How bad can he really be?
This story starts out in eighth grade. All the best middle stories do, at least in my experience. All the worst ones, too.
So there I was a few months out of my only adult relationship wondering how the hell I would ever connect deeply with someone of the opposite sex again. You become so comfortable with one person over 17 years that it seemed impossible to me that I would know the first thing about how to behave with someone new.
The dreaded bad date. Everyone has experienced them at one point or another in life. We dream of that first date going beautifully. We go out with hopes of a romantically memorable time. We then want to call up our best friend the next morning and spill details about how perfect it was. Before we know it, we are secretly envisioning a possible future together with this sudden special someone. However, sometimes life does not paint the picture we would have liked it to.
Back in middle school, I had a little crush on a guy... I’ll call him Jake.
I received a call from an ex-lover who was now seeing someone I was friends with from the past.
So much has happened. So many hours have gone by.
It’s Friday night. You’re off work and your friends have all planned a night out on the town. You’re dressed in the latest fashion and everyone takes a Snapchat selfie before they leave in the Uber to let everyone know “what’s up.” You get to the bar/concert/event or whatever it is, have a couple drinks and some fun and maybe even meet someone worth talking to for more than 5 minutes. He’s cute, he’s in a band, studying at a top university and is extremely well read. You hit it off so well that you end up going on a couple more dates the following weeks and you may even end up sleeping together a few times. After a few weeks maybe even months of seeing each other you start expressing how happy he makes you and how you love spending time together, and he may even return these feelings. Then weird things start to happen... he starts hitting you with "no replies" or maybe he’s seemingly always busy. You've been ghosted. He made you feel like things were going well and the sex was great! Now he doesn’t even have the balls to tell you how he really feels... so you have get over how great you imagined a relationship could be with someone you finally thought you connected with, and move on.
I guess you could say that I was feeling quite excited about this date. We have been texting for quite a while and we seemed to be hitting it off pretty well. So when he invited me to go hiking and see the fall foliage, I was pretty pumped. I got ready and put on my best looking pair of work out pants, the ones that made my booty look very nice, and a cute black t-shirt and my new grey and black sneakers. I pulled my hair up into a tight ponytail and grabbed my black Nike drawstring bag, I was ready.