People are idiots. I'm an idiot.
I fell for his stupid jokes and funny personality years ago. Now that I'm older, I realize I was so, so stupid.
I drug my friends into his circle. I tried to help him and make him feel welcomed and happy. But then he left..
He left and I was pissed and hurt. Heartbreak and overwhelming emotion followed after that.
But then, he came back. And I was flooded with anger. Anger at his stupid family issue, anger at his stupid "everything's normal" aroma. Anger at MY friends taking his side. Anger at him.
But he knew what to say; He knew how to say it. how to twist everything around to fit him perfectly. Slimy, scheming bastard.
But then he left again and I was not as effected this time. He was gone for a long time. I had gotten over him, wiped him almost completely from my mind. Months were free and happy.
Then I got a text.
He knew how to apologize, he really did. Plenty of practice I'm guessing. Me being the nice person I am forgave him.
That was my second horrid mistake.
Because then he came back. And his eyes were set on me.
Me being the stupid, love struck idiot I was said yes. Tho he was different after coming back here. I wasn't feeling it.
Then the drugs and alcohol came.
Then the break up.
Understanding. "Family problems. I'm sorry, I need space."
Research.. contact with lots of ex girlfriends of his.
Research..
Then. the truth.
the lying and the cheating came. The sexual cheating.
Exposure..
Left. Two friends. Two, just two, irl friends choose the right side.
Fighting..
Hurt, pain, depression..
Fighting..
Slowly giving in, then about to give up.
Mum comes home. Brings news of seeing my best friend holding his hand.
Anger..
Research..
Infuriation.
Truth revealed to her sister.
Truth revealed to the guardian..
My friend was infuriated, and not at her boyfriend.
The 15 year old boy coxed her into staying at his place all weekend. No parent.
She turns her phone off, no contact with guardian. Thinking surely, this is a good idea.
Comes home smelling like cigarettes. "No no, I hate cigarette smoke, and I hate cigarettes!"
Then me.
Knowing I was right all along. Is anyone gonna listen? No. It does not matter anyway. Why would I be posting this if not one person is gonna side with me for real? Because I want people to understand just how dangerous he is.
My friend is never allowed at my house again, mums orders.
And now, as I know everything that's happening and everything that will, I have no choice but to stand back and watch them all fall.
Simply because they won't listen.
The most dangerous game of ring-around-the-Rosie.
By the time they realized, I won't be here.
So keep hanging over him. Keep acting like it's no big deal. Because one day, when you are the one in the hospital because, "oh drugs won't kill you." "Oh, have another shot." "I love you so much. You are the only one." When those words are said to you, and to so many others.
And me, the girl hanging back in the corner distracted and distant from the real world. In Fact- mentally not even being there because yes, she was the one who befriended the one who caused this. And she was to late to realize where it could lead.
She was the one who tried so desperately to see the good in everyone. But failing so shamefully and going to cry silently in the corner wondering if her old friend would be alright.
Because yes, her friend kept someone around who could not be saved.
And yes, she had to watch her friends fall one by one in a deadly game of Right-Around-The-Rosie.
