Part 2

Context: Your boyfriend got out of a BAD relationship a good year before he met you. You helped him get back into a routine, get his life back, and slowly fell in love. Despite that, despite all of his good qualities, he is still wrapped up in his abusive ex to the point where you feel like he's about to gain one more.

Setting: A frat party

Tags:[MM4F][Lovers to Exes?][Drunk Negligent Boyfriend Speaker][Confident Frat Boy Speaker][Absolutely Done Listener][Ex Drama][Meet-Cute?][Fight][Argument][Absent][Supportive]vs[Absent][Choosing][CW: Mentions of Gaslighting/Theoretical Cheating/Break-Ups]

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[T] = Troy, your boyfriend [E] = Eamond aka 'E' aka frat boy friendo

[Scene opens at a frat party]

[SFX: Party music]

[You maneuver the inside of a frat house, looking for your boyfriend. It takes a few minutes of drunken bumping and a few cheeky gropes before you see him leaning against a wall in the kitchen]

[Pause!]

[He smiles drunkenly as you approach him]

[T] “Baby! Hey! You made it!”

[...]

[His smile fades to confusion and then briefly to horrified realization]

[T] “Oh, uh… Yeah, I guess I did say I wouldn’t be at this party…”

[...]

[T] “Look, I just wanted to say bye to Mindy before she left the state, alright? That’s why I didn’t tell you… I knew you’d get mad for no good reason because, even though she’s my ex, I am not like that and you don’t need to worry about me being faithful, alright?”

[...]

[T] “I… A white lie once in a while doesn’t mean you can’t trust me!”

[Pause!]

[T] “Yes, OK! Yes, I am aware this is the same Mindy that damned near broke me. This is for my sense of closure, OK? I just want to get it over with and then we can go home. That’s why I called you…”

[...]

[T] “Baby, c’mon… You trust me, don’t you? I’m not a cheater. I’m not the best at thinking things out, but I’d never hurt you like that.”

[...]

[T] “Just… gimme thirty minutes. Go sit in the living room, I’ll say my piece, and then we can go home. I’ll make it up to you then, alright?”

[...]

[Mindy joins the party, smug as ever. You show tremendous heroism in not socking her in her face]

[T] “Mindy, hey! Yeah, my girlfriend is just here to get me home once we’re done talking. Babe, some privacy, please? I’ll be done soon, I promise.”

[...]

[You inhale through your nose, turn and march into the rowdy living room]

[E, slightly muffled] “No, I’ve got the controllers, let me just get the console up, and then we can crash on the couch to play!”

[SFX: The couch creaking as the Listener sits]

[...]

[Listener had never heard such bullshit.]

[You’re sitting, stewing in rage when a handsome young man plops by your side]

[SFX: Couch plopping]

[E] “Pardon us, miss. We were just playing this game where you have to use plastic guns. Didn’t mean to disturb your, um… angry vibrating?”

[...]

[The man smiles]

[E] “Hey, if you want to play, go for it. We’ve been stuck on this insanely hard level for like thirty minutes. Have had to reset and reconnect the console like five times just from Josh raging. Try not to do it this time, eh, Josh?”

[Pause.]

[He pauses. The other frat boys look taken aback as well]

[E] “...You heard her, Josh. Give her both guns.”

[SFX: The Listener clicking the triggers a few times/House of the Dead-style ambiance, or CarnEvil, if you’re a person of culture]

[E] “Ready, my friend?”

[Pause.]

[E] “Alright… Let’s go!”

[SFX: Arcade shootout noises for a bit with the occasional impressed reactions from the fratties]

[E] “She’s killing it!”

[Pause!]

[E] “No, seriously, that’s amazing! You’re in there with two Uzis like it is NO problem!”

[Before long, the frat boys are cheering you on as you mow down zombies, giant, mutant babies, etc. The occasional innocent blonde girl in a pink tube top, who’s counting?]

[E] “Almost… Almost, you just need one more hit on the Krampus boss!”

[Pause!]

[E] “Oh man, oh man oh man! I feel like I’m starting to get vapors over here from Missus Cool Guy, hehe.”

[Pause~]

[He laughs]

[E] “Ohhh, Missus Cool Guy was your mom, huh? What do I call you, then?”

[SFX: Some more shots and victory noises]

[E] “Holy shit, I call you the fucking CHAMP is what I call you! Dual-wielding Queen, let’s hear, it boys!”

[SFX: Cheering]

[You smile for the first time in…?]

