BALLS to say to me that she's sick of feeling bad about what she does and doesn't want to be MY friend. She made an enemy out of me and I'm a spiteful angry motherfucker when I've been hurt. So...there's a bit of it lol
How do you like this spoiler, motherfucker? -Lyion