The Dating Game: Second Chance

This story takes place at the end of my senior year in college.


When I was in high school, I had a lot of crushes. One in particular I ended up being really good friends with.

Brian and I had a class together and had many of the same friends. He was one of my crushes and he knew it. But when he told me that he wanted to be in a relationship, I turned him down. At that point, I was a junior and he was a senior. I figured he’d be graduating soon so it would have been a waste of time.

Fast forward five years. I’m on Facebook and I see that it’s his birthday. I post on his wall and he responds by sending me a message. Or as it’s more commonly known….he slid in my DMs.

We chatted for a little while and he asked if we could meet up, so I agreed.

He came over one day and we ordered dinner, drank some tequila, and he slept over (nothing happened). The next morning he dropped me off in time for class and that was the beginning.

Eventually we did sleep together. Honestly, it wasn’t great. To make it worse, I remember at one point (before it happened) he said, “I’m ridiculously good at sex by the way. At least that’s what I’ve been told.” He wasn’t, actually. I had a feeling since when someone says something like that it’s usually a lie.

Anyway, this whole thing went on for about 4 months (that’s my magic number in case you didn’t know by now). I was thinking about breaking it off with him at this time. Like I said, the sex was average, but he also just didn’t have the capacity to talk about real shit. We never talked about anything important and quite frankly it really bothered me. Basically he really wasn’t bringing anything to the table so I felt like my time was being wasted. The fact that we had been such good friends for so long is kind of the only reason that I didn’t break it off.

So one morning, I can’t really remember why, but we got into an argument. Keep in mind, we didn’t follow each other on Twitter but there was one time I guess he searched for me so he responded to one of my tweets. For that reason, I knew his handle. Because I had this weird feeling, I decided to check his Twitter after our argument. I was surprised to find out that he had subtweeted me like we were fucking high schoolers. Something about women “not being able to make up my mind.”

Naturally, I responded to the tweet.

He didn’t reply to me. In fact, he didn’t talk to me for 2 weeks. The ball was in his court and he dropped it.

Some point after those two weeks, he texted me apologizing. My response was, “Yeah I’m moving out in 3 weeks and you need to come get your shit.”

The day that he came to collect his things, he gave me this long spiel about not knowing why he stopped talking to me, and he hoped that at the very least we could stay friends. It was all bullshit and I knew that. You don’t just stop talking to someone for no reason. And when you say that you want to be friends, it means you have to put in the effort to maintain that friendship. I knew he wasn’t going to do that so I removed him from all of my social media. I happened to check his Twitter again that night and he said, “Women move on so fast. It’s crazy”

No, bitch. You don’t get to treat me like shit, give me some bullshit apology, and think that I’m going to waste my time being sad over you. You don’t fucking deserve it.


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