Been a long time lurker of the thread, and never before did it occur to me to send in this story, see what GAF thinks about it.
It all goes back several years ago, to my high school days. I was very cynical and hated hanging out with people my own age during my freshman year and mostly hung out with upperclassmen. Some of the few guys/girls that I "hung out" with that were my age I only hung out with because they hung out with the same guys that I did. Eventually all of the upperclassmen graduated and I ended up hanging out with those few people in the group that were left. Graduation came, and after going to college I ended up with an even smaller group of high school friends. Amongst those was a couple that I had actually become close friends with.
Through my freshman year in college, I was constantly in the middle of this couple's relationship issues. The guy(lets call him Ron) would come hang out at my place and talk to me about all the issues he had with the girl(lets call her Ava), how she was really controlling, often times annoying, and all the typical bullshit that you can think of. And at the same that we'd be hanging out playing Halo or watching something on TV and talking about how sometimes he hated his relationship, Ava would be texting me non stop about all the issues she saw with him and how he often was a shitty boyfriend, never wanted to talk or text with her on the phone, never wanted to go see her, blah blah blah. I felt kind of bad that at the same time that I was listening to Ron talk to me about how bad she was, that I was talking to Ava about the exact same topic and neither of them knew that I was talking with the other one.
Second semester of freshman year rolls around, and Ron drops out of college, tossing around the excuse that he doesn't want to waste time in basic classes until he knows exactly what he wants to major in. Due to my change in work schedule, our hang outs become less and less frequent, to the point where I lose contact with him almost completely(partially by choice), but I still text with Ava sometimes, however less than before due, again, to work schedule and to the fact that by that point I was honestly getting tired of hearing the same story of how it was a terrible relationship but neither of them wanted to split up.
Come spring break, for whatever reason, Ron decides to drop by my place. We start talking for a bit, and all he does is talk about his car, and how awesome working life is and how college is a waste of time and blah blah blah blah. It's very annoying, since I know all this will eventually lead to a conversation about how terrible his girlfriend is, but I can't find it in me to tell him to leave me alone. And to my surprise, he does. He starts talking about how he is losing attraction to her, about how he is increasingly finding other girls attractive, and that he'll even stop when he sees a girl walking and offers to drive her home/wherever she is going. Fed up with all the crap, I end up telling him that if he really feels that way, he needs to break up with Ava already.
The response I got was beyond stupid, although I should have expected it given our past conversations on the subject. He's too afraid of being alone. I tell him that that is the WORST reason to be with someone, and the conversation escalates to an argument about how I am trying to break them up so I can make a move on Ava(which is utter nonsense since I was in a happy relationship myself at the time). Things get heated, and eventually I tell him to gtfo before we get into a fight, and he does. After that I cut almost all ties with him, except for the most obvious one. Despite everything, I was STILL in good terms with Ava and we'd still text.
A whole year passes, and me and Ava still talk, now a bit more often than before since we actually have a lot in common(although at this point I still have 0 interest in her). We end up adding each other to MSN and talking quite a bit more than before. Near the winter, she out of the blue starts talking about him again and how she's thought so much of leaving him and that a couple of her exes were talking to her and how she was confused, blah blah blah. I'd end up changing the conversation since I was tired of the drama, and didn't want to lose her friendship as I did Ron's due to their relationship.
Then right before classes were out, I get a text from her saying how she finally broke up with him. The news shock me, but I don't want to get into it at all. Through our IMs and texts she eventually ends up asking me if I'd be willing to help her learn spanish, given that it's my native language. I partially agree, since she wants to do it "face to face" in private, and I'd rather avoid any situation like that, so I say I'd be fully willing to help her with any troubles and tutor her through IMs, but not alone in person. She insists that it be done in person, and what she said shocked me. She offered a pair of her underwear as payment for teaching her in person. It was the weirdest thing, but after the initial shock I figured she was kidding and jokingly replied "lol ok". However, she wasn't kidding, and whenever she'd start asking me questions or for help in spanish, she'd ask me when I was going to teach her in person and collect my "reward". Stuff started getting weird, so I drew the line and told her that I thought she was only joking about that part, and that while I was a bit flattered, she was still the ex of a guy that I used to consider a friend and didn't want to stir up trouble. Upon hearing this, however, she pretty much opened her "heart" to me. She said that for the longest time she had found me attractive, and that I was pretty much the complete opposite of Ron, who would never listen to her or want to talk to her. Again, while flattered, I told her that there was pretty much no future between us, that even if she found me attractive I loved my girlfriend and had no intention of leaving her. After that, we talked a lot less and less.
