Okay, so. I'm really upset. And I have reason to be upset. I'm going to tell you guys a story.
So there's been some drama going on between me, ummm lets say Marie, and Patrick. Marie and I used to be best friends. Marie started dating Patrick. I had liked Patrick before they started dating. But not like, IN LOVE. It was just a crush. When they started dating I put him out of my mind and moved on because they were happy together. No one knew I liked him. So it didn't really matter. Well, I switched to trumpet. (you will see how this piece of information is relevant soon.) Patrick plays trumpet. My school's marching band went to Washington D.C. for the memorial day parade. Which meant, TRUMPETS had to practice with each other and we also got to know each other better. SOO, Patrick and I got to know each other better. Well, we actually didn't start talking much, again, until Marie's mom made Patrick and Marie break up. Patrick started getting advice from me, talking to me a lot more, and being such a great friend. WELL, guess who started liking Patrick more and more? Me. (This will also be more relevant soon.) So, Patrick and Marie decided that they would continue being in a relationship, but just keep it a secret from Marie's mom. So when we went to D.C. Patrick had said before we left that him and I would hang out. Marie wouldn't let him the entire trip. (now, this is the story I know. It could be completely different on whoever else's side.) Whenever he would bring my name up, Marie would say stuff like, "If you want to be with her so much then why don't you just ask her out already?". So we didn't get to hang out. Now, I'm guessing that Marie was saying these things because of some rumors that had been spread. Like:
Patrick and Margaret are dating!
Patrick and Margaret are going to be together by the end of band camp!
Patrick and Margaret like each other a lot!
Just stuff like that. So, I decided to talk to Marie about them. Like, finding out who she had heard them from, assuring her that nothing was going on between Patrick and I, and telling her that nothing would ever happen. She told me she trusted me and that I was a great friend. That meant a lot to me. I'm going to fast forward to the big events. Here's the conversation we had:
Patrick and I were texting one day and I had said something about guys never liking me.
P: that's not true.
M: how do you know?
P: because I was talking to someone about my secret and we had something in common... (I was COMPLETELY clueless. Like, that should have told me right there.)
M: I feel like a terrible friend because I can't remember your secret.
P: you're not a terrible friend because I never told you this secret because I'm afraid it might weird you out.(again, this should have told me.)
Obviously I was curious.
M: well, if you think it might weird me out, just tell me what its about, like, leaving out all details except for the main subject.
P: a girl I like.
M: do I know her?
M: okay.. Am I close friends with her?
P: oh shoot. I'm sure you're very close friends.
M: Don't worry. I'm clueless. okay...
P: take a guess, Margaret. (by the way, he NEVER calls me margaret. Its normally one of my many nicknames that he has come up with)
M: ummmm (lets just say) Elizabeth?
P: nope. guess again.
M: I'm a terrible guesser :p
P: I want to tell you, Margaret. But I don't want you to think its weird.
M: why would I think it's weird?
P: because you might :p
M: tell meee. please? :p
P: I will tell you in the morning.
So I woke up to a text message saying "Good morning, my secret." I was half asleep so I didn't realize that he had directed that to me. SO, that's when I discovered that Patrick likes me. He was unaware of my feelings for him. Until Mary told him. That was like, 2 days later. I had no idea she was going to tell him. I didn't want her to tell him. At all. It meant that I would be proving to Marie that she can't trust me if anything more ever happened than Patrick and I being more than friends. Let's fast forward again. This time Patrick told Marie that he likes me. But he loves her. OBVIOUSLY Marie was mad. Super mad. I know what she said, but I'm not going to repeat it. So, later that day she told him "It's Margaret or me. She goes or I do." This hurt me. But thankfully, he told her that he wasn't going to make that decision. She didn't like that either. And refused to talk to him the rest of that day. The next MORNING
she acted like she loved him again. And he was upset because that meant he had to choose between Marie and I. We shall fast forward again. I got a text from Marie. Since we have the same first letters, she can be K.
K: I knew you liked Patrick
K: Because its sort of obvious. And he tells me everything you say pretty much. I know about you wanting to kiss him too. (I would like for it to be known that I only told him that because he asked me if I had ever wanted to kiss him. He already knew I liked him, so I told him my honest answer.)
M: How is it obvious?
K: Because you sort of follow him in a way. And you always text him and call him names and all that. And you told him that you liked him.
M: The only other name I call him, besides Patrick, is tent boy. ( i know, its different.) And I've been calling him that since I met him. I didn't tell him that I like him. Mary did.
K: Patrick said that you sent him a text saying you wanted to kiss him and he said why, and you said "because I like you".
M: He already knew when I said that.
K: i knew that. And so did he. I just wanted to say that I'm tired of arguing with him about this. He tells me he loves me and then goes and tells me that you like him and he's always talking about it. I'm just tired of feeling like I'm in the way.
M: I don't know what to say other than I'm sorry. You told me that you trusted me and I proved that you couldn't.
K: Don't be sorry, its just I feel like I'm in the way.
M: I was the one who got in the way. I'm a bad friend.
K: You aren't a bad friend Margaret. You're a great friend.
M: Thanks... I'm sorry :(
K: Don't be sorry. I can't blame you for liking someone.
M: But you can blame me for making you feel like you're getting in the way and also anything he's told you about what I've said.
K: I'm not mad or upset or disappointed with you. I don't think you have any reason to be sorry.
M: Is everything all good then?
M: Thank you for not being mad.
K: No problem Margaret.
I knew she was still mad. Who wouldn't be?
SO! Let's fast forward to today.
I got a random text from Elizabeth saying you should look at Marie's facebook status.
I couldn't at the time, so I told her to text it to me.
"Roses are red, violets are blue. He's for me, and not for you. So if by chance you take my place, I'll take my fist and smash your face. XD "
I started crying. I never wanted this to happen. I never wanted him to even know because I wanted to just get him out of my mind like I did before because I didn't want to be the girl who stole her best friend's boyfriend.
I'm really sorry if I seem like I'm bipolar or something. I know my sets make it seem like I am. Like, "Life sucks" to "Life has been pretty good lately :) "