Writer's Block: Apology Not Accepted
Yes. When my ex-bestfriend, Dannielle tried to fuck my ex-boyfriend, John.... It was 3 days after we broke up, and she was text messaging him AT MY HOUSE, when I was at work... Lemme tell ya the WHOLE story... It's a long one, just so ya know..
Well, he was staying with his cousin after we broke up. It was St. Patrick's Day 3 years ago, and he walked like an hour and a half to meet her at some party, got stopped by the cops, and he was selling weed at the time, and got like, 2 ounces taken from him. So he got pissed, turned around and walked back home.
Next night, he comes over MY house and buys a sack off my sister. Well, I had his shirt on, and I didn't want him to know, so I snatched a blanket off the chair next to me, and covered up with it. The WHOLE time he was there, he never looked at me. NOT ONCE. Later that night, I started crying, and I kept telling myself, "It's not JUST because he came over, something's wrong. Why am I crying?"
The next day Dannielle and Diana came up to my work (Arby's at the time), and told me she had to go to his cousin's house and "talk business". And I asked if it was about some other guy named John, that she had fucked like 3 days before. When I asked, she said, "John who?" I said, "P." She's like, "Nah." I asked if it was HER ex-boyfriend, T.J., which had broke up with her like a week before, she said, "Nah." I asked if it was about stealing shit, she said, "Nah." So I couldn't think of what else she would need to talk about.
Well then, Diana said she had to go to the bathroom, so I told my manager I was going to the bathroom. And of course, Danielle followed me in. So I was like, "It IS John P., 'cause when I asked, you said 'John who?' She shook her head no, and had this sorry ass look on her face. I was like, "It's John Cain?" She shook her head yes. My heart broke in a million pieces right there. I couldn't do nothing but cry.
My manager and the other crew member was yelling that they needed me, 'cause I was the backline person. I made the sandwiches and shit. So, I go back in and I'm just BAWLING. I couldn't stop. They ask what's wrong, and the way Dannielle had me thinkin' was that JOHN was trying to holla at HER, not HER trying to holla at HIM. So, I told my manager my ex is trying to fuck her. And she went along with that. My manager's over there grilling her for information, asking did they kiss, hug, touch, ANYTHING, she said, "No."
So my manager lets me go sit in the lobby for about a half hour, and in that time, I'm trying to text him, and tell him he's a piece of shit. And who just so happens to call?? JOHN!! LITTLE FUCKHEAD! I proceeded to cuss him the fuck out, and I told him I was going to kill him, and if I didn't do it, I'd have someone do it for me.
Well, then I had to get back to work, and I cried the whole night. My manager gave me the option of going home, but I said no. I needed to stay busy and not really be around people.
When I got back home, Dannielle stayed the night. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking, letting the bitch stay. But I did. Well, and I know this is gonna sound bad, and really crazy, but when I got home, I carved into my arm, 'I hate you' with a razorblade.
Anyways, I ended up talking to John later that night, or the next day, and he told me it was ALL HER trying to fuck him, and this and that. I'm like, "You know what, I don't give a fuck who was trying to fuck who. I told you before, if we break up, I don't care who you fuck with, but don't try messing with my friends." "But she was the one trying to fuck me, I didn't call her up and ask to fuck." Needless to say, I found out the night came over my house, he went to her house.... And he tells me that she was ALLLL over him. Laying her legs all over him, rubbing her ass on his shit, AND the bitch gave him a kiss.
What she told me was she sat on one corner of her bed, and he sat in the corner diagnol from that. And that he looked like a lost puppy dog. So, when John told me about it, I confronted her, I'm like, "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LIE TO ME!" She said she didnt want to hurt me. I said, "Bitch, you hurt me more by lieing to me. I NEVER ONCE lied to you. I even told her about this dream I had one time about me, John, her, and T.J., we were all asleep on the floor, and I woke up to him laying all over me, (remember this is a dream) and kissing me and shit, I started kissing him back, then I pushed him off and said, "No, I can't do this, how you gonna do this to your boy/girl? I ain't gonna do this to my girl/boy." I told her, "See, I couldn't even cheat on him in my DREAMS!!! That's how much I love him, and how much I love you."
Well, needless to say, I don't speak with either of them too much anymore. Some shit happened between John and I about a year after that, but I just didn't feel the same anymore. I completely lost my trust and love for BOTH of them. It wasn't something I could overlook. I knew he would never change. As much as he told me he had, I knew it was too good to be true. Plus, he wanted to just jump right back into a relationship and start up where we left off. I told him I couldn't do that. If there was going to be anything between us ever again, it was gonna have to build back up. And he didn't wanna hear it. So, I had to let him go. :.(
But yeh, that's about the only people I've never accepted their apologies. :-/
And sorry, I TOLD you it was a LONG one. Hee hee....
