The Many Faces of Love

Asher (The Unexpected)

A/N: *Names have been changed to protect individual's identities.

I didn’t give him the time of day in the beginning. All of his friends were constantly gossiping about how he was such a man whore, I didn’t want to subject myself voluntarily to pain. I knew he would hurt me. I knew he would break my heart. I don’t know why I allowed him to sneak his way in to my heart. I don’t know why I decided to give him a chance. I honestly felt like I was going to change his life for the better. And in the beginning and for most of our relationship, it appeared as I had done just that. I thought he was my soul mate. His name was Asher.

Originally, I met Asher several years before his bands practice, when he was dating my friend’s sister. He didn’t even give me a sideways glance back then, and I honestly hurt for my friend Victoria, when he ended up breaking up with her. Many years later he tried to convince me to come hang out with him and I remember defending my friend, and telling him that I wasn’t the type of girl to date my friends’ exes.

Foolish Games

Friday, Ariel 18, 2008 @ 11:10 PM

The other night I rolled over and looked at you...and I could have sworn it was Carson. You have the stubble like him. You act like him. You look like him. You have glasses like him. You dress sort of like him. You basically are him, reincarnated. And I almost threw up thinking "HOW THE FUCK DID I GET HERE?" I remember how long it took me to get out of that relationship and now to be back....FUCK.

I know you are not him.

But the similarities kill me some days.

Several months later, I had begun befriending a lost soul I felt I had a lot of connections with, his name was Cooper. He was my ex best friends ex boyfriend. Wow, what a tongue twister. And I didn’t have any intentions on dating him, we had just been hurt quite a lot in the past, and it was nice to have someone to talk to, someone to understand.

Cooper was best friends with Asher, and so it was inevitable we would eventually meet. And we did, once again. We all went to Denny’s one night and Asher was trying to get with any girl that wanted or was willing to get with him. I was disgusted. I remember thinking that he would literally go after anything that spread their legs. It was harsh, but he only proved his friends allegations right.

And so I pushed Asher away. But he didn’t stop trying. And I think that’s what intrigued me. He was constantly trying to prove to me that he was different and he wanted more for himself and his life. So, I decided I could at least befriend him. That’s when the infamous party happened. It was the one of the craziest parties I had ever been to, in so many different ways…it was also the night Asher and I officially got together.

From: Krista May

Date: Apr 7, 2008 6:23 AM

what you did last night was wrong on so many different levels.

Number one, I don't know what went through your head in the first place that justified it was a great idea to invite both of your ex girlfriends out. If you invited me out, invite me out, you did it for a reason, so we could talk...which never even happened. If you wanted to hang out with her, don't invite me out...it's that simple.

Number two, calling her babe in front of me was so wrong. You know I still like you...you knew it would hurt my feelings, and yet...all you thought about was yourself...as always. Calling her babe in front of me basically sealed the deal that you were back together with her...and that's bullshit to be out with me, when you've already made your decision. And for the record, you don't call your mom and sister that. I'm smarter than that, give me a little bit of credit...and Cooper will call your bluff on that one.