A Narrative

Its Done

Hey guys. So, I fell off the face of the earth. But ehats new with you guys? Nothing? Everything? You found yourself your own guy? Anyways I was thinking a while ago and I realized that I'm okay with the story and what happened and everything. (If you didnt know this was a personal story) anyways I've decuded that I'm going to change this sad excuse for a book and its going to be a "oneshot" and km not going to try to "make a "story out of it" I'm just going to write what happened. So here's that. Oh and I'm probably gonna leave all the other crap up bc why not.

It all started in 7th grade. I was in a fight with ime if my friends and my table group had earned the most points the previous week so we got privileges one of which was switching seats with anyone in the class. So to spite the friend I was mad at, I switched seats with her to sit next to someone who I was still friends with, but didn't really know. At the table was sitting "guy" and that's how I met him. I enjoyed the company of both these "new" acquaintances and decided to be better friends with them. So that's how our friendship started, in 7th grade. To be honest, I never really considered us friends then, we didn't really talk. Me and my other new friend however, we were like best friends. Everything was going fine it was okay and we were all just friends, although if you ask me. looking back at it, we were a bit too friendly with him for us to just want right be friends(get your mind out of the gutter I dont need company down here). Anyways, we found out towards the end of the school year that my new best friend would be moving. Clear across the country. To Georgia. We were all sad and I almost died because it had been a traumatic year and she had just made it that much better, but it was okay because she would visit as much as she could and we would talk all the time about anything and everything, which in the future ended up being about how we both ended up liking guy. Yup. Oops. Rewind. In 8th grade I had more classes with him and more resources t talk to him, so, I did. we started talking more and he was a nice person and I developed feelings for him within the first three months of school. He was oblivious. My first hint. He started talking to me avout the OTHER girls he liked. My second hint. He talked about dating said other girls. My third clue. But could I take a hint? No. So he decided to ask out said other girl(you know her as fiance) and the two friends of mine who knew convincef me "oh we should tell him so that if he does like you he can choose you" LIES I was like 99% sure he didn't like me and even if he did, there would be nothing I could do about it, I wasn't allowed to date(but like theres always not telling my mom, but that's bad, don't lie to your mothers children, they just love you). Anyway. me being the dumb that I told them "okay you can tell u I'm if you want"*cue retching noises* *cue gunshot to the head* *cue the onset of the end of our relationship* anyways so he responded with the classic douchebag response "I don't want to ruin our friendship" TOO LATE BUDDY ITS ALREADY OVER, WE JUST DON'T KNOW IT YET. But back to the story, so he gives his dbag response and I think whatever its fine its thanksgiving break its not big deal don't have to see him until monday(this happened on a Thursday) WRONG. I love my friends so much. The great thing about planning stuff with your friends firgetting about bit and then having them tell your crush the day before you have to see him is NONEXISTENT. ITS LIKE SAYING HEY YOU BASICALLY RIPPED MY HEART OUT TO MY FRIEND BUT ITS OKAY I DON'T REALLY CARE. So yeah that was fun. Oh and he brought his family. Yup his mom dad and brother. It was great. Oh and also we ended up being the first two people there and my family was there waiting with me until other people got there. I LOVE MY LIFE.  Anyways I lived through that day and the week we were back until later that Friday night, I found out from a group chat that have had asked her out. LITERALLY A WEEK AFTER. LSIKEBI KNOW IT WASNT LIKE EE BROKE UP OR ANYTHING BUT STILL A FUCKING WEEK THATS ALL YOURE GIVING. ME WHAT THE HELL. Anyways after that it was a slow descent into not even friendzone but us not liking each other anymore. At all. We were not friends. And it was ugly and sad and I Wanted to die even more because I missed him. But hey life goes on. Doesn't stop because you got your heart ripped out. Anyways school got harder, I stopped wanting to go, I didn't slip into depression but I was pretty close and I was missing my beat friend and it wasnt like I could text her because we weren't allowed to use our phones at school. But from it I ended up gaining a new beat friend. someone who was here and helped me through the year without even knowing it until afyer the fact, he is the closest thing to a gay best friend I will ever have. And no I'm not replacing my best friend from Georgia. I could never do that, I'm just finding another equally best friend that lives here. Of course he goes to a different school now, so he left me too, but it's okay I'm not slipping into depression. Anyways back to the main story. We stopped being friends and when we did talk, we mostly fought, but recently, I gave upntrying to win and care about why he didn't pick me and but instead picked the annoyingbwhwore that he did pick and I tried to be froends with him again. It lasted for a while and I was so mad at the girl he chose but I recently realuzed it wasnt her fault, it wasn't really anyone's but the reason it hurt so much was his fault, he was the mean one he was the dbag in this situation, not anyone else but him. And now thata I finally realized that. as counterintuitive as it may seem, I can "trust" him now. I cab trust him be cause I know that I can't trust him. Its like I can be his friend because I know that he is going to let me down sometimes and it won't come as a shock anymore.

Thanks for reading this. And to those of you who have been here for the whole thing, thank you, youve inspired me more than I can say. Just by being here. This was a long journey for me, I don't know how long, but it was long. I am thankful that I can say that I overcame this. I am so sorry that this book sucks so much for a story that can be said in about a thousand words. Again, thank you for being here. I love you. Go find a book thats actually good. And also I know there's a shit ton of typos and I really don't care I hope they arent too bad that you'll cant read what they're supposed to say but oh well.