Jerk

Well…five days after Heath asked me out he broke up with me. He said things felt weird since we were friends first and have known each other for so long. I was thinking, "You didn’t feel weird when you had your dick in me, asshat." So, he said he still wanted to be friends, that it wasn’t a no, but he needed time. Just like I feared, I was pretty much a booty call. I’ve known the guy for six years, he asked me out first, and yet I still feel like a damned whore. I went against my worries and paranoia and trusted him, and my instincts were right. And honestly, even if he comes back and said he decided he did want to be with me, I’m pretty sure I’d say no. To leave me after a week after getting sex, he can’t possibly not see how it came off like I was just a booty call.

I was very direct with him before hand. It’s like no matter what you say, "Just tell me what you want, no games", they’ll still choose the game. I haven’t heard from him since.