A Fuckboy gone wrong - A REAL DATING STORY

Chapter 8 - Farewell

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17. Oops I did it again

You know when a TV- show-runner suddenly leaves their TV-show and some shitty show runner takes over? It's basically the same plot just less exciting and kinda stupidly executed? Well this is it- After everything, after an already mediocre written TV- show, a petty plot that is me and Moritz Part one, someone new wrote season 2.

Picture this: She lands and Moritz does not reach out.  She thinks he is finally open to try... She can forgive him. She is still fragile but she tries one more time. She gets ready, excited. But no message from Moritz. Moritz is gone -- Ah, then suddenly. He reappears. 

A Voice message

3 days later.... 

You ready, dear audience? To the second season? 

He tells her that the day that she was flying home and getting excited to see him he started seeing Nora again and Nora was mad at him that he talked to her. Apparently they had a break and Nora did not like him talking to her. So Nora said that she( aka me) was a "no go". 

Okay I am taking over...it's hard to write about "she" and "her" when there are two women .One shall never have two women. Even writing is hard that way. 

Humor aside - 

Nora said I was a no go. He said, he wanted me, still. And he misses me and the sex and the fireworks and that he was furious at her for forbidding us contact again, but he would accept it and we would have to cut contact again right now.

I could not believe what I was hearing? I could and I still cannot believe it. Where were the cameras? This could not be real. Who would do this to me... again? Did he comprehend ANYTHING at all that I tried to communicate the past 6 months?

You are furious at her? YOU HAVE A LIFE- LIVE IT AS YOU WANT IT TO. Choose and take responsibility but this? THIS WAS THE LAST FUCKING STRAW.

YOU DO NOT DO THIS TO PEOPLE YOU CARE ABOUT. 

No one is that confused about what they want, and if they were, they would choose first before dragging people along for a year. 

A year of my life, a year of her life. A year wasted with heartache for nothing whatsoever.

I responded that it was technically quite simple. He was not the victim. He did not choose me. He never chose me.  Not in October, not in December and not now in May 2021. And making it look that way and putting the blame on her for "robbing us" of our "chance" was evil.

He responded that "I know it is frustrating, I do not know what to say cause I do not want to hurt you? "

It is a little late for that honey, and I don't know. Hmmmmm, What could you do?

Had he told me all along, I like this woman more, I would have left. But because he made it look like that his life was just very unstable because of the burn-out and that Nora provided him with stability and losing her would just create too much of a mess in his life as he was rebuilding it - I believed this story. The story of the lovers that currently cannot be together. I believed that we were both suffering from these outer circumstances. 

Why did he keep doing this to me? If he didn't love me, why did he keep me around again and again.

But maybe this repetitive slap in the face  was necessary for me to find Self-Respect.

I wrote him a whole paragraph. I told him that he would have to stop blaming her for his decisions and that he should stop treating people he cared about like a product on a shelf that he could borrow as he pleases. That I was closing this door now.