Day 3
Well, I skipped a day I’m not sure if I’ll write about this every day or just one the days when something significant happens. Anyways, yesterday I had to work all day, I had lunch with him though and it was actually really enjoyable. No arguing, fighting or even awkward silences. We kept a conversation going and he was really nice to me. I wasn’t sure if after work I would be hanging out with him or not so I just kept it up in the air. After work he made it clear to me that he was busy, he was going to be having a guy’s night with his friends. That was fine with me because I was going to have a girl’s night with one of my friends. The night ended up being really fun, me & my friend ate Mexican food, shared a margarita and ran to Walmart and then we watched chick flicks. I was leaving before midnight because I was exhausted, called to check & see if his guy’s night was going well….even before he answered I had a feeling that he wasn’t just having a guy’s night. Boy was I right. He was having a party, I didn’t make a big deal of it because I’m trying to be a good girlfriend and give him space so, I just went home and went to sleep. To make the story a little shorter, he called me at 3am wanting me to pick him up so he could get Dennys, went to Dennys and then he came & stayed the night with me. This made me very happy, I hate sleeping alone and he was being awfully sweet even if he was under the influence of alcohol. Woke up for my meeting, brought him home and we had planned on hanging out afterwards. Called and he didn’t want me to come over, hurt me a little bit but still just trying to be accepting of the space he needs. Found out because of social networking, a girl was at his apartment…a young girl who isn’t of age to be hanging out with boys their age…she’s 16. Now that’s when I got pissed off. How could he not tell me that SHE was there? I felt betrayed, lied to, hurt and the tears just ran down my face. I texted him about it and he acted like it was no big deal and even brought up the fact that their having a party next weekend and I’m probably not going to be invited because I’m ‘annoying’ how could someone that’s supposed to be my boyfriend, love me for me, support me in every way feel that way about me. It hurts so bad to think that I try so hard to make it work and then something like this happens and it kills me inside, makes my stomach into knots. We’re supposed to have dinner tonight and I’m hoping to talk to him more about how it made me feel but, it’s going to be hard. I hate when he’s mad at me, I just want things to be how they were back in September when we first started dating. We were both so happy with each other, what happened?
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