Eventually we graduated college, and I found a good job out of state that I was in no way willing to let go. My girlfriend, however, wasn't ready to move away from our home town to the other side of the country, and I was forced to choose, and as much as I loved her(or thought I did), I knew that getting a similar offer in town was going to be impossible, so we had to break up and I relocated.
After about six months, Ava starts talking to me again, and tells me that she's back with Ron, that they worked out their differences and decided to get back together. Good for them I say, but I knew that eventually they'd end up in the same place, and told her so. And sure enough, a couple of months later, I find myself in the very familiar situation of getting a couple of texts from her on how I was right and that he had not changed at all and was still basically a shitty boyfriend. Whatever. Then one night, she texts me saying that she broke up with him again, and that she was out drinking. All the alcohol she consumed made her start telling me again how she really really liked me, and that I should have tried getting together with her before I moved, for she would have moved with me in a heartbeat, blah blah blah. Then I get a prompt to accept a picture from her. I accept, and it ends up being a pic of her half naked. I try to reason with her as to how she shouldn't be doing that stuff right after she broke up with her boyfriend, specially if she was drunk, for she would regret it in the morning. But she kept sending me stuff(and I have to admit, I liked what I saw, so I kept accepting, which was my mistake) and opening her heart. All the pictures eventually turned me on and we ended up having a rather heated conversation.
The next day she remembered everything, and said that while what she said was true, that she was embarrassed about the whole picture deal and asked me to delete them, which I did. However, it ended up becoming a habit that every so often we'd end up having the usual "heated conversations" through text, to which I have to admit, I often jerked off to. In all honesty, I eventually started to grow attracted to her, however, the long distance factor always stopped me from admitting it to her, and I wouldn't ask her to move over with me because I knew at that point I was mostly physically attracted to her. Eventually, I ended up meeting a girl who, in time, would become my wife. However, at first, I wasn't sure that she was "the one" and continued to "fool around" with Ava through texts.
Eventually, both me and Ava come to a mutual agreement that we have to stop, since I am in a relationship, and she is, surprise, giving Ron yet another chance, despite knowing that she really doesn't love/like him. Everything goes well for a while, but eventually, even during our relationships, she'll start heated conversations and sent me pictures, not always naked ones, but several of them were, and the others were in provocative positions. Thinking back, I feel like a huge douchebag since I had told myself I'd stop having dirty conversations with her for respect to my girlfriend. Back then I had no remorse doing what I did, but now I feel bad, like I cheated on who is now the mother of my children. This goes on for quite a while, and eventually I get engaged. Later that same month, Ava tells me that she and Ron are now officially broken up, and that she has no wish to go back with him ever again. An old story at this point, but I believed her, for when she told me all the story of how she came to that decision, I was really drunk. (Un)surprisingly, we ended up having a dirty conversation for about 3 hours, until I passed out and left her hanging.
The next day, I am bombarded with text messages. A bunch of friends are telling me that what I have done is really fucked up, several end their friendship with me through text, and others threaten with beating me up. Not knowing wtf is going on, I decide to check facebook out. On Ava's page, the most "juicy" bits of the conversation were posted, with comments of disbelief from a bunch of her friends. Pissed off, I grab my phone to text her when I see that amongst all the other texts, there is one of her telling me how she had no idea that Ron knew her password both to MSN and to her Facebook(my first thought was, seriously, you're that fucking stupid?), and that he had read all the convos and was super pissed, so he decided to make our thing "public" through her facebook to "humiliate" her and show my true colors to my fiancee.
In the end, my marriage plans were almost fucked, I lost a shitload of friends, and I ended up feeling like a complete douche for what I did, not because of Ron but because of my SO. It took so long for her to believe me that it was all a fabricated lie and that I'd never do that to her, and to this day I feel bad that I lied to her, even if it is all in the past now. And in case anyone is wondering, last I heard Ava eventually got married, but not to Ron. What became of him I have no idea, since I had severed all ties to him ages ago and the events that transpired did not help at all, but despite everything I do realize that the whole situation was my fault and truly hope that the guy can stop being a dick to his girl(s) and finds happiness.
