I kid, I kid.
But the remainder of this story does seem eerily similar to a Gossip Girl story line except Eve and Elle don't make-up at the end like Serena and Blair always do.
So we are living together and enjoying life. I had just ended things with Jack, a guy I'd been seeing during my DC semester. He was from DC originally and had a gigantic group of friends. I didn't have any DC friends yet so it was great to date him and instantly have a social life. We'd go clubbing pretty much every weekend and often, Eve would drive down from Baltimore and join us.
Finally, I'd had enough with Jack and called it quits. He was flakey and I just woke up one day and was really over being treated like a doormat. It was Jack's sister's birthday and I invited a friend from Cairo who I proceeded to make out with the entire night, thus sending a clear signal to Jack that this love affair was O V E R. Eve was so mad I ended it with Jack. She really liked this group we'd joined and knew that our club life was over if I walked away from him.
The night I ended things with this Jack is the same night I drunk texted Liam (bf I lived with and almost married). I'd met Liam when Jack was out of the country for two weeks. Eve and I decided to go clubbing on our own and that night was my turn to get us in the VIP area.
I walked up to this guy in VIP, tapped him on the shoulder and yelled over the DJ, "HEY we are on this side of the rope but we are used to being on that side, can we join you?!" The guy was elated and happily let us crash his party. Then I spot Liam. Tall as hell, dark hair, bright blue eyes, great smile, perfectly dressed. Whoaaaa. I get timid and keep talking to the short, fat guy I tapped to let us table crash. Finally, Eve who had set her sights on Liam's brother Tod grabs me away from short dude and pushes me into Liam, "dance with him!!!"
We proceed to dance the night away, smiling, kissing, laughing. At the end of the night Liam says, "you're so cute and tiny, I just want to put you in my pocket and take you home." LOL Whaaaaaa!? We exchange numbers and I never expect to hear from him again.
(Long story short we went on a date, he was shy as f, didn't talk until I drunk texted him the night I dumped Jack)
So I break it off with Jack, text Liam, make plans to see him the next night and before you know it, I am dating the love of my life and am blissfully in love. It literally happened over night. I go from one really hot guy (Jack) to an even hotter guy who is a charming gentleman.
Looking back, I can see why Eve was so jealous but it still doesn't excuse what happens next....
I obviously don't want Jack (who I dumped maybe two weeks ago) to meet Liam. Liam is 8 years older than me, he doesn't need to partake in this petty bullshit. I quickly tell Eve that we need to go ASAP.
As we are walking out, we walk RIGHT past Jack. I say nothing and head to the valet stand to get the car.
The next day, I get a facebook message...
"Elle, I can't believe you don't even have the decency to say hello to me in public. That was so rude and I will remember it moving forward."
Whaaaa? Eve has told me for two weeks straight that Jack hates me but still wants to be her friend. He kept inviting Eve to BBQ's with his friends and out for club nights. I told her that I really wasn't OK with them being friends considering how poorly he treated me but that it was her choice. To my knowledge, they hadn't met up. So I reply...
"Jack, Eve has told me how much you despise me. I didn't want to make a scene now that I've moved on."
Jack: "Elle, Eve is lying to you."
Elle: "No way, she wouldn't hurt me, she's my best friend."
10 screenshots pop-up...
My heart sinks.
EVE begged Jack to show up to the club that night. She even offered to pay for his fucking valet so that I'd be forced to run into him with Liam.
This BBQ? Complete B/S. Eve was begging to hangout with them and saw that one of his friends was hosting a BBQ and she really wanted an invite.
She'd asked him multiple times to hangout one on one, all requests that he had politely declined.
SHE wanted him. SHE lied to my face.
I go home and ask Eve if there's anything she'd like to tell me about her friendship with Jack.
Eve: "Nope, why?"
Elle: "You're sure about that? Nothing at all??"
I hand over the screenshots I'd printed out. She looks them over, the color drains from her face and she starts sobbing.
Eve: "i, i, i, i, i, just wanted to stay friends with them...we don't have friends yet and I don't want to be alone now that you have Liam."
Elle: "You need to admit there's more here than that...You have feelings for Jack."
Elle: "Eve, stop lying."
She cries, says she's sorry and retreats to her room. I retreat to mine, pack a bag and drive to Liams. I need some space.
