Moody Oneshots

Feeling Empty - Ditched

It was my annual New Year's Eve party. My fourth, to be exact. I didn't just invite anyone. Not even my closest friends. I tried to invite the people that I typically wouldn't hang out with. People who I consider friends, but clearly have different lives.

It wasn't always like this. The first two years I invited the same four people. My clique, you could say. The first year, one of them was out of town. Another, had some excuse I didn't care to remember. The other two did end up coming. I wouldn't say we didn't have fun, but it could of been better, if I'm being honest.

The second year, again, the one was out of town, one had some excuse, and the other two ended up coming. However, the second year was worse. Another one of my friends was hanging out with one of my friends that was coming to the party. They were getting picked up late at night, around 9:00 I think. My friend texted me telling me that they would be late due to this, and ended up asking if they could just bring my other friend until they got picked up. I didn't want to wait that long and ended up saying yes. My god, was that a mistake. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends, but this one just showed no guest manners. They were rambunctious, wasteful, and all around just disrespectful. I was kind of surprised, considering I knew them for a while beforehand. Once they left and the dust settled, the rest of the party was very bland. My two friends rely on their phones, and don't like to play any actual games. Shit went down in my friend group some time after the party, and I decided that it'd be best to no longer invite them.

My third party, was the best one I'd had. I invited the sibling of one of the friends that came to my first and second party. We are friends, but I normally hung out with their sibling. We had a blast. We played games, had snacks, watched a movie, and overall just thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. We didn't go on our phones once.

My fourth party, well, can I even call it a party? I originally invited two people, my friend from my third party, someone I met only a few months beforehand. Two hours after I met them, I knew I wanted them to come. About two weeks before the party, my friend from the previous year texted me saying that they couldn't come. They found out that they had a family trip and would be gone all throughout the holidays. I was bummed, but I was still excited. I had plans to get snacks about four days before the party. I texted my friend that was still going, asking what snacks they wanted. I got no response. I didn't think too much of it. I got some stuff that I knew they liked and some other generic party snacks. I texted them a few times throughout the day, and again no response. I was starting to get a little worried but tried to have hope. The next day, I texted them a couple times a few hours apart and again, no response. I was starting to give up at this point, but held out minimal hope. The next day, the day of the party, I woke up at around 2:00 pm and texted them again, just asking them to let me know if they're coming or not. I waited a few hours for a response and then just said "fuck it" and celebrated with my family.

I texted another one of my friends, and I said "we love when no one comes to our party". They felt bad for me, and ended up asking me if I wanted to go bowling with them. I didn't want to be gone to long, so I only bowled for an hour and then went home. My friend went back to the bowling alley to hang out with some people once they dropped me off. Shortly after I got home, my friend texted me saying, "guess who's at the bowling alley". My "friend" that was supposed to come to my party, who ignored every single one of my messages, never even bothered to text me back, was at the fucking bowling alley. Thinking about it now, I'm less mad, but more dissapointed. I thought they would be a better person, but they just built their shitty reputation. I hope it was worth it, because I will never forget this.