Okay,
I think I might always be the girl who isn't really sure about her sexuality. I've been out with guys and girls, been hurt by both, been crazy about both and have absolutely despised both. I'm always switching though, and don't particularly want to label myself anything. Although, people will do so for me.
So, there that is. Just to clear any chance of confusion with this post. :) I am, right now, with the most lovely guy. Everything he says and does just amazes me :) And I think he adores me as much as I do, him. Which should be the most wonderful thing in the world for a girl my age.
But it's not.
Because he is my ex girlfriends, ex boyfriend.
See, around a year ago I fell madly for a girl and ended up going out with her for a fair few months. Only to find that she'd been leading this guy on for a month, treating him as a boyfriend and then one night at a party, physically cheated on me with him. Then broke up with me, went out with him instantly, declared her love for him to the world, moved to France a month later and dumped him because she found she couldn't be faithful to him either. Especially not while in France, of course.
He is that guy.
I met him perhaps, within the first month of her being gone, completely frightened of what we were going to be like around one another (and not being one to hold grudges) open to trying to be friends with him.
And completely fell for him. Accidentally. Which just made absolutely everything complicated. Especially when she got back, and wanted me back (Might I add, after messing him around greatly.)
I'm also really shy with these things, and really never thought he'd see me at all. But, just a little while ago I found out that he's liked me since he met me, and thought he didn't stand a chance with me.
Which just completely blew me out of the water. :)
Now, this girl doesn't really want me or him, just wants us to want her. And Is very possessive when it comes to ex's. She found out that we're going out about a week ago, and went wild with anger.
Saying that he was the biggest arse in the world, and telling me that it was wrong on me to stoop so low. Even after what she did.
And even though neither him or I were in anyway "involved" with her romantically.
Right now, it's at the point where she thinks we don't even like one another, and are simply just playing some sick joke to get back at her. What would you do if you were me?
I feel like my life is being completely controlled by her.
ps. Thank you for reading this if you did, I'm so sorry it's so bloody long.