I'm not going to say much about the time I was over at John's.. What we did is quite uninportant really, it's what I felt that matters. And what happened when I left.
I, as I said, spent 10 days there. 10 amazing days. And one of the days I met Andy who I was starting to become real good friend with. I met more or less all of Johns family (or the part of it that lives in Cornwall) and well I kind of.. Felt like part of the family. Like home. I remember that I heard John's mom say to.. her sister I think, that it was great to see John happy again. He, just like me, wasn't the most happy person existing. I remember that sentence, when she said it, how happy that made me. Gosh we were really in love. At that moment, when I was there with him, in his arms.. it was like nothing mattered. I knew that it would take several months till I could see him again, but I didn't care. I knew it would be worth it. I even knew how horrible it was gonna feel once I had to leave.. But I still didn't care. I thought we could make it.
But then I had to go home..
It's seriously hard for me to write this. Because this is where things started to go seriously wrong. Where everything screwed up and my life would be followed by 3 months of some kind of illusionative happiness, just to bury how horrible I actually felt.
The first thing I felt when I came back home.. Was simply that I wasn't home. My home was no longer my home.
I ordered my own xbox just a couple of days after I came back "home". I kind of more or less bought it for the reason to talk to John.. But that wouldn't really end up being what I actually used it for.
Also, just a couple of days after I left, John's cousin from London came down and would end up staying there for the rest of the summer holidays.
Now, after I left.. John changed. He didn't talk to me even half as much as he used to, and all he said seemed to be just really mean.. I remember several things he said. He wasn't online on xbox live for 5 days once, and he didn't answer my texts, he didn't accept my chat invites. Once he actually accepted a chat invite, what he said was that he had other things to do, more inportant things. He couldn't just spend all time on me. And he didn't answer my texts or chat invites for the simple reason that taling to me made him feel bad.. He was just saying mean things, constantly. Sarcastic but mean comments, but together with everything else he said and did, and that it was all he said to me.. it just became mean. He was joking about leaving me ten times more often then he actually said he wouldn't. And over 3 weeks, I remember, he said I love you to me twice. That's less then he said it in an hour before.
With other words.. He changed. He became an ass. He just made me feel really, really bad. Every time we talked I seemed to feel horribly bad afterwords. And this is where Andy starts getting some kind of role in this whole act. My every day scedule looked something like school, feeling bad (this was long before I actually liked my new school..) - home, talking to John which made me feel bad - talking to Andy on msn which made me feel good again. Andy became the light in my life of some kind. And if it wasn't because of him, I would never have survived all this with John. I was feeling bad as it was, but if it wasn't for Andy I would've been more or less dead. Sometime during these weeks that I felt like this, between I left John and it all ended, I once had this kind of "aha"-feeling. I realized I was starting to fall for Andy, who was also becoming my best friend. But at this time I was still going out with John, and Andy was going out with this girl called Rachel. So I decided to simply bury these feelings for him, ignore them completely. And so I did.
I knew all along that me and John were.. doomed. But I still believed in this thing I had felt while being there, I still believed in this being worth fighting for. But I knew all along that was just a big lie. I knew what to do, but I just couldn't do it. That end up with John breaking up with me. After going out for a little more then 3 months.
2 days after John broke up with me, he asked Vicky out. 3 days after they started going out, Vicky broke up with him. Which made John even more miserable. At this time, I couldn't stand him. He had changed completely. He walked round feeling sorry for himself, whining about his life and at the same time acting superior. And that was about all he did.
At this time, also, I got to know Dougle, Cheggs, Orkra, Nathan and Jazzy.. People who are now quite close friends of mine over xbox live. But they don't really have much to fo with all of this, more then that they were also part of the reason i didn't fall apart completely.
About at the same time as John broke up with me, I started talking alot more to Jesper again. We were talking constantly, and after realizing we could text each others for free we also spent all days at school texting each others. And then there was this saturday when Andy went on some kind of rampage and asked more or less everyone I know if they fancy me. Among these was Jesper. And, well I guess you all know Andy nearly as good as I do now.. So, of course Andy told me everything Jesper said. And also, Andy told Jesper everything I said to him. Which.. Kind of ended up with me and Jesper going out. That was the first big mistake I did. Starting to go out with Jesper, creating some kind of feelings for him for the reason, which I later on realized, that I needed some kind of confirmation that I wasn't completely wortless. Cuz it took me over a month to realize the fact that what happened between me and John was his foult only, I never actually did anything wrong.
However.. That's where the mess started. With Andy putting me and Jesper together,
End of chapter 3. (blabla)
