So it appears that my friends are idiotic, pathetic non-friends.
Last night we all went 10 pin bowling and had a complete blast, it was the typical story of we all go bowling and play amazingly bad in the first game (I got 90 points in 10 frames, that is cringe-worthy. Although I did manage to throw a size 8 ball at 16.2mph), get drunk and play brilliantly in the second game. About half way through the second game I gave up playing, I’d been trying to perfect spinning the ball down the lane instead of it just rolling and hurt my wrist. I ended up putting about £10 into a driving arcade game and winning 4 games of that while the boys took my go at bowling. Suited me just fine, as I don’t go in for the whole getting-so-drunk-you-can’t-stand-up thing that they were doing.
Midnight rolled around and the bowling was closing so I called the taxi company to order a cab but they didn’t have any hackney cars on, so I just ordered two cabs to take us back to the boyfriends - there were 5 of us and Scottish taxis are only licensed to carry 4 persons unless they have more than 4 seats (three in the back, one in the front). Boyfriend & I jumped in the first one while the our friends waited on the second car. Everything was going fine until they showed up at the boy’s house about 20 minutes after us - since they had to wait longer on the second car they’d been caught in the snow and were cold and moody. Understandable, but we had to take the first car since we had to let them into the house!
Throughout the night more drinking is done by them and tempers are fraying over the silliest little things. They want the windows open, I don’t since I’m sitting right under them and it’s snowing outside, so obviously it’s rather cold. Around 2.30am I start hinting to the boyfriend that I’d like to go to bed soon…I’m never nasty or evil about doing this, usually just whispering in his ear that it’s nearly bedtime and he’ll get lucky if we go soon! Anyways, one friend hears me saying this to my boyfriend and starts saying that all I ever do is try to throw them out of a house that I don’t even live in. I ignored him, but he says something rather evil and nasty to me about 10 minutes later and my boyfriend tells him not to talk to me that way. Cue shouting and fighting between the boys, and boyfriend’s mum shouting through the wall since she’s up for work in a few hours. Understandable, right?
Then at about 3am one of the boys, who I consider to be my closest friends, says something and then says “Oops, shouldn’t tell Mel that” while the boyfriend face goes sheet white. This gets my heart racing and I calmly asked “Don’t tell Mel what?” about 12 times before I’m told that a few weeks before Christmas my boyfriend was at said mate’s house and his girlfriend invited one of her friends over. The boyfriend fell asleep (he’s prone to do this on work days) and all my so-called-friends thought it would be funny to try and get this girl to try and kiss, fondle and whatever with my boyfriend stating “it’s ok, his girlfriend will never know”. I don’t think I’ve ever felt such anger towards my friends. I wasn’t angry at the boy, after all he was asleep and nothing happened, but I am furious at my friends. The reason that my boyfriend hadn’t told me was because he knew I’d fly off the handle. Which is exactly what I did. I called a taxi, gathered my things together and got ready to leave. In the end I canceled the taxi and sat downstairs crying, listening to my boyfriend and friends arguing until he threw them out his house 10 minutes later and came and hugged me for an eternity.
So now? I’m not talking to any of my friends. It appears that the boy isn’t talking to them either and I can’t believe that they would go behind my back for their amusement. Am I over-reacting? Possibly. But it’s made me realise that finally, I trust the boy 100%. And that I cannot trust my immature friends.
Damnit, why is life always so screwed up?
