My super ex-girlfriend

- What the fuck happened that night.

CAUTION:

This is not a testimony of sorrow to gain any form of sympathy from those who read this.

Those who easily empathize with others should immediately stop reading!

This is the story… this is my version of the story… this is what happened that fateful night when my ex-girlfriend cheated on me. And if anyone now already feels a sting of empathy towards me – Please stop reading. - It’s not the purpose of this article/blog.

Let’s start from the beginning. Four days before it happened.

It was December 22, I was driving up the narrowed, sandy road to her house which was distantly secluded from the any city. It was a big house, more like a mansion and they definitely could afford a mansion. I was thinking about how to react when I would open the present she had bought me. Of course I had also bought her a gift, but I wasn’t very enthused about it. After all it wasn’t my idea… I guess I was really nervous.

I parked quickly in the driveway and hurried in. It must have been in the evening, ‘cause I remember looking to the sky and seeing the moon.

She was so beautiful when she walked down the stairs with those awkward little steps. She looked extremely healthy and her skin just shined glossy. When she noticed me she almost ran towards me. First a hug, then a little kiss. For some reason she didn’t want us to open our presents yet. She wanted to wait till Christmas Eve. I guess she had her reasons and I agreed to the idea.

The next thing I remember is that we had sex that night. I don’t recall what happened before that or even during the sex-act. So.., it couldn’t have been that good sex, I guess. We had sex a bunch a times.. I stopped counting, at some point.. Don’t ask why! – The sex with her wasn’t that good. She had a really great body but I don’t know we did wrong. There was actually one time, I think it was the second time, it was really good sex and I was just about to come… but then we got interrupted by uninvited guests – That was the best sex I’d ever had. But when we tried it again, it wasn’t the same at all, at least in my opinion.

Anyway! The thing is that after we had sex she said something to me, and I think it was “I love you” – Actually I’m pretty sure. I was stunned for a few seconds and then I replied “I love you two”. But I was in shock. She did not notice it. After that we just kissed passionately and went to bed.

So I slept at her place and the next morning I had to leave early. We wished each other merry Christmas and that was it.

Nothing to it!

3 days later I drove up the same driveway and up to the big nice house because I’d promise her to go with her to this local Christmas dance in town.

Then I had another shock when I got in the house. Her whole family was there, about 30 people. They’ve been drinking all day so most of them were pretty stoned and her father was unbelievably drunk. I’m not that easy to scare so I just greeted everyone and I was asked to sit down so I did. She wasn’t ready yet so I had to sit there among complete strangers and listen to her drunken family telling old stories - Which I was glad to do for her.

When she was finally ready we went to the dance and then something happened. She started to drink a lot! A lot , a lot! Just before we went in. So when we got in, she was pist and I was almost sober. But I played along. I started to dance with her and after a while I got bored because she was so drunk. So I asked her if we could sit down for a while. But she didn’t want to so she just danced on – And I went to sit down on my own.

The rest of the night I didn’t see her much. I sat in a corner and she must have danced with everyone else but me. I tried to find her but it was no use. I really got mad at her but I couldn’t leave because I felt that she was my responsibility after all she was three years younger then me. It was a disaster! I felt so bad and I was so angry with her but I couldn’t do anything.

Anyway I ran into her older sister and she said she was going to call a cab home. It was the best thing I’ve heard all night. So I found my girlfriend and said to her and that we were going home but she didn’t want to. At this time she was so drunk. I was really mad at her and said “You are coming with us now or else we're going without YOU!” – Then she just turned away saying “Okay, bye!”.

So her big sister and I got a cab home and went to bed. Not together, though! Nothing happed.

I felt sorry for my girlfriend and I felt bad because I had left her there all alone. So I sent her a message that said that she could just call me whenever she wanted to go home. She did call several times that night.. first telling me a time and a place, and then calling a half an hour later to postpone it. She did that four times. I ended up driving around town for an hour to find her. I found her about 5 a clock in the morning. She was sweaty and smelled bad – but she still looked pretty!

We went home and she wanted to fuck but I didn’t. I was still mad at her.

We didn’t talk about it the next morning and I was just happy that the nightmare was over. So I kissed her and nothing seemed to be wrong. A week later she says she wants to talk to me about what happened that night. And that is where she told me that she had cheated on me that night. So I had driven all around town playing naïve, nervous boyfriend while she was fucking someone else. Then I break up with her, very nicely. And I play better and forgiving man. Afterwards I’ve tried several times to get her back. - Now I just feel so stupid, alone and miserable. She is doing just fine though; she has a new boyfriend now. (Not the guy she cheated on me with, no she found another one). That is the story about one of the worst nights in my life

- I hate my "super" ex-girlfriend!

The purpose of this post is to learn from it. Don’t ever be so stupid and naïve as I was. Don’t be a pushover!

--<<ß Karlsson