I had a crush on this girl in high school for well over a year, but I was always too shy to really engage her on one on one conversations. She also had a bf of a long time, and I had just gotten a new gf, that ended up being a bad decision lol. Anyways, me and her finally start talking and I get her number. She found out that I liked her pretty easily, but she said she didn't want to do a relationship and instead ending up going out with my current best friend. I was ok with because she didn't lead me on, and was forthcoming with it, while my friend was not. He was trying to get me to talk to the girl for a while. Well after two weeks they broke up twice (me putting them back together once), and at the second time my friend told me that he didn't really like the relationship and was kinda unhappy. So I told him that I liked her and he said that I should go straight for her and treat her better than he could. (Worth mentioning that he has awful emotional problems, to the point where it's extremely over-dramatic).
The dude, well, he was my best friend. Completely, he knew me inside and out, and I knew him...not as well as I had assumed. I met him on the front porch of a mutual friend's house because I had a fight with the a girl that had broken my heart in the middle of my friend's bedrooom. I tried to talk to her because I was still extremely smitten with her but she just brushed me off and acting like she was the victim when I was going through stuff I didn't even know how to. (I guess she was too) Well I went on to the porch and just started crying because I didn't know what else to do. The dude had been there all day and hadn't spoken one word to anyone, so I was actually kinda intimidated by him because he was 6"3', while I was around 5"5'. As I was crying he came out sat down beside me and started talking to me. He acted as if I was his friend, like I knew him. The genuine feel of sympathy from his was something I wasn't used to as I never liked my parents. The fact he took time out of his day to help ease the suffering of someone else that he didn't even know kinda blew me away. He stayed out there for an hour talking to me, what he said I don't remember, I assume didn't have much importance, I just wanted words from someone else. Eventually the girl came out there because of him and me and her talked, she continued to treat me terribly, but what he did for me was astounding. From the second I met him I almost understood we'd be close. 2 years later he has seen me go through rough **** from the girl and another one. He always had my side and was always defending me, even when I didn't do it myself. Even though this created problems, I could tell that he considered me of utmost importance. Me and him were close. We were drinking buddies, smoking buddies, music buddies and just buddies in general. If one of us did something, odds are, the other one was there. He treated me like he did his other brothers, if not better in many cases. Me and him were a lot alike. Hell, me and him were brothers. He, almost, single-handedly got me through some of the hardest depression I've ever felt in my short time here. Three heartbreaks, multiple setbacks because of bills that I couldn't pay and other stuff. This dude always had my back, and I always had his. I've never had a better best friend.
Well I eventually ask her out. I was extremely happy with her, me and her were alike tons of ways, to the point where we were almost exactly alike. The only difference is she was more prone to acting like a stereotypical emo girl, while I was just an introverted emo and didn't prefer to do the "normal" emo things like cutting etc. Me and her hung out twice, and the entire time we cuddled, made out, listened to music and just talked. Once on Valentine's Day, where I helped my dad make dinner for her, and two days after. After I got done visiting her the 2nd time, I come home and get on FB really quick before going to sleep and my best friend messages me and says he's in love with her, even though they only went out for two weeks, and he hardly called her. Well, 1 hour later, she's on the phone with me crying her eyes out and continuously apologizing for hurting me because she had to break up with me for him.
I was crushed. Not just because I felt I was losing another girl I felt had a chance for a long term relationship, but because my friend would do that to me, when he told me many times he wouldn't take her back if she tried to come back to her; but instead he went and got her. The next day I tried to convince her into not dumping me and she was overrun with emotions and lack of sleep that she ended up blaming me for the whole thing because she almost at tears and couldn't stand what she had done. (Also worth mentioning that the girl considered me like a best friend at this point because she said that I was one of the few people she felt close to.) I ended up crying in the library, because I was a library assistant my senior year, and I hate crying in public. I had to cover my face in the hoodie she gave back and be completely silent. I heard people passing me saying how I got the right idea about sleeping on the couch. Turns out the girl that was an assistant with me knew I was crying and eventually became a good friend of mine while I was going through that. Too bad she had a boyfriend lol.
So, even though this happened 6 months ago. I still talk, and trust the girl that did this. I almost can't blame her. She's a really naive 15(now 16) year old girl. I know she didn't mean to harm me like she did, and has done a lot to make up for it. The dude, on the other hand acted like I was the biggest mother ****er in the world and constantly slandered me on FB because I wanted the girl back and played some dirty games to try and get her back, because he didn't treat her all that well for like 4 months of the relationship. He also kept playing the victim card, and turning the girl against me, and kept droning on about how I didn't know how bad it hurt him. Thing is, he didn't understand that I didn't care, because it was his fault and his choice. He had complete control of his actions from the first time I told him I liked her. He even guilt tripped me into the entire situation because he said he was gonna run away to Minnesota and said later on that I encouraged him to find his "Whatshername", which of course happened to be my gf, when in reality I was trying to cheer me up, and I cried when he told me he was running away. He even blamed me for the entire thing saying I should've let him go.
At this point, me, the girl, and the dude are all chill. No more fighting the encompassed the last 4 months of senior year. The girl is probably one, if not, my best friend at this point, aside from my obvious guy friends. The dude, is not, on the other hand. We smoked, we drank, we lost and we gained together, and he threw it away. I don't trust him at all, not even the slightest. I hardly tell him what's going on with my life anymore, and I loathe the idea of having to hang out alone with him anymore. Where it used to be I liked him more than my other guy friends. I honestly wish things could go back, but even with the knowledge, I don't think I would trust him because I know what his capacity is for friends.
He's made me question how I view my current best friends, to the point where I'm afraid of the title for people in my life, and if they give me the title in their life. It makes me worry about if I can live up to it, and makes me worry if other people can live up to what I would need or expect from them. It would probably take a person as strong as an influence in my life as he was to change how I see things. I am at least thankful for the experience at a younger age than when **** like money, property and actual love can get tangled up. I'm also thankful that the event hasn't made me a cynical, destitute, misanthropic individual like the guy started acting like because he chose to break up with the girl. I've mostly moved on from what has happened back then, at least as far as continuously thinking about it and feeling constant pain. I've been on my own two feet for the last 2 months really and even them acting like it's ok to even slightly discuss their intimate details around me hasn't brought me down too much. I'm glad I'm able to get from this because losing this guy hurt so much. If you made it to the end of this I guess good job for you, thanks for reading. I guess the only thing to take away from this is never play the game with ex girlfriends of friends, ever. No matter what they say, they will almost always get jealous.(and watch out for emo girls. lol)
EDIT: Sorry for the story of my life. I've just been wanting to get this off my chest so badly.