There’s a guy who used to be my best friend, and we even went out together for a brief period of time. He got a new girlfriend three days after he broke up with me, but he still continued talking to me and being a sweet guy, so I could handle it.
Months afterward, I felt I was getting farther away from him, apparently to the point of no return, because when he heard a rumor that I had been spreading lies about his girlfriend, he refused to listen to my side of the story. He hated me in silence for a while, but then one night he sent me an e-mail saying he broke up with her because she was cheating on him. He said, “I feel horrible for putting you through all of this. You’re such a great friend and look at how I’ve repaid you. Would you consider giving us another chance in the future? I love you.” I was afraid he was doing this as a trick, so I asked him (not once, but twice) to drop the whole thing, just for the sake of the friendship we used to have. He assured me, and I quote, that he “would never stoop that low”.
The next day, he said to me, “I don’t think we can be together. If I was with you, I’d just be thinking about how I hurt you so much the entire time. But there are other reasons why I can’t get with you, too.” He proceeded to tell me I was a freak, that I was an accidental birth, that he hated me more than anyone he’d ever spoken to, that he’d been pretending to be who he was and I had never noticed, that he hoped I was crying right then because I deserved it.
Only a monster is capable of doing what he did to me. Even though he hated me, he had no business toying with my feelings and lying like that. I despise him now for making me fall in love with him. Nothing would make me happier than to happen upon him someday and get the chance to kick him in the ‘nads.
