So the guy is into white girls, ~alabaster pale girls~ and goth chicks.
Yet, in the past he's always said we'd make a great couple. We mutually friend zoned each other weeks into befriending each other.
He's told friends that he's not into brown-skinned girls so he wouldn't go for me. (After trying to do shit with me when I used to sleepover ages ago. Told our friends, they thought he was a cr3pe.)
I've been sleeping with him for the past 6 nights, and everything was fine. Cuddles and shit. Then he just took it slightly further over the recent nights and took it too far yesterday morning. I went along with it because well, I've been wanting a relationship with someone and he's my best friend, attraction is there (but ignored), and when this shit happened, I was open to it but very apprehensive because he's a cunt and a fucking awkward fuck who'd hurt anyone who fancied him without even knowing it. But I'm fucking understanding as fuck and I figured he'd be mature about things and maybe it may eventuate into something more. I knew liking him is wrong because well... He's a fucking cunt. But he takes such good care of me (usually) and everyone says that he has a soft spot for me, even his mother said so.
Anyway so shit happened in the morning, then we were fine throughout the day. Later at night, he tells his "bro"'s gf, who he seems to listen to like a fucking puppy. And apparently when he told her what happened, she facepalmed. And then he basically told me to he wanted to sleep alone and made up the shitty excuse that whenever I sleep over, he wakes up late. Fuck we wake up at 6-7 and cuddle/talk and drift in and out of sleep till 12. His fucking choice. I said that I had to wake up at 6 anyway. He said he needed to think about things. I was like okay well I wanted to talk about stuff and he said not tonight and I'm like it's not about what happened and then he asked what it was and I just dismissed it. He wanted to know but didn't push it beyond him saying, "V, I know you, what did you want to say?" I just walked out and he asked to drop me off to mine and I said I'm going to my "sis'" place (happens to be his ex-fuckbuddy/failed attempt of acquiring a gf). He was okay and dropped me off awkwardly.
So now, I've been messaging him and shiz (I don't even know, I'm in pain. Hickies aren't meant to hurt like fuck, yeah?)
He got the bro's gf to message me as him, fucking dyslexic cunt, I know when it's him typing. And now he's asked me to meet him in the library...
I feel so used and shit, that whoever I've told said he used me and shit because he's been desperate for luvin' and I've been extremely emotionally fucked over the last week. ugh.
TL;DR:
Cuntcuntcuntcuntcuntcunt.