< Intro: Mister Rebound.
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So.
Told the boytype, who we will call Mr. Rebound, that there would be no relationship for him.
He was quiet in the car.
I got home. Ten minutes later, I get a call on my cell.
It's Mr. Rebound.
He says: "Why can't you be in a relationship right now?"
I am, to be consice, rather taken aback, and reply in my 'controlled anger' voice.
"I'm not secure enough in myself yet to be in a relationship."
More controlled rage.
Mr Rebound pipes up with a premium express super plus guilt trip, no fat, no foam.
"Well. Just so you know. Pretty much most of the reason I dumped my girlfriend was for you."
ME: -.- *(very controlled rage)* "When you broke up with her, it should have been for you, not because you thought there was something better down the road."
This continued for a while, with him emotionally manipulating me (or rather, attmpting to) and with me being Mme. Mountain-in-path-of-stream.
WE hang up.
As in with each other.
About five minutes later I call back because I'm mad lady time.
Quiet voice.
"I'm just curious as to exactly what. The FUCK. You thought I was feeling when you jerked me around on whether or not you were gonna dump [EXGIRLFRIEND]. And then you finally leave her and it's bam, I want Sarah time?"
Silence on the line.
"Well, she made me take her back," says Mister Rebound. "because she cried."
I reply, "That's no excuse. You have to take responsibility for your actions. You can't just treat people like shit and then get pissed off when they throw it back at you."
CLICKASAURUS.
Hold on. Phone vibrating.
'withheld'=Mr Rebound. Not picking up.
Ooh. Voicemail.
"Hey Sarah... it's Rebound... uh, sorry I hung up on you before... I was just hella pissed... uh... yeah, so like... hope we can still be friends and all... uh... bye."
Me:
Ha. I WIN.
Does that make me a little cold?
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