After weeks of talking and hoping, and even fearing a little bit, May 6 finally arrived. Britt promised we’d basically be a couple for that one weekend and we could kiss and all that stuff, just like we always wanted to…

I remember driving to the train station. I was trembling. I mean…come on…put yourself in my shoes. :p

So I go to the train station and see her…immediately something was wrong. She wasn’t the same girl. She looked the same, but her eyes were empty…they didn’t have the same gleam I was captivated by that warm April day. I knew from the start this was a mistake…

It was that weekend I realized how mortal I really was.

So we had a big hug and stuff and Britt then pushed away and said, “Look, Gav…I’m dating Danny and stuff…so…I really don’t want to ‘be a couple’ like we said we would…you understand, right?”

”Yeah…..no yeah that’s fine…of course I do.”

I wished someone would kill me right then and there.

I got her bags, put them in my car, and took her home. We were talking, but it wasn’t the same…all she talked about was Danny; their favorite positions, kinkiest things they’ve done, his hair, his eyes…everything. I didn’t want to hear it. It was like laying down tied to a table and letting her beat the ever loving crap out of me (horrible analogy but you get the idea).

Finally, it came time to go to prom…we got ready and went. On the ride we listened to the mix I made…basically, it was “our” songs…songs about lyrics that reminded us of each other and stuff like that.

We got to the prom and everyone was like “Whoa, it’s Gav and Britt! He wasn’t kidding!” etc….everyone basically knew how important this was to me.

The whole night Britt and I talked about her and Danny…well…it was mostly her talking. “Danny’s so perfect…he’s my foofbear. I love him!” I wanted someone to stab me in the temples. I was heartbroken. This was not the Brittany I fell in love with.

Finally, after prom ended, that’s when we were supposed to go to the beach and cuddle under the stars and stuff. Britt called Danny and Danny said he wanted to talk to me.

”If you touch her I swear to God I will ****ing kill you…do you understand?”

”Yeah…whatever. I told her I wouldn’t. You’re her boyfriend and I respect that. I just want her here with me, man, I don’t want sex.”

”Remember: I will ****ing kill you.”

We went to my friend Pete’s house after prom and…well…Britt got a few drinks in her. I went downstairs for a second because my friend Liz noticed something was wrong so I told her what was going on. Liz is like, my best friend that I’ve kind of always had a thing for (that’s another story). She told me it would be OK and to just make the best of it.

I went upstairs and Britt wasn’t there. I asked where she was; Pete took her upstairs to his room.

I haven’t spoken to Pete since. Pete, the kid I grew up with and was my best friend since I was a baby, totally ****ed me over.

I couldn’;t breathe and I almost passed out. If Liz wasn’t there for me, I probably would’ve killed myself or something.

So I wake up the next morning and Britt came downstairs. She was all cheery and acted as if she didn’t just **** my best friend…I couldn’t even look her in the eye.

We left and went to my house. We took showers and stuff and then went out. We went to the mall to go shopping. Long story short, I dropped about $500 on her for clothes, including a few for Danny.

I’m a sucker for a girl who says she loves me.

So yeah…that night we went to some party the next town over.

Brittany again ****ed some other dude. I don’t know his name nor do I care to know, really.

Sunday morning I woke up and showered and stuff. I took Britt out to breakfast before her train came. She talked the whole time about how Pete and that kid were “good” in bed…I kept hoping I would choke to death on my eggs. Maybe then she’d pity me and spare me.

So yeah, fast forward; We were at the Silver Line (Silver Line…silver screen…anyone else see the parallel for “our last scene,” eh? Eh?) and her train was there, going to depart in about 5 minutes. I was carrying her bags and she showed the conductor guy her ticket. She walked by and the conductor wouldn’t let me on without a ticket. We argued for a few minutes before finally I just shoved him out of the way and walked onto the train with Britt’s stuff.

I got Brittany all situated and then we went outside the train. The train was about to leave and Britt looked at me.

“Gav, I had a really great time…thank you soooo much!”

“Yeah…yeah no problem.”

She gave me a tight hug that seemed to last forever. Finally, I pushed her away. She looked at me with a puzzled look. I took a deep breath and it took me all my strength to say this:

”Brittany…I love you.”

She gave me a playful look and said, “Awww…Gav…”

She then puckered her lips jokingly for a kiss…who was I to say no? I gave her a quick peck on the lips. She then danced away on the train and waved at me through the window. She pulled her out phone and called someone…I assume it was Danny.

The train left and I stood standing there for a good 5 minutes before I just collapsed to my knees.

I broke down crying…I had nothing to hold back. I wasn’t ashamed because I couldn’t think. All I could feel was this horrible horrible horrible emptiness in my chest. Generic? Maybe, but that’s the only reason I can explain it…

So yeah…that’s my story. She still calls me at times. I don’t answer. She leaves voicemails saying “Gav I miss you! I’m sorry. I love you, I promise. Please call me!” I never do. She sent me a text message the other day, saying she had a dream about me…and prom…I haven’t asked what it was about. I had to change my screen name twice because she somehow found my screen names.

