Well, I’ve been up all night, tossind and turning. I’ve just been fucked over by an old “Friend”. Here’s the backstory.
I’ve been dating my girlfriend for three years now. We have a pretty good relationship. I may not be the greatest boyfriend in the world(who is?), but I treat her with respect and don’t cheat on her. Fact is I love her very much…who am I kidding, I love her with every ounce of me.
Now, I have this friend, Mark. He has been a good friend, up untill now. We have never fought or had an otherwise tumultuous relationship. I haven’t even spoken to the guy since New Years Eve.
Last night, after my GF leaves my house, she recieves a call on her cell phone. It’s my friend Mark, who nobody has heard from in about 4 months. For reasons only he knows, the kid tells my GF that I cheated on her with 3 girls, 2 years ago. This of course is not true. My GF calls me irate, I try to plead innocent. The problem is, I somewhat of a recovering alchoholic and the time frame that my friend claims that I cheated was a pretty low point in my life. The notion that I would have cheated on her at that point isn’t unbelievable. I know I didn’t, but convincing her of that will be awfully hard.
What kills me is I don’t know why a friend would call up out of the blue and fuck with my life like this. I was up all night, furious, throwing things, debating whether I should go over to this guys house and kill him. I drank myself into a stupor last night, the first time in about a year. I’m nothing but a giant ball of frustration. I’m hurt that a friend would do this and my GF won’t give me a chance to defend myself.
So guys, don’t trust your friends. One day, when you least expect it they will fuck you over.