Eve disappears for two weeks. I have no idea where she is. She isn't answering her phone, isn't answering her emails...
Finally, I get this. Tuesday, June 14th 2011
Please excuse my passive approach in sending you this email rather than talking to you in person. Obviously, it's a little easier to express my thoughts and apologies this way, but I don't want you to think that I'm belittling the apology by sending you an email rather than in person. Don't feel obligated to respond, I'm not trying to force anything right now. I just wanted to express my apologies without being too invasive.
After Memorial Day weekend, I wanted to go to lunch with Jack for 2 reasons. 1, was to apologize for my drunkenness and lack of good character that evening and 2, to try and see if some type of friendship could be salvaged between us all. The whole getting together idea was initiated by Jack, and it was only in friendliness, prior to Atlantic City. There was no ulterior motive. Then after Atlantic City when you had finally admitted to me why you were so upset with the fact that Jack and I still spoke from time to time, I felt extremely bad for even having some type of friendship with him. I still thought that we could all be friends eventually, obviously you were still friends with Lea, so I figured maybe with time everyone could be friendly again.
Again, I didn't tell you because I didn't know how to tell you. I wanted to go to lunch, access things, and then maybe plan another meeting with all three of us involved. If it was just not going to be possible, I was going to drop it. I thought that if he and I were friends, it could lead to the two of you becoming friends again, and you wouldn't be so sick to your stomach and afraid to run into Jack all the time. I honestly just handled the situation very wrong, and should have been completely honest about it instead of just trying to get this all accomplished without you knowing. It was stupid, and I really am sorry.
This is was just me fearing disappointing you and you being upset with me. However, going in a round about way to avoid it and making everything work out in the end just seems to have hurt you more. I honestly never meant to deceive you in any way. I just didn't know how to tell you what my true intentions were, because I was afraid that you'd feel betrayed by the fact that I wanted Jack to be on good terms with us again. I'm not expecting you to forgive me right away, but I just want you to know that it wasn't ill intended.
I'm sure you've spoken to others about this, but I'd really appreciate if we kept this internal. I don't like to talk to others when we're fighting because I feel like it's between you and I like any other relationship, and especially because I value our relationship above all.. Despite what you may think right now.
Again, I'm sorry.
I am disappointed. Disappointed that to you, this only warranted a simple email. Disappointed that you would go behind my back and hide things, for what? Friendship with Jack. Who knew he was that important.
1. You wanted to go to lunch with Jack from the first day he asked you, that was obvious. After expressing my honest feelings to you when I was in VA beach then doing so again two days later in Atlantic City -- that wasn't enough to tell you exactly how I felt on the subject? There was no way to spell it out any clearer. I wanted Jack to stay out of my life. He hurt me, dropped me like I was nothing and never returned a text to me after Lea's birthday. I didn't want to be friends with him. I didn't want to fight with him, but I didn't need him in my life in any real capacity. So please don't act like you were doing me some grand favor by trying to mend things in the background. You wanted to be his friend for your own, personal reasons. Reasons which I do not understand considering you guys honestly were never that close. I didn't introduce you until Mid-March and by April 2, it was finished.
You didn't tell me because you knew what you were doing behind my back was wrong. So how could you possibly know how to say something like that? "Hey Elle...I know you want nothing to do with Jack but I really want to be his friend so I am pursuing a friendship with him behind your back." -- Might sound harsh but that is sadly exactly what this is. And you never in a million years thought Jack cared enough about me to send me that message on facebook therefore there was no potential for you to get "caught"...And after spending 36 minutes on the phone with him just now I think I fully know the whole story...Let's recap.
Memorial Day...we run into him waiting in valet for your car...you jump on him and give him a huge hug, inappropriate? a little but hey, we'll let it slide. You apparently tell him to go say hi to me and he tells you that he only came to see you...when asked, Jack said you pointed out where I was standing he decided to come say hello himself...We are getting in the car and we see you disappear back into Lima, grabbing Jack's hand and walking down the stairs. (witnessed by Me, Bestie#1, Gucci and B) Your story: Jack wanted you to say hello to Owen and take a shot real quick before you left so you decided to leave us all outside with YOUR car and go take a shot. His story: You told him, "push me into the club so it looks like you forced me to stay." Fast forward to the end of the night, "Jack, Elle is so mad at me, I can't go home, she isn't going to open the door for me, let me stay with you at Lea's please!" -- Your story: crying, "Jack, I cannot get a ride home from you, Elle will kill me. You are getting in between us and I can't let that happen, I cannot leave with you" (all the while he is unvaleting his car to drive you home) His story: "If you need a ride home I can give you one but you can't stay at my sisters with me, I might sleep at Owen's or something anyways..." Jack also reported that you were beyond drunk but at no point were you ever crying in front of him or Owen... He also said he felt it would be highly inappropriate for you to sleep at Lea's considering he used to date me, not to mention extremely awkward since you had not seen him since April 2nd either.
