The Update: The Broken Garden Sprinkler

Dear World,

So I am sure there is a fire under many of your booties, itching to know what happened between Nick and I. Well..... this may all come as a surprise but we got back together. Okay, okay I am only kidding. Hell no would I ever get back with Nick. But here is there real scoop. 

So after we broke up, I was perfectly fine. Like totally fine. No regrets on my part. I wish I could say the same about him, he was a wreck. But anyways, one night when my parents weren't home he decided to just show up! He found out from my cousin's boyfriend, who happens to be Nick's best friend. The gate guards called in, saying "We have a Nick at the front gate, should we let him in?" My blood was boiling, why would anyone do that? I figured it would be so much worse if I created a scene at the gate by not letting him in, and I really did not want to deal with that. So I hesitantly just let him in. He drives to the front of my house, his car sticking out like a sore thumb because it was such a piece of shit. Literally the bumper was dragging 5 seconds behind the rest of the car. 

So now he is just sitting in front of my house like a creeper. No knock on the door, no phone call. I see his car from the window thinking "what the fuck does he want me to do?" 15mins later he decides to call "can you come outside?" I asked him "why? why are you even here?" He relies "Please, just come outside." Why would anyone do that? But I did go outside, just because I didn't want him doing anything drastic in front of my house. 

Now we are in my front yard, just sitting. He asked me how I was, and I said "Peachy." And then out of the blue he starts crying. Why would anyone do that? And at that moment, I wished........ I hoped.......... I begged to be somewhere else. I really wanted to just tell him to go lay on the grass and water the lawn for me. Many of you probably wonder why I dislike him so much, I'll save that for another post. But anyways, he was just like a broken garden sprinkler. I hopelessly sat there waiting for him to stop, trying make out the sounds coming out of his mouth. Half words, half panting I had to tell him to calm down. He asked me "how did you get over it so fast?" Seriously, right now, I couldn't be honest, did I really want to make him cry even more? I just told him that I keep myself busy.

Remember that ring he had given me? Well I gave it back to him when we broke up, and he handed it back to me that night. He said "here, I engraved it, I want you to keep it." I was getting more and more awkward for me. I asked him "When did you do this?" He said "When you dumped me." I was thinking why would anyone do that? That was literally the question of the night. But after we talked, I calmed him down and managed to get him home. We really didn't say much of anything. I just told him that he'll be fine, and that he'll find someone. I told him "I'm an asshole, you don't want to be with me." And that only made him laugh, and want to be with me more. But I wasn't going to lead him on. I just told him to focus on other things. 

When I walked back inside, my cousin asked me, the one who knows I'm gay, "Did you ever love him?"

I replied "Love, the way I see it, is the reluctance to kill. And since Nick drove away tonight, still alive. I guess you can say I did." You see this is a typical me response. I don't like being mushy, and you know, that kind of crap. But I knew this would not be the last time I heard from Nick. Stay tuned.

-Anonymous 

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