|The Boyfriend List: Part Three
Author: ten pts above average PM
I'm still not over you...Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Words: 745 - Favs: 1 - Published: 03-10-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2645765
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Author's Note: Again, if you haven't read part one and two, it would greatly improve your understanding.
Danny Genetin - It's been nearly five months since we broke up. For some reason, of which I have no explanation, I still find myself replaying our conversations to figure out what went wrong. Our relationship was, for lack of a less cliché word, awesome --- the first week or so. I blame wrestling.
Danny was dropping 10, 15, 20 lbs for wrestling. He lost his color. He had no energy. He never wanted to hangout. He was always too tired. He talked to me less and less everyday. It hardly felt like we were dating. But I dealt with it. Danny finally decided he didn't want to waste my time or lead me on anymore. Wrestling and a girlfriend just wouldn't work. He offered the idea that after wrestling (how ironic… wrestling ended today) we might get back together. That was a long ways away, but I felt like Danny was worth it.
Slowly but surely, we grew apart. My jealousy played tricks on me and a side of me Danny had never seen came out. I questioned whether Danny's past relationships were interfering as he claimed they were "just friends".
I arrived at a crossroad I had been at many times before. One road will lead me back to a person I hate. The other led me to a newer, stronger me. And for the first time, I took the other road. I had decided that enough was enough. Don't get me wrong, I can take a joke, but Danny never understood that sometimes his malicious comments hurt my feelings.
'Well what if I don't want to get back together after wrestling?'
'I just don't want you to get your hopes up thinking I'm gonna get back with you…'
'What's wrong with friends with benefits?'
It was quite obvious what Danny wanted me for, yet he said 'that wasn't what he meant'.
Unfortunately, I still have class with Danny. So I did what any girl would do. I pretended to get a new number. I blocked him on Facebook and MySpace (harsh, I know). I sat across the room from him and exited as fast as possible until the point was clear that I wanted nothing to do with him (in the nicest way possible). I felt it would be easiest to forget him, if I eliminated him from the equation.
Danny hasn't bothered me… until recently. He had a few tricks up his sleeve too.
I had deleted his number. He text me rather late at night. I asked 'who's this?' and he says 'Mike, who's this?' (I never get this part. If YOU text ME, obviously you know who I am.) Not thinking, I reply 'Sasha…Mike who?' How clever, he replies 'Mike Hunt'. Get it? I instantly knew who it was. I asked 'what do you want Danny?'. From there it's a blur of pointless arguing. Out of nowhere Danny says, 'we should fuck sometime'. I simply said, 'no thanks'. I'm not a friend with benefits, or a piece of ass, or a fuck buddy. It's not me. Obviously this pissed Danny off. And I quote…
'SASHA YOU'RE A FUCKING WHORE. YOU'RE THE ONE THAT MAKES EVERYTHING OUT TO BE BIGGER THAN IT SHOULD BE. YEAH, I'VE SAID THINGS WRONG BUT YOU OVERREACT. BUT WHATEVER, YOU'RE JUST A BITCH AND YOU KNOW WHAT, IT'S FINE BECAUSE I'M GOING TO DATE THIS GIRL WHO'S TEN TIMES HOTTER THAN YOU ANYWAYS. I WASN'T GONNA TELL YOU THAT BUT YOUR BEING SUCH A FUCKING BITCH. YOU CAN TELL ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS HOW I'M SUCH AN ASSHOLE BUT WHATEVER THINK WHAT YOU WANT'.
What are we… still in high school? I laughed it off and said ok, goodbye. This was another crossroad I have been at one too many times. I've never learned to be the bigger person and just walk away. And finally, I did just that.
Of course, Danny apologized the next morning. However sincere that apologize was, I'll never know. And strangely, I still miss him. However pathetic I might seem, I'd still take him back. Danny, if you're reading this… I'm still not over you. I miss you. I'm so sorry.