Saturday was great. So many people, so much to drink, great music, what more can a girl ask for. Reality check! That is just one night, not everyday. Come on people did you actually think things were really like that. That was just one party, which was the only party I had gone to in a long time.
So let's see this is how it started. I was with Jake for about four years, three years and five months to be exact. Well, everything was going so well till these last couple of months. I have been constantly crying for about three months already. Not happy at all. I mean we did enjoy our time together, when we were alone and you know what. But can things get better when one person always questions the other. I mean why and how did he always find a way to make me feel so bad. You see I wasn't a bad person, at least I don't think I was. But really, how much can someone take without being fed up. Sometimes I wished I could run run far far away, away from him and everything that made me feel so sad. So, that was always reason number one for not taking him places. For instance, this Saturday, the party. I mean if I would have taken him, everything would have gone so wrong. Okay I know what you're thinking, then why have a boyfriend? Right? But I did love him I did love spending time with him but when we went out in the open with people, something between us didn't click.
So, Saturday was the day of the big party. My friend Jesse's big Birthday and Halloween party. And when I say big I mean big party. At first everything was okay that week of the party. But then come Thursday and everything went down the drain. My phone rang around seven in the night, and knowing it was Jake, I answered.
"Hello!"
"Hey what are you doing?"
So that drove me crazy he always asked me the same thing when he called, even when he knew what I was doing.
"Im going to Jesse's house to show her my costume"
"I thought you already did"
"Well, I went back to the store to exchange it. I ended up getting the pirate
costume"
"Oh okay, so do you still want me to go with you on Saturday?"
C'mon what kind of question is that did he really think I was still gonna answer him. I mean I did want him to go or I wouldn't have said anything. But now, I was about to explode, so I did what I had to.
"No, you go your way and ill go mine"
You get the picture from there, we fought and fought, and then he threatened me. Yes! He threatened me! He actually said, that if I went it would be over. C'mon, who in the world did he think he was. I know we were together, for like a million years. But to threaten me and bring our relationship into it. So figuring that we already had been having problem, I still said no. I wasn't not gonna go to my friends party in order for him not to get mad.
I know I would feel it later, but to have him do that. I mean there are so many other guys out there. Why in the world would he say that? Did he really think I would put up with it? The next day, Friday, I went to school and wishing I would find someone to take Jake off my mind. I wasn't looking for a rebound, but just someone that I could talk to, that could give me some attention, the attention I deserved. Well, little did I know, I didn't. Ha, actually I knew that would happen. I felt so bad that day, it was like someone had just cut my throat, and once again I was crying endlessly. I can honestly say it was the worst day of my life. But hey, tomorrow was Saturday and the party was gonna be so much fun.