[The handsome lad puts an arm around and draws you into his side]

[E] “Man! Glad you were here tonight, otherwise we might never have beaten the stupid game. Who invited you, by the way?”

[...]

[E] “...I see. That your boy over there with Mindy?”

[...]

[E] “Bet. What’s his name?”

[Pause]

[E] “Troy? Perfect. Boys, you know what to do.”

[You watch in confusion as all the frat boys take out some paper and start scribbling]

[Pause]

[E] “Why are they getting out paper and writing something down? You’ll see. Hey, Troy!”

[Your boyfriend turns towards you, confused]

[T] “Can I help you?”

[E] “Yeah. You got deep pockets?”

[T] “...What?”

[E] “In your pants. You got deep pockets?”

[T] “Uhh…I guess?”

[????]

[The handsome man smirks and winks at you]

[E] “Good. She’s gonna need that much space to carry both all of these phone numbers and the amount of self-respect you’re displaying here. Here’s my number, sweetheart. My name is Eamond, by the way, but folks just call me ‘E’.”

[Your boyfriend turns red. You turn redder]

[T] “Excuse me?? What the fuck do you think you’re doing hitting on my girlfriend like that?!”

[E, feigning confusion] “Whaaaat, I thought that was your girl over there! Mindy, isn’t that your man?”

[The girl looks away, smugness crushed under embarrassment]

[T] “Mindy is my ex. I came here to say my goodbyes before she left to return for school.”

[E] “Oh, cool! Then your girl should be able to accept numbers from guys that want to keep in touch after she leaves, right?”

[Troy turns, eyes blistering with fury]

[T] “...Look, I don’t know what your deal is-”.

[E, coldly] “I think you do.”

[SFX: The party quieting a little]

[T] “...excuse me?”

[E] “You know what my deal is because I’m the guy that guys like you hate the most. The one that can’t leave things alone when they don’t feel right to me, and what you’re doing is, no offense, fucking gross. You’re off your ass drunk but you haven’t even been here that long, from what I can tell, so you either drove drunk or hitched a ride to come and get your ego stroked while your actual girlfriend came here to get you.”

[T] “Dude. You don’t know-”.

[E] “I know Mindy. Mindy is also my ex. She’s also, on top of all of that, a manipulative snake of a woman who one hundred percent aimed to seduce you tonight just to rub it in your girl’s face here. I bet she gave you the ol’ ‘save me’ story, made you feel all manly and stoic, like a real savior, and you probably get off feeling good at something, right?”

[Pause!]

[SFX: Stomping and a door slamming shut]

[He rolls his eyes as Mindy storms from the now quiet room and slams the door shut behind her]

[E] “Yeah, you can eat my ass right back, Mindy! At least mine doesn’t have any plastic in it!”

[T] “You are pushing me over the fucking line, man! Mindy, wait!”

[Pause!]

[Your boyfriend stops as you yell at him]

[T] “Babe, I HAVE to go after her, she could hurt herself!”

[E] “Doubtful. She’s just using you, dude. Meanwhile, your girlfriend is here, being awesome, and you’re throwing it away for someone that did you dirty… Be smart, here.”

[...]

[Troy looks from E to you, enraged and struggling]

[T] “...If I leave, are you seriously going to hold it against me?”

[...]

[T] “She could get hurt! She’s tipsy too, and if she tries to drive… I’d be a terrible person if I didn’t at least check on her, alright?”

[...]

[T] “Look, I… I have to go, OK? I’ll text you later!”

[He hurries out before you can comprehend what happened]

[...]

[E] “...Sorry for starting shit. I didn’t expect him to be that… wow. Just wow. Are you OK?”

[...]

[E] “...He’s a dick to treat you like that. I understand he’s concerned about Mindy, and that’s fine, but she still has him twisted up… While expecting you to carry the workload while he takes his sweet-ass time trying to get his shit together. I don’t doubt she hurt him, believe me, but… Listen, me and the boys are happy to hang. It looks like you could use a night off from any more drama.”

[...]

[E] “...If you want to work out some of that anger, there’s always laser paintball…”

[...?]

[He grins]

[E] “Ohh yeah, they have great nachos.”

[...]

[Fuck it.]

[E] “Yes! C’mon, boys, we have a nice lady to attend to. Let’s make it a night to remember, yeah?”

[They cheer, rowdy and obnoxious but… there. It’s a bitter feeling, leaving without your boyfriend, but you’re sure Mindy can take care of him just fucking fine.]

[To be continued]

Note: Apologies to all Mindys out there, I’m sure you are all nice, non-sociopathic peeps, for the most part.