Aug 13, 2006 05:47
Man when will I quit doing this?? When will I quit thinking that I can save young girls lives?
So I go to this party with Meghan at a friends house from work. Bunch of guys, guys that I work with, a bunch of young guys that always think with their dicks. I don't trust anyone. Meghan proceeds to drink. People that I work with sorta know that Meghan and I are together even though we arent really. I'm keeping a eye on her though, partly out of jealousy of course I can't lie about that but also partly because I don't want anything bad to happen to her. She makes the party rounds being a little flirty being a hot young 22yr old I guess. She always comes back to me though and makes sure everything is ok and I mingle and always tell her that it is.
She ends up getting thrown into the hot tub. Four guys immedialty get undressed and jump in after her. Soon she is in her bikini and magically has a cup full of Southern Comfort in her hands. She is getting wasted. I can see in her eyes she is really fucking drunk off her ass. Hot tub + Straight SoCo + Drunk girl + horny guys = bad situation. Not just because I'm semi involved with Meghan but also because I don't want to see anything bad happen to her. I really care about that little girl. I don't give a fuck if people get pissed at me and think that I'm being a jealous ass or some over bearing over protective jerk. If she or anyone that I cared about was in a situation like that I would try and get them out of it. So I talk to her and try and snap her out of her stupour. I take her clothes and throw them into the dryer and find her a dry towel and try and persuade her that I should take her home and put her to bed because she is fucking stumbling drunk and I don't trust these assholes to take care of her. Finally she gets out of the hot tub and goes with me to the bathroom she gets some guys bathrobe and puts it on and we proceed to leave. Tony the guy whose house we were at comes up the stairs and starts to yell at me telling me that I've changed that I'm not the same partier that I used to be. That back in the day we used to do this and do that..Fuck you Tony I dont even remember you from back in the day you were nothing to me then and you are less than meaningless to me now. Sorry that I took the pussy away from your little party.
Meghan is more than a piece of ass to me. I wouldn't let anyone that I care about be in a situation like that.
Which brings me to the beginning I can't save these girls. I need to accept that they will learn on their own. I tried to save Shawnee. I tried to save Sandy. Now I'm trying to save Meghan. Save them from what? Growing up? Trying to save them by imparting what I think is wisdom upon them but I really just end up sounding like their dads. I think that I just care too much. I get attached too easy. I don't want to see them make mistakes that I made or saw other people make when I was growing up and in what I think is their shoes. I hope that maybe I'm starting to realize that I'm too old for these young girls. I wish that I could find someone closer to my age to attempt something with.