So yeah…that’s it. Take it or leave it, I guess.

:upset:

-Gav

what is going on here?

[QUOTE=CommieCanada]what is going on here?[/QUOTE]
Gavs tellign us a story.

Its liek Jackinory, but not.

/reads final bit.

[QUOTE=CommieCanada]what is going on here?[/QUOTE]

They wanted to hear my really depressing story about what happened last year at prom...:p

Untitled: I don't wear girl pants anymore. :lol:

-Gav

Aw :(

Some parts of your story remind me of Gaby's...and I totally feel for you even more there. Man, that blows. But life can improve man, and it will :)

Glad you're over her now.

[QUOTE=Untitled]Gavs tellign us a story.

Its liek Jackinory, but not.

/reads final bit.[/QUOTE]
true story?

whoa...

/doesn't know what to say...

Gav man that's terrible..

I feel so depressed now :(

[QUOTE=AZNGuitaristDude101]The Lua one. Chelsea posted it on Brandon's forums for everyone to hear. :p[/QUOTE]
Oh yeah, thanks man.

Dude, Gav, all the sympathy I have goes out to you. Wow...

[QUOTE=CommieCanada]true story?[/QUOTE]
guess so.

that really blows dude. I have been in your situation a few times.

maybe ill have the balls to share sometime

[QUOTE=CommieCanada]true story?[/QUOTE]

Yeah,,,100% true,.

Thanks, guys...now I feel poopy again. :(

-Gav

[QUOTE=CommieCanada]true story?[/QUOTE]
Yep, either that or he's a good story maker.

Gav: That sucks, seriously.

Im happy you got over the girl pants to :)

Gavin, we love you, kid.

But you're okay, now... right?

Gav that's such a sad story. I think you are doing the right thing by ignoring her.

I like how you're so sensitive Adam.

[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]Yeah,,,100% true,.

Thanks, guys...now I feel poopy again. :(

-Gav[/QUOTE]
No no no. Feel good for telling it. You need to share stuff like that sometimes :)

PS Never regret that you don't talk to her anymore. Love is only worth so much.

Yeah...I'm over her. I mean, I still care about her and it's tough not to answer the phone when she calls...sometimes I give in and tell her I really just don't want to talk to her but she still calls. It's tough but I gotta ignore her.

Thanks again, guys...I don't really want your pity, but hey, you asked for a story. I hope it met expectations. :lol:

-Gav

Yeah, Gav, telling people sometimes is the only way to relieve the pain.

...so how about pop-punk, eh? Eh?

Pretty nifty, amirite?

-Gav

you know, after all that it got me thinking about my ****ty girl stories and I went through one of the exact same situations as Dante on Clerks. This girl cheated on me a godawful amount of times and a half.

Half, because i got drunk and passed out in a dark room and she jumped all over me, but she called me another guys name who she was supposed to meet in a dark room. She didn't even know i was at the party.

I love how there's actually a serious discusion in this thread.

[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]Yeah...I'm over her. I mean, I still care about her and it's tough not to answer the phone when she calls...sometimes I give in and tell her I really just don't want to talk to her but she still calls. It's tough but I gotta ignore her.

Thanks again, guys...I don't really want your pity, but hey, you asked for a story. I hope it met expectations. :lol:

-Gav[/QUOTE]
Nah man, don't give in. Gaby's situation with her ex is similar...and she doesn't talk to him ever, and I know that it probably hurts...but it's better for her. Don't cave. Just find an actual good, nice girl to take your mind off it :)

Yo Gav I need a new band.

Like one to listen to.

Oh, and is your band's stuff up on anything other than myspace because myspace is gay and it doesn't let me look at band's pages for some reason.

[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]Yeah...I'm over her. I mean, I still care about her and it's tough not to answer the phone when she calls...sometimes I give in and tell her I really just don't want to talk to her but she still calls. It's tough but I gotta ignore her.

Thanks again, guys...I don't really want your pity, but hey, you asked for a story. I hope it met expectations. :lol:

-Gav[/QUOTE]
Its cool, just makes me feel pathetic, things like, i asked a girl to the pictures and she said "maybe we should just stick to going the pub" in all honesty i wasnt that botherd, but still, u know.

Im also geting realy depressed, because theres a TV show on, a learning one for teachers to video and show there pupils, and im geting all the questions wrong, its for 10 year olds, ive totaly forgot how to do all math.

Goodnight guys.

[QUOTE=Fire Whispers]Yo Gav I need a new band.

Like one to listen to.

Oh, and is your band's stuff up on anything other than myspace because myspace is gay and it doesn't let me look at band's pages for some reason.[/QUOTE]
[url]www.purevolume.com/terminal[/url]

give them a go

Man, this is the first time I've ever been really depressed in Pop-Punk after reading that story :upset:

After reading stories like those, I am reminded of how boring my life is. :(

Night Rissa

I should be "sick" tommorow... I need a day off and the weekends haven't provided that due to hanging out with friends/basketball games and such.

My brother was sick today, so maybe I can say I got what he had.

*werd to Justin, you're not the only one with a boring life.

Thanks Andy.