My first friend when I moved to Utah in Grade five. Our friendship lasted until the end of freshman (Grade nine) year of High School. He was physically abusive in the beginning e.g. punched, pushed, etc. and towards the end, also became more verbally abusive e.g. maintaining status quo of manliness, mentally degrade me, etc. I told him to stop throughout our friendship, only to hear my voice echo amongst an empty auditorium. I was torn; he was being a complete asshole but was at times he actually was cool to hang around with but lets be real here, I don't have any other friends to begin with other than a few school acquaintances and I'm not that socially outgoing. Now, this dude had another friend or should I say, goon. Instead of
him physically/mentally molesting me, I now had two blokes to deal with.
I remember the day when
the line must be drawn [here!]. There was a new guy entering our "circle" of friends. He and I got along splendidly. Too bad too, he moved only after six months of being in school. Nonetheless, he and I basically were playing some used map settings maps in starcraft all day and I got a telephone call from
him. I answer and get chewed out for not going skiing today. Well, I told him, "it was raining, so why even bother?" [expletive] [expletive] [how dumb I am] [how much of a pussy I am] and then I hear "Yeah Noel" from another voice on the phone. Jesus Christ. He setup a god damn conference call. A friend of mine has told me the "horror" stories of girls talking to one another and ask questions about girl x with girl y with girl x listening in on the conference call, unbeknowest to girl y. I was enraged.
I didn't really swear too much in high school but god damn, did I tell him
this was bullshit and how he (he and the other dude - same thing, like the borg collective) shouldn't treat people like that. I gave him the final ultimatum. Either curve your behavior drastically or it's over. He didn't stop and I told him over the phone we're done. (My, this whole story sounds like a traumatic breakup) I refused to speak with him in public and associated myself away from him. He called a few times and I told him to stop calling me and that my decision is final. He stopped calling and we went our separate paths. His goon moved to Oklahoma. Good riddance, that place sounds shitty (by the way, I'm fully aware of the irony here, so don't bother). As for
him? I've heard that he is majoring in geography in a community college and a huge stoner. Two of the "pussy" activities I did are now his interests: computer gaming and metal music (I admit, when I was his friend I had a rap phase I'm quite ashamed of, which was quickly remedied with punk from my older bro's friends). C'est la vie. While I'm at it, fuck his cunt ass twin sister as well, she was a real bitch.
And for me? Well, I started to hang out with my older brothers friends, whom shared a lot of my interests and to this day, find me to be the much cooler brother.