The (Incomplete) Explanation Of What’s Going On

Yes, it has to be an incomplete one.  I’m not able to go into major details or anything until later on because of things that would screw over other people who don’t deserve it.  And who also don’t deserve to be put in this situation but are anyway, and it really sucks.

Long story very short, Drew’s truck got repo’d while he was at the Ocean store on the night of the 18th.  (A month ago.)  He called Ed and told him to get ahold of me so that I could drive him back to Ed’s, which is where he’s staying right now.  I did, and I also drove him pretty much everywhere else he needed to get to over the next week and a half.  Work, a manager’s meeting, a physical therapy evaluation for his knee.  (Turns out he pulled his ACL when he slipped on the ice at the storage place on January 3rd.)

Anyway, he’d already, once again that night, made it clear that he didn’t want a relationship, he couldn’t date anyone right now, yada, yada, yada.  Yet I’m the opne he wants to pick him up, and I’m one he kisses when we get to Ed’s place.  Just a peck on the lips, but still.

Well, and this is the part I can’t go into any great detail about, he told Ed something that he didn’t want Ed to tell me, yet has no intention of telling me himself, that Ed let slip to me last night.  Well, Ed let slip one of the things last night.  Yeah, it was insulting, but honestly, at this point, I’m more laughing about it than anything else.  I seriously find it funny, because of Drew’s complete lack of evidence that I actually am this, and instead it’s just a snap judgment on his part based on . . . I don’t even know what!  Lol, and the funniest thing is, even now, I would still gladly prove him wrong, but because he’s decided that I’m like this, I won’t have a chance to prove him wrong.  Lol, how much does that suck?

Yeah, let’s just say life has been interesting.  I don’t need to watch freakin’ soap operas.  I’m living one!  As the Pizza Cooks, my own personal pan soap opera!