Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Bad Night

The night started out great. I was super excited to get off work and meet him at home, change out of my clothes and get the Scrabble night started. I put 5 roses we had in the house in a water bottle and my Halloween Pez dispensers to take over. The drive over was nice and we chatted about our days. His frustrations with work and my long, yet fun day made conversation.
We stopped at CVS to grab floss and Rolling Rock for Cierra and company. We arrived at her place and walked in. Ethan and Laura were there along with Justin. There was a new girl, Alex. She had brown roots where her platinum blond hair met 1 inch from her scalp. She is skinny and resembles another girl, Stephanie, who I later found out is her sister. She rubbed me the wrong way immediately with pretentious comments and oh the so old comment about "oh I finally joined Facebook but it's so stressfull, I mean, I guess I just can't handle it". I wanted to punch her. I cannot stand people who fight to be the oddest of the group, who strangle any thought or idea that is the "mass".
But, hey, we were there to play Scrabble and I was excited. So, we sit down and pick teams. I'm with Cierra and Justin. And I got crushed, per usual but it was fun and I'm mastering my 2 letter words :) Noah was with Ethan, Laura, and Alex.
So the games progressed and I was really into it, trying to concentrate because Justin and Cierra are super good. I kept one ear over at the other game though listening for good words. Keep in mind as far as the seating arrangement goes its me, Noah, then Alex.
So there's some flirting going on, more than just the everyday I just met you and now we're talking then...he touches her on the arm.
I wanted to forget about it, glaze it over, pretend like I was making something out of nothing. But then I got into the car and he goes what was that? and I go what was that? And he says the following:
That he was curious and wanted to see what was up with her
That it meant nothing but he was surprised she was flirting with him with me right there
etc...

So, he continued to do it. He didn't stop in his tracks, scoot closer to me and retract ANYTHING that could be translated into flirting, no, he continued because he was curious. I am beyond words...beyond insults. I am so mad I'm crying. To think he did this in front of me, what was he capable of when I was 200 miles away back home? When I wasn't looking?

Flirting with someone else, entertaining the idea of being with someone else is WRONG, it's wrong and it's hurtful and if he wants to do that he doesn't get me as well.

And to think during the fight he turned EVERYTHING onto me. I was being emotional, I was freaking out over nothing, he didn't do anything wrong, he was curious from a strictly anthropoligical stand point and that he was amazed she was flirting with him.

All those things, all those signs that she was crossing over and blurring the lines between inappropriate behavior and he stood by, didn't stop it. He urged it on, seeing how far it would go and moved closer to her and farther from me.

He just alienated me from him, from what I thought he was, and embarassed me in front of my friends.

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