Wanted to give everyone an update / backstory of what went down for those curious:
Friday Feb 11th: I had invited my girl T and her friend K to come out with me to my best friend B’s party. We went out to the apartment and then to a club after and had a great time. I was trying to hook up K with my other best friend C and things were going well. We all went back to mine pretty drunk and sat around the fire pit. K pulled out a joint and we all started smoking and thats when the vibe got weird and quiet. K hunched over, was giving T a look. Next thing I know, T takes K to the bathroom and shes hunched over the toilet trying to throw up. T comes out and says she has to take her home and that she has to go back with her. I’m a little pissed and say why doesn’t K just crash on the couch since they live 30 minutes away. T says she “needs her own space.” I say ok, and calls an Uber. While we wait for an Uber, I tell C to go home. I also hold K’s hair for a little bit over the toilet and make her laugh a little. Then switch back to T going in the bathroom holding her hair up while I’m in my room. Now, T’s phone is in my room and the Uber has been called on there. I’m looking at where the Uber is and all of a sudden, I see a text come in from her ex saying something flirty. My curiosity gets the best of me and I look at her texts. Turns out they had been meeting up for lunch all throughout us seeing each other. I’m fuming at this point but not saying a word. A little later, the girls are sitting on the couch in the living room and I’m sitting on the side chair, not saying a word. K tells me to close the front door (it was open) and I snap at her. She shuts up and closes it herself. No one says a word. When the Uber gets here, they get in and leave. At this point, I’m pretty much thinking I’ll ghost her and get some sleep.
Saturday, Feb 12th- i wake up around 8, and throwing her shit out. I feel hollow, kinda like a real break up. I also message you that message around 9 am. At 10 AM, I hear a knock on the door and its T. She had left her truck here the night before so obviously she had to come pick it up. We talk for a few seconds and she comes in, and we start having sex. Right on the couch, all I’m thinking at this point is how I want to hate fuck her. She comes into my room and I fuck her in the ass for the first time. After 2 rounds, I lay there and tell her I had no plans of talking to her again and that I was pissed. She says “I know, I could just feel the anger radiating from you. I was going be angry as fuck if you ghosted me, i was going to knock your door down.” At this point, she thinks I was angry because they both got too fucked up, and she has no idea that I saw the texts. She spends this entire day being super nice to me. She leaves around 1 pm to go back home for a little and give K her keys. Then comes back around 4 with a whole thing of sushi that we both eat together. We fuck a few more times and then I have to go to B’s second day event which was a fancy dinner. She stays at mine while I go and when I come back, my entire rooms been cleaned, organised, all the dishes have been done, and she’s super sweet. I think she was just trying to make up the night before to me, thinking that I was angry about them being too drunk. She stays the night and leaves in the morning straight to work. She plans to come back on Valentines day because we had made plans for it a week before.
Sunday, Feb 13th- We don’t text or anything, normally how it goes throughout the week. We don’t text really unless its to make plans or her initiating conversation about something random to which after I let the conversation usually die out.
Monday, Feb 14th- This day is when I plan on confronting her. She comes over with cake, and my favorite flowers around 7pm. We get into it and have sex for like the next hour. I’m a bit more sadistic than usual and I think flashes of anger shine through at points. I can’t get my head into it fully but we both have an orgasm or two. After laying there, she looks at me and says “the spark in my eye” is gone. This is when I decide to confront her. I make NO mention of me seeing her texts. I’m also very calm and collected during this entire conversation. I start off mentioning how K and her went to college together and thats right around when her and that ex broke up. Then we talk about how hes still in her life. How he’s in her social circle. I ask her if they meet up still, she tells me they get lunch once in a while including while shes been seeing me. I ask her if shes still in love with him and she says no. She tells me she just feels a deep seated hatred for him at this point. Obviously this is still bad as she feels strong emotions and not indifference. I start getting up and tell her I have heard everything I needed to hear and that it was a good three months, and she starts tearing up. She tells me how she thinks about me all day, and how shes “mentally, physically, and emotionally” completely faithful to me. Mind you, we’ve never spoken about commitment before. I tell her some variation of this: “I’m very particular on who I get emotionally involved with. I don’t go into things half assed and if thats how youre going into this, we should stop seeing each other. We can cut it off now, and theres no bitterness at all. Ive had an awesome three months with you. Id rather cut it off now instead of months down road where we both get hurt even more. If you’re still in love with him, its better you go run after him. “ She tells me how she’s all in, and that she’ll stop talking to him. She tells me how its tough because he’s in their main social circle, but shes trying to get away from that whole social circle (her friends from high school). I tell her about my ex as well and how she’s wanting to come fly down to see me. But that if I’m going to be all in on this, I’m going to tell her no. I end the conversation with “I’m cautious. I’ll take it as a massive sign of disrespect if you continue to meet up with your ex after telling me this, and that’ll be it. Obviously I can’t control you, you’re your own person. Nor do I have the bandwith or energy to check up constantly and see if you’re still talking to him. So lets just see what happens.” And then we changed subjects and things got happy again. We went out to eat, sat by the fire, drank a bit, fucked again and went to bed. She left for work the next morning from my place.
That was the last time I saw her, 2 days ago. We havent spoken since. Now do I trust her words? Not really. Do I think she’ll continue talking with and seeing her ex? Yeah, probably. I’ve also told my ex to come fly down, and I’m going to start going out to game again. I got too emotionally attached to this girl too quick and then got a rude awakening.
