Last night felt like a fever dream.
I convinced myself it was.
Until I saw that msg from crystal's ex in my inbox.
I didn't open it.
I could care less what he has to say.
I never wanna see or hear from him again. Blocked him.
I still had to tell someone about my night tho..
"Richie, I can't be known as this person. My reputation is worse than ever. I will no longer be invited to anymore events. Nobody wants that drama at their party. I don't even think I should attend your party."
"Youre going to my party Liz! I'll never forgive you if dont show up!"
😮💨 I'm going.. I don't think I should but I'll be there.
"At this point I should just stay at home."
"Okay but babe really who gets married on a Thursday?? That screams bad luck. What did they expect??" He would say that.
"Do you know the price difference for a wedding venue if you book it during the week instead of the weekend? Hundreds. Thousands. Maybe even tens of thousands, depending on the location."
"Why get married if you're gonna be that cheap? Just fucken elope." Lmao.
"I remember when I got married, they quoted me like $6000 less for the same venue if we got married on a Friday instead of a Saturday. One fucken day made that big a difference in price. I wouldve done it but my dad hated the idea." He needed that Sunday to recover from the borrachera that's why lol.
"I wanna meet your dad one day. I need to put a face on the man that created this impulsive creature that goes on dates with her hot ass ex and on the same night slaps a man for saying she's fuckable."
Damn near crashed my car laughing at the ridiculous shit richie comes up with.
Why is he like this..
He's missing the fucken point.
"First of all.. i didnt slap him, I threw a drink in his face and it wasn't a date. I went to dinner with an old friend. That was it."
"Uh huh, an old friend... an old friend you used to fuck." That has nothing to do with this.
"Richard!! I called you to talk about my current problem.. not my past problems.. focus. What do you think i should do, should I confront him?"
"Izzy, Im gonna be honest.. i don't think he did anything you or i wouldn't have done in his shoes."
He's right. 😩 I wouldve read his journal if I saw my name in it. All of it.
Beginning to end.
I wouldve read it and shared it with you guys and anyone else that cared to listen.
"Fine I won't say anything. I'll just keep him blocked."
"Unblock him Izzy. Stop fighting fate!"
I can't talk to this man anymore.
"Richie, I'm hanging up!" I need support not this shit.
"Babe... let it go.. he'll never confess to it anyway." He won't. I already know this.
