"Are you sleeping??" I asked.
"No, I'm just laying down, watching TV." He said.
"Oh. Well we're still going out, right?"
"Yea, later." He replied.
"Well, when? You're not gonna fall asleep, are you???" I asked, panic creeping into my voice.
"No, I wont. I'll come over at 10." He assured me.
"Ok," I said, "Well I'm gonna call you around 9:30, just in case." I said.
"Alright, talk to you soon."
And that was pretty much our whole conversation. So I went about getting ready; very carefully choosing my outfit, since it's very rare that Boyfriend and I get to spend a night out together. Then 9:30 rolls around and I call him, and he doesn't answer! So I called him back like 4 more times, figuring maybe he didn't hear his phone or something, but he never answered!
So I sent him a text.
"Brandon! Where are you??? It's 9:50! You have 10 minutes to either get here, or call me back! If you stand me up tonight, I'm gonna be really mad!"
And stand me up he did.
I sent him another text that said, "Thanks a lot".
By 11 o'clock, I was all dressed up with no place to go, and so disappointed that I almost just went to bed. But then I got a text from Evan so I decided to go out with him instead. We met up with Alex (she was at Sophie's wedding, remember?) and her boyfriend, and overall we had a pretty good time!
Today when I woke up, I had a text from Brandon saying he was sorry, he fell asleep and that he was going to come over when he finished playing golf.
So I texted him back, "What time are you gonna be done?"
And he never responded.
A few hours went by and I then I called him.
Another hour went by and I tried him again.
Still no answer.
By this time, I wasn't just mad. I was frustrated, and hurt and upset. I mean...hello!? I can't really think of any excuse for that behavior. I'm his girlfriend for God's sake! Especially after he ditched me last night, he should be trying to make it up to me, not continuing to ignore me!
I sat and thought about it for a while, and I couldn't help but here the echoing chime of Melissa's voice telling me that you can never be too available, even for your boyfriend. ((Sigh)) And the worst part is that now I know she's right.
So finally, around 5 o'clock, he called me. I didn't answer.
He called again. I still didn't answer. I was full-blown pissed by now.
He sent me a text.
"Sorry, I forgot my phone at home when I went to play golf."
"Does it never occur to you that I might want or need to talk to you??" I responded. He's always "forgetting" his phone, or leaving in the car, or it's dead whenever I need to talk to him!!
"Sorry I didn't know till I was already at the course." He said.
"Well right now I'm feeling kind of...discarded. And shitty. And I'm frustrated and upset." I wrote.
He tried calling me again. I didn't answer. I knew if I talked to him he would just somehow make me forget the entire reason I was pissed in the first place. And I was determined to prove my point!
"I don't feel like talking on the phone right now." I texted him.
Then I went back to the movie I was watching.
Thirty more minutes went by and he tried calling again. I still didn't answer. I'm not going to talk to him until I see him at work. I mean I'm seriously upset. It's not fair that I always make him a priority, when apparently, I'm not one of his.