Last night started with secrets. I went to my friends apartment and we left for the bar earlier than usual. I didn't think anything of it until we made a right turn instead of a left one, away from where we were supposed to be headed. I hate it when things are kept from me, and my friends decided not to tell me where we were going until I figured it out myself. I had a funny feeling about the whole night, and this wasn't helping my mood at all.
We finally arrived at our destination; apparently we were picking up the guy that I hooked up with last weekend, yeah the hickey guy.
I have no idea why they decided to not tell me we were picking him up. It's not like it was a big deal and it just added stress to the situation.
Anyway, we get to the bar and hang out for awhile. No one drank much, there was a 'bar conflict' between two of our friends that resulted in a knocked over beer and lots of stares from other barmates.
After that we went to a friend of a friend's house for their birthday party. We drank a lot of strawbery flavored alcohols and left early to head to another friends' house. Once there, a couple of us proceeded to drink more.
Our ride decided to leave and we all went with her. I decided to sober up at my other friends' house while the other took the guy home. I didn't think much of it until I got another weird feeling. After some cryptic text messages I find out that he invited her into his house. This absolutely crushed me, not only because he's a bastard but because I wouldn't have found out about it if I hadn't have asked. After that I drove home still slightly intoxicated, which I do not recommend for anyone. Luckily the ride was short and I was pretty much the only one on the road.
Secrets. I hate them. Some people think they're just looking out for me, but in all honesty I'd rather have the full on truth then to keep going, naiively believing things are a-ok. I got pissed last night because I deal with the two of them flirting, but in the back of my mind I'm afraid something will happen.
It's not like this guy and I are even dating, but still, shouldn't your friends' crush be off limits? I don't flirt with the guys she likes. I know we're all horny women that just want to hook up with someone, but still.
All I ask is that people be honest with me. I hate being left out. All my life I've had situations like this, where secrets are kept, or information excluded from the stories given to me. I thought that I had grown out of it, grown older and hung out with people that I could trust to give me the straight story. At this point though, I guess I should be used to it.
Edit: I guess I should have been more clear... she did not take him up on his offer, however the rest of the story and my feelings are still the same.