Next day you say you deleted his number...funny how you initiated the next message to him on Sunday June 5th at 6:56pm saying... "Jack, can we get lunch this week? For real this time... Still sorry about memorial day wkend." Guess his number didn't get deleted afterall?? Jack did admit to inviting you to Moe's BBQ -- and when you called me, I could tell you actually wanted to go but you had made plans to grab lunch with me and you knew if you ditched our plans for Jack, it wouldn't be pretty - even though I am sure that is what you wanted to do.
So let's get to this past Saturday... texting him at 1:30am, out of the blue, inquiring where he is? Why? You were out with me, a group of others and Liam... What good would meeting up with Jack be? You know I wouldn't want to see him out and about after Memorial Day weekend and especially not when I am with Liam. Then you make it seem as if you randomly happened to run into him outside of Lima...funny how coincidental waiting on the corner for him to park is...and offering to pay for his parking? He also mentioned that you slapped his ass outside while he was talking with his group of friends...inappropriate? He thought so.
If you couldn't tell by now, something isn't adding up. Your behavior has made zero sense to Jack but thanks to you, he and I are now friends again and we're back on good terms. So I guess you achieved your supposed goal, congratulations. My gut feeling is that you somehow have feelings for Jack...perhaps you had a hope that maybe it could be something more if you guys spent time together. Let's not lie to ourselves, he is definitely a catch and a fun guy to be around. By sneaking behind my back you would avoid hurting me at first, you know I am happy with Liam now so if something did develop with you and Jack, you could always remind me how happy I am with someone else now and that you really had strong/serious feelings for Jack and I would be forced to accept it because you were happy...and you know me well enough to know that at the end of the day, all I would want is for you to be truly happy -- no matter who that was with.
Or maybe that's my imagination getting the best of me. All I know for sure is you have absolutely, 100%, lied to my face, lied to my back and I am the idiot because I honestly trusted you more than anyone in the world. Don't bother getting defensive and trying to justify this - you can't. I know Jack isn't lying about Memorial Day weekend at Lima...Owen confirmed your actions and your words. And what incentive would they have to lie to me?
So yes, I understand your fear in disappointing me and upsetting me and by doing what you did and I wish I believed that you actually had good intentions with this whole scheme. I should probably give you a little credit though...after ten years of being an amazing friend, I never thought you'd be capable of pulling something like this off...I should know never to underestimate my counterpart. I also know now that I will never be able to trust you in the same way that I have my entire life.
I do not want some guy to come between us. I am not discrediting all of the amazing times we've had together or how much you mean to me. You mean the world to me. When you're unhappy, it kills me inside. I honestly love you so incredibly much Eve. and I still consider you my best friend. I just wish I could wrap my head around all of this... I just don't get why you'd make up all of these stories and lies... You made me believe Jack hated me and was distraught at the idea of seeing me or saying hello...You wanted to stay at Lima with him that night...you wanted to sleepover and you wanted him to drive you home...I wish I could chalk this up to Jack and Owen being drunk and not remembering things correctly...but I know Jack well enough to know how he drinks when he knows he is driving. and this Saturday you wanted to see him...you weren't going to "mend" the friendships at 1:30am on a Saturday night at Lima...your reasons for wanting to see him were different and you know it.
If you can't be honest with yourself and me about this, then there really is nothing left to say.
You've hurt me, you've disappointed me and I really don't know where to go from here.
PS I tried to talk to you and avoid emailing but your door was locked and when I knocked, you didn't open...However, I do not want an email in response to this. If you have anything to say, say it to my face.
So you think this is where the story ends? But not quite.
Hang tight for next weeks final post on the death of Eve and Elle.