Well, he was staying with his cousin after we broke up. It was St. Patrick's Day 3 years ago, and he walked like an hour and a half to meet her at some party, got stopped by the cops, and he was selling weed at the time, and got like, 2 ounces taken from him. So he got pissed, turned around and walked back home.
Next night, he comes over MY house and buys a sack off my sister. Well, I had his shirt on, and I didn't want him to know, so I snatched a blanket off the chair next to me, and covered up with it. The WHOLE time he was there, he never looked at me. NOT ONCE. Later that night, I started crying, and I kept telling myself, "It's not JUST because he came over, something's wrong. Why am I crying?"
The next day Dannielle and Diana came up to my work (Arby's at the time), and told me she had to go to his cousin's house and "talk business". And I asked if it was about some other guy named John, that she had fucked like 3 days before. When I asked, she said, "John who?" I said, "P." She's like, "Nah." I asked if it was HER ex-boyfriend, T.J., which had broke up with her like a week before, she said, "Nah." I asked if it was about stealing shit, she said, "Nah." So I couldn't think of what else she would need to talk about.
Well then, Diana said she had to go to the bathroom, so I told my manager I was going to the bathroom. And of course, Danielle followed me in. So I was like, "It IS John P., 'cause when I asked, you said 'John who?' She shook her head no, and had this sorry ass look on her face. I was like, "It's John Cain?" She shook her head yes. My heart broke in a million pieces right there. I couldn't do nothing but cry.
My manager and the other crew member was yelling that they needed me, 'cause I was the backline person. I made the sandwiches and shit. So, I go back in and I'm just BAWLING. I couldn't stop. They ask what's wrong, and the way Dannielle had me thinkin' was that JOHN was trying to holla at HER, not HER trying to holla at HIM. So, I told my manager my ex is trying to fuck her. And she went along with that. My manager's over there grilling her for information, asking did they kiss, hug, touch, ANYTHING, she said, "No."
So my manager lets me go sit in the lobby for about a half hour, and in that time, I'm trying to text him, and tell him he's a piece of shit. And who just so happens to call?? JOHN!! LITTLE FUCKHEAD! I proceeded to cuss him the fuck out, and I told him I was going to kill him, and if I didn't do it, I'd have someone do it for me.
Well, then I had to get back to work, and I cried the whole night. My manager gave me the option of going home, but I said no. I needed to stay busy and not really be around people.
When I got back home, Dannielle stayed the night. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking, letting the bitch stay. But I did. Well, and I know this is gonna sound bad, and really crazy, but when I got home, I carved into my arm, 'I hate you' with a razorblade.
Anyways, I ended up talking to John later that night, or the next day, and he told me it was ALL HER trying to fuck him, and this and that. I'm like, "You know what, I don't give a fuck who was trying to fuck who. I told you before, if we break up, I don't care who you fuck with, but don't try messing with my friends." "But she was the one trying to fuck me, I didn't call her up and ask to fuck." Needless to say, I found out the night came over my house, he went to her house.... And he tells me that she was ALLLL over him. Laying her legs all over him, rubbing her ass on his shit, AND the bitch gave him a kiss.
What she told me was she sat on one corner of her bed, and he sat in the corner diagnol from that. And that he looked like a lost puppy dog. So, when John told me about it, I confronted her, I'm like, "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LIE TO ME!" She said she didnt want to hurt me. I said, "Bitch, you hurt me more by lieing to me. I NEVER ONCE lied to you. I even told her about this dream I had one time about me, John, her, and T.J., we were all asleep on the floor, and I woke up to him laying all over me, (remember this is a dream) and kissing me and shit, I started kissing him back, then I pushed him off and said, "No, I can't do this, how you gonna do this to your boy/girl? I ain't gonna do this to my girl/boy." I told her, "See, I couldn't even cheat on him in my DREAMS!!! That's how much I love him, and how much I love you."
Well, needless to say, I don't speak with either of them too much anymore. Some shit happened between John and I about a year after that, but I just didn't feel the same anymore. I completely lost my trust and love for BOTH of them. It wasn't something I could overlook. I knew he would never change. As much as he told me he had, I knew it was too good to be true. Plus, he wanted to just jump right back into a relationship and start up where we left off. I told him I couldn't do that. If there was going to be anything between us ever again, it was gonna have to build back up. And he didn't wanna hear it. So, I had to let him go. :.(
But yeh, that's about the only people I've never accepted their apologies. :-/
And sorry, I TOLD you it was a LONG one. Hee hee....