The James Saga
Remember Ryan from "The Ryan Saga"?? I'm sure you do. Well, back in the days when we first met and things were happy and fun he introduced me to a friend of his named James. James had long ass hair, he loved Pantera and Alice in Chains and the day we met he had just gotten out of like juvie. He had a little theft problem and he kept breaking into houses when he was young so they put him away fro a while. We were like night and day. You would never have imagined that the two of us would become such good friends.
I'll never forget Ryan introducing me to James - he said "James, this is Carmen - she's the biggest bitch you'll ever meet". Nice greeting huh? James and I instantly hit it off - as friends. Nobody ever made me laugh as hard as James did. He could do impressions, he was fun, he was up for