One Girl, One Boy, One Flat...
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(The following article holds the names of my friends but their names have been changed for safety purposes, and by safety purposes I mean my own!)
Good evening fellow CLICers. It has been while since I posted an article. My social life has been pretty hectic, cramming a lot of time into my schedule is almost as impossible as me buying Gucci shoes! It seems I am wanted everywhere these days, and I like feeling that I am wanted no doubt about that, but sometimes, nothing beats being sat on a laptop updating you guys about my thoughts and events taking place in my life. But maybe I should tell you guys something first before I unveil the true motive for this story.
It has happened CLIC! Those single days of watching Bridget Jones and having hard darn luck with guys is officially over. Because dun-dun-duunnnnnn I have a boyfriend! May you all gasp and question, I officially have a boyfriend. So allow me to compose myself as I continue the story. But I had to get that out of the way.
So, everyone knows about the girl that I have been raving about recently. My best friend (ahem) "Faye" and everyone knows about the article I posted a while back about "Adam". Well, like in traditional style, boy meets girl and girl gets her heartbroken, but this is no ordinary heartbreak story.
I don't really need to explain the story from the beginning, if you want to be filled in then read my article The Mutual Love Situation, but let's rewind a few months ago. Adam broke Faye's heart previously and despite greater judgement and persuasion on my part, she still went back to him as soon as he entered her life again. Despite getting her heart broken before by him but she still claimed it was all in the name of love.
They seemed happy. I noticed a real change in her attitude, she was glowing and always seemed happy to talk about her boyfriend and was happy to be in his life again (happy happy happy happy happy) but as a best friend, it was my duty to be concerned and have my doubts. And not to mention I hadn't seen Adam in over a year and only saw the carnage of the fire he left behind from the last heartbreak, not the story from him initially. But she was great, almost oblivious but she was enjoying being in his company.
I met him for the first time in a year at a local band night, he seemed like himself and she seemed to be herself. Every time it was me and her on our own, I was bombarded with questions like, "Do you like him? I really want you to like him. Do you trust him? I really want you to trust him. Do you think he's good for me? I hope he's good for me."
It wasn't until we were standing outside smoking our cigarettes and chattering that he seemed to care what I thought about him like as if he wanted me to approve of him and be his friend like last year. He wanted my approval and I must say I respected that about him, I really thought he could man up this time around and make my best friend happy. But I couldn't be more wrong because liars don't start honest, they just get better at lying.
This Tuesday at approximately afternoon time, he called up my best friend to tell her it was over. After going days of ignoring her phone calls and texts, he called it off. She was crushed but the pain was never as bad as what she had to face next.
Yesterday afternoon we had an errand to run and that meant going to someone's flat but as soon as we walked inside, he, the idiot, was sat on the sofa looking rather cosy with a young girl. He said nothing to my best friend, hardly even made any eye contact with her. Until, I saw him not only cuddling this girl, but also kissing her! And I mean, "she's ma woman bro!" type of kissing. He knew the girl he had hurt and crushed was looking on with her sad blue Bambi eyes, and what's worse, he didn't care. We later discovered he got with this girl before he finished Faye. And there is where the betrayal lies.
And what makes it worse, earlier that day, my best friend got a tattoo in remembrance of her godmother whom she lost tragically to breast cancer two years ago. Adam promised he would show up for support. Boyfriend or no boyfriend, he still could have shown he cared by turning up to lend his support.
Is there a switch in a guys brain that knocks on-and-off to decide on whether or not they should be inconsiderate jerks? Why do they feel the need to hurt girls so badly and do it all with a smiling face? I really don't understand! If there's a boy reading this, please, don't do an Adam, at least break up with her face to face and have the common decency to still remain friends and care about her.
That's all, stay tuned for more...
P.S I got a boyfriend.