FML
So last night was Tino's party, which was a lot of fun aside from the fact that this kid showed up who Greg didn't like. He used to make fun of him in middle school or something, I don't know. Kid was flirting with me hardcore and Greg was getting pissed, but considering that every five seconds I was babbling about how much I love my boyfriend, it really didn't matter.
Everyone leaves eventually, so Greg decides he wants to chill at Ryan's for a bit. Okay, that's cool. Tino's exhausted so he decides to stay home. No big deal, right?
Nope.
We get to Ryan's and Blair's brother is there. He seems chill. The boys play a couple games of beer pong while I sit and reel. They have a good couple of rounds. Greg owned the first two games before he was against Blair's brother, and then HE owned.
I'm halfheartedly participating in Kings with a can of Miller High Life, when Blair's brother brings up what happened with Blair into conversation. No big deal. Him and Greg are actually having a totally civilized conversation about it all. Blair's brother just wants to know what happened, like OUR side of the story, so Greg's telling him.
Once again, allow me to emphasize that it's a completely, completely civilized conversation. No insults, no pettiness, nothing.
And that's when Ryan flips out and punches Blair's brother. After that, he throws Greg to the ground and starts fucking choking him. Legit. With murder in his eyes.
Before that point, I was pleasantly reeling. Not drunk, just still a little high from Tino's. My high was instantly blown. I vaulted off the couch. I don't know how long it took, but me and Blair's brother eventually managed to physically pull Ryan off of Greg, and that's when Greg and I fucking booked it out of there. He tore ass through Stoughton until we hit a stop light, and then we just held each other and cried.
Naturally, his ego is bruised, despite the fact that I'm proud of him for leaving when we did. However, he is now gathering his friends to go beat Ryan's ass, which is totally pointless in my opinion and I don't know what to do or say.
Fuck my life.
Everyone leaves eventually, so Greg decides he wants to chill at Ryan's for a bit. Okay, that's cool. Tino's exhausted so he decides to stay home. No big deal, right?
Nope.
We get to Ryan's and Blair's brother is there. He seems chill. The boys play a couple games of beer pong while I sit and reel. They have a good couple of rounds. Greg owned the first two games before he was against Blair's brother, and then HE owned.
I'm halfheartedly participating in Kings with a can of Miller High Life, when Blair's brother brings up what happened with Blair into conversation. No big deal. Him and Greg are actually having a totally civilized conversation about it all. Blair's brother just wants to know what happened, like OUR side of the story, so Greg's telling him.
Once again, allow me to emphasize that it's a completely, completely civilized conversation. No insults, no pettiness, nothing.
And that's when Ryan flips out and punches Blair's brother. After that, he throws Greg to the ground and starts fucking choking him. Legit. With murder in his eyes.
Before that point, I was pleasantly reeling. Not drunk, just still a little high from Tino's. My high was instantly blown. I vaulted off the couch. I don't know how long it took, but me and Blair's brother eventually managed to physically pull Ryan off of Greg, and that's when Greg and I fucking booked it out of there. He tore ass through Stoughton until we hit a stop light, and then we just held each other and cried.
Naturally, his ego is bruised, despite the fact that I'm proud of him for leaving when we did. However, he is now gathering his friends to go beat Ryan's ass, which is totally pointless in my opinion and I don't know what to do or say.
Fuck my life.