Quoting Mrs.Josh Ramsay:" do tell "
Okay, this is a long bullcrap story of a mess, but it will show you why I'm jaded as hell when it comes to "friends." I'll have to semi shorten this because the story is that long.
Well this girl was my best friend. We were extremely close. We did EVERYTHING together and our parents loved each other. The first person she called when her Mom was diagnosed with cancer was me. The first person she called when her Mom passed away was me. The second? My Mother. My Mom was like her mother. We almost got matching tattoos together.
Well she started to date this guy who came out of nowhere. Her stories about him didn't add up. She was all super smitten about him so all was good. He lived in another state but came to visit her. She told me that they were friends from years ago, he moved away, and wanted to move back. Their love rekindled online. I met him when he came to visit, and he was a smurfing jackass. I said something to Hilary and he mocked the way I laughed. He bossed her around. He was an egotistical ass. But she seemed to really like him so I thought Id give him a chance.
Well a few days later she says he's moving in. I said I thought it was too soon, it was like 2 weeks and they just met. She said "We have known each other for years, I told you this!" Funny how she never mentioned him. Well we met up again at a bar, and he said something about how "I met her in the singles chat and things are moving quick, but I really love Colorado and am loving Hil and her friends." I looked right at Hilary and she looked away. She later got very defensive and said "I don't need to tell you every time I meet someone and where I met them." Another friend confirmed that they did meet online only a mere weeks before he moved in.
The more that time went on I saw his true side. He bossed her around. He was a DICK to everyone. Hilary paid for everything for him. Well, her father did. Because this 30 year old didnt work, lived in the condo her father owned and he gave her money. She in turn paid for everything for him because he refused to work. I didnt like him AT ALL. No one did. But he wasnt doing anything too too bad so I couldn't say much. I had to let my friend make her own mistakes.
But then my friend started to really hurt me. I was going through a tough time with Tony. I'd want to hang out and she would say "No, I dont feel good tonight" and then post on myspace later that she was out with JP and his friends he made here. I'd invite the both of them out... she would act like she wanted to go and then ask JP and he would say that they were going out with his friends. He wouldnt let her go out with me.
Well time goes on and I found out how smurffy he was. He yelled at her, belittled her, belittled her friends, no one liked him when they met him. He was a mean drunk. Then I find out he calls me ugly and called me a dyke. I was so sick of it. I was so hurt by my "best friend" standing by him. Finally, I had enough. Hilary told me how he was addicted to pain pills and all this other smurf. He talked smurf behind my back all the time. I very calmly told Hilary "I can't do this anymore. Your father hates him and you lie to him about living there. He uses your money for pain pills and alcohol. He belittled you and me. He called me a dyke when you know I have a lesbian sister." She interupts me, and angrily says "You know you smurfing like girls so get over it." Wow. She then goes on a rampage, saying Im a bad mother, that my SO's son was a sexual deviant, said I neglected Lily, said my Mom was smurfed up, and called my SO an STD diseased piece of crap. So right then and there I said "Hil, this isn't like you at all. You would never say this to me. I am done... I can not see you stand by someone like this. You have to choose... me, a friend of 7 years, or him... someone you have literally known less than 6 months." She chose him. I calmly got off the phone and told her to never speak to me again while with him.
I wish it ended there.
Well she texted me and called me a few days later YELLING about what a whore I was. About how smurfed up I was. I thought she was insane, she was literally SCREAMING into the phone about how pissed she was at me and how "I cant believe you went there with me!" Whatever. Well then she started saying she wanted to talk. I refused. She called me nonstop, literally she would call and hang up, call again, not leave a message, maybe leave a message the 5th time, but continue nonstop. I finally texted her and said "Hilary my Mother is in the hospital, I need to keep my phone on to hear about updates. Please stop calling me, I need to have my phone open." She then calls me and says "You little bitch, answer your smurfing phone or I'm calling the cops for harassment!" Say... what?
And she did. I get a call a few hours later from an smurf cop who asked for my side of the story. I told him that Hilary was calling me nonstop and threatening me because I wont answer or call back. He laughs and says "Well she said that YOU are calling. You are aware that I can check to see if you are lying, so if you are lying you better come clean now and just stop calling her, she doesnt want to talk to you." I said "Sir, I invite you to check my records. I only sent one message to tell her to please stop because my Mom is in the hospital and I need the line open." He laughs and says "Yeah, okay, we will see how that adds up." Funny how he never called again, eh? The cops did tell us to not contact each other though. That's fine.
So finally smurf dies down.
But then one day at like 3am I get a phone call with her hysterical crying saying "I AM SO SORRY, I was SO wrong, I can't believe I did that to you!" She tells me that everything I ever said about JP was true. She said that she was horrible to me and was sorry for everything she did. We talked for hours... probably until nearly 8 in the morning. A LOT of tears over explaining things... a lot was from her on drugs. But that night JP crossed the line and she kicked him out and was done with him. I thought "good, maybe I can get my best friend back." I told her I really needed to sleep and I'd call her later that day. So I went to bed at maybe 830 am. I wake up at about noon with Lily. I go online and look at facebook and she had an update saying "I love my JP, anyone that disagrees with the relationship can smurf off!" I texted her and said "Hilary... really? What happened to the way he treats you?" She said "smurf off, you are a piece of smurf and I dont need you to dictate my life." So that was that.
So we didnt talk for about 3 years. Then recently a friend said she wanted to talk on facebook. So I messaged her. I knew she broke up with JP awhile ago but she lost a lot of friends in the process and her own father wont support her and they barely talk. But all she said was "Im not going to talk about the past, I want to be friends but its going to be a clean slate and the past isnt to be brought up or I wont talk at all." I said that was messed up... you dont say that smurf to me, call the cops on me, call my SO's son a sexual deviant and expect me to sweep it under the rug with no explanation.
The girl is smurfballs insane. I wont ever speak to her again. She was my best friend and all I know is thank GOD we didnt get a matching tattoo, lol!