After I got home, I went back to the hotel room to hang out with the interns. I learned a new party trick – how to snap a bottle cap and make it fly across the room. I was really frustrated though, as Coby was blatantly ignoring me. He flirts with me for a month straight, and yet makes zero moves. I was giving him hint after hint that I was into it, and still nothing. Now he refuses to acknowledge the fact that I exist? I was so annoyed that I finally confronted him.
“Coby – what is happening between us? I know there was a thing, we even talked about it, but now you’re pretending like I don’t exist and I don’t know what’s going on,” I said.
“What do you want from me? You have/had a boyfriend, the summer is almost over, what’s the point of dealing with all of this?” he replied.
“We don’t have to define it, I don’t even want to date you. But I like you and you like me, and we have two weeks left together, let’s just see what happens and have fun,” I told him.
His reply was to act as if he had no idea what I was taking about. He went on about how he’s a very flirty person, and that I probably got the wrong idea, that he doesn’t like me. By the way that’s complete bull shit, because we’d had multiple conversations specifically about liking each other.
“You can’t deny that you flirt more with me than anyone else. You straight up told me you had feelings for me. We cuddled on the couch, we laughed, we talked, we had a genuine connection. Now you’re pretending like that never happened, and you’re treating me like I don’t exist, and it’s really frustrating!”
“What do you want me to do – give you 100% of my attention? Not talk to anyone else but you?” he shot back.
I was so annoyed, I didn’t even know what to say. But I knew we had a connection, and part of me still wanted him, even for only 2 weeks. Even if he was being so incredibly stupid. After all, he was only 18, possibly all of this nonsense was simply immaturity or inexperience. I gave him an ultimatum.
“Coby, forget the bull shit – you have exactly 5 seconds to either kiss me, or walk away. If you walk, I will not hate you, we can go back to being friends just like before.”
5 seconds pass.
He stands there like an idiot, too much of a pansy to make a decision. If he didn’t want a thing with me I’d respect for him for that. All he needed to do was to act on what he wanted.
But he didn’t kiss me. And he didn’t walk away. So I did.
I still have no idea what his deal was, and I probably never will. Rumor had it he was planning on getting back together with an ex. Someone else said he was too scared to act on anything, and the ex was an excuse. Whatever the case, he missed his chance and I’m done.
One of my other intern friends, John, knew him pretty well, and knew me pretty well, and was helping me through this. John’s opinion was that Coby was a young immature idiot, too stupid to realize what a bombshell I was. As the night went on John got more and more drunk, and his helpful advice turned into hitting on me, which turned into inviting me into a threesome with him and his girlfriend. The scary thing is that I was so upset about all of it, I almost said yes! I doubt I would have actually gone through with it, but the fact that I even considered it… Oh god.
The next morning (Saturday) I didn’t wake up until 2:30pm. That night I went to a club for a fellow intern’s birthday. I made sure to look super hot to force myself to forget about Coby. Some guy in his late 30s approached me,
“It would absolutely make my evening if you would dance with me,” he said. My friends pushed me to him, knowing this may help relieve me of Coby frustration. I did not have a good time dancing with him. He was pretty forceful, pushing me up with his leg in between mine… it was gross. I made an excuse and left.
Not 20 minutes later, another guy approached me asking to dance. I said YOLO and danced with him for a while. He had such a creepy smile, and crazy eyes. Out of nowhere he leans in,
“Can I kiss you?” he whispered. NO WAY. I told him John was my boyfriend, and that he’d be sad if I kissed someone else. Call me the queen of excuses, I made one quick and left.
After that I was done dancing with guys. I hung out with all the girls instead, it was super fun. Suddenly this really cute guy approached me. Was he going to ask to dance?
“Let me introduce you to my roommate,” he said. To my surprise, he takes me over to a girl dancing on top the bar. I hopped up on the bar with her and danced for a while… until she attempted to twerk with me! No way – this is too much. I continued dancing on the bar top though, and eventually convinced some of the other girl interns to join me.
I should be embarrassed about this whole fiasco, but I’m totally not. Screw guys – Coby gave me a great reason to hate guys and sware off them for a good long time. The really hard part is gonna be my self esteem – I almost said yes to a threesome! Gross. Who am I.
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