In Part 1, I told you how TJ and I met. The story continues….
Yeah…so he moved away and I realized I missed him. I continued to sleep over at his house on the weekends. It became clear to me that, although Stacy was my friend, I was going over there to see him. I spent most of my time there with him. I wanted him to be my boyfriend.
I honestly don’t remember how or when we made it ‘official’. Â I’ve asked him, and he doesn’t remember either. Â All we know is that after he moved away, in our freshman year of high school, we became a couple.
Throughout the years, I’ve always said that TJ was the perfect first boyfriend. Â He was always kind, considerate, thoughtful and affectionate. Â He never pressured me to do anything. Â When we did, it was because my overly aggressive tail initiated it. Â He pretty much worshipped the ground I walked on. Â Our relationship was great. Â It wasn’t the typical teenage romance, full of drama, arguments, make ups and breakups. Â We just liked to be around each other.
For two years, we loved each other. Â We didn’t talk about the future, because both of us pretty much saw the other as our future. Â At least, I thought we did. Â Then, one Friday evening, he broke up with me. Â Say what now? Â I didn’t even know how to act. I just said, “OK.” and hung up the phone. Â I was pretty much stunned the whole weekend…but then Sunday evening, he showed up at my house and told me he didn’t mean it and wanted me back. Â So I took him back. And life went on as usual.
Until a few months later, when he did it again. This time, I was angry. Â I destroyed everything associated with him. Â I’m sorry I did that now. I don’t have any old pictures of us! Â I had met a new guy a couple days before that, so I put TJ out of my mind, and had a new boyfriend a day later.
I didn’t see TJ again for a couple years. Â By then, the anger had subsided. I remembered my friend, TJ and the good times we had. Â I was still with the boyfriend. Â Even so, TJ and I started hanging out again every once in a while, no romance involved. Â We would always be with my best friend and one of his cousins. Â We had SO much fun! Â No, the boyfriend didn’t know. Â I wasn’t cheating on him, so it wasn’t any of his business. 🙂 Â I was back to looking at TJ as I did when I started seventh grade: Â as my friend. Sure, I noticed how he looked at me, but I never acknowledged it, and he never said anything about wanting to rekindle our relationship.
Eventually, I broke up with the boyfriend. No, it had nothing to do with TJ. I was 21. After a few months, I contacted TJ, and we began to hang out and explore our feelings again. Â I was sure we would get back together! Â But it wasn’t to be. Â An ex of his Â discovered that she was pregnant. Â TJ has always been the kind of guy who takes care of his responsibilities. So it was a given that he was going to be with her and their baby. Â I couldn’t fault him for that, but to say that I was angry, hurt and disappointed would be an understatement. Â Not to mention that I’ve always felt like he “belonged” to ME, so this being with another girl seriously did not compute!
So…we stopped hanging out. Â I couldn’t be “just friends” with him at that point. We both moved on with our lives.
Next: Part 3