Story time..
So I was at my friends house for a small get-together. It was more or less a dude party with the exception of this one girl that my very best friend has been trying to get with for some time. They had hooked up one time or another but never anything serious. I knew he really liked her but since she didn't share the feelings I just figured he had decided to deal with being friendzoned for the time being.
After some heavy drinking and lots of generally acting retarded, everyone decides its time to pass out. I go downstairs to sleep in the guest room where I normally stay and this girl follows me. One thing leads to another and we end up making out. I repeatedly ask her how she feels about my friend while we're hooking up, debating with myself whether I should keep going or end it right there. Midway through my buddy walks in, I'm just laying there in my boxers surprised, he stares at us for a minute and then begins to beat the shit out of me. In my drunken stupor I just curl up into the fetal position and pretty much get the shit kicked out of me for a good 30 minutes.
I finally get him to stop hitting me and am able to put my pants on at the least. I run out of the room with the girl still laying there. I run into the room right next to it which has two bunk beds and climb into the top bunk where one of my friends is kind of passed out. Within two minutes, everyone else from the party comes downstairs looking for places to pass out. They come into the room I'm hiding in and just start hanging out. The girl runs into this room and jumps into the top bunk with me. My buddy comes in, sees her with me, then grabs my arm and pulls me right off the top bunk and starts beating the shit out of me again in front of everyone.
Finally, after many attempts to calm the situation, he eventually leaves still pissed off. I just lay there stunned and drunk. Some of the kids drag me back into the bed and I just eventually pass out. The next morning I just book it out of there as fast as I can. As of now, I am missing a best friend who has done nothing but help me. (Minus this night of course)
Later I find out that he had confessed his love to her only a day or so before all this happened. He hates me for this among other things I suppose, and I really don't know how I'm ever going to go about repairing this friendship.
Just what the fuck.. I had to share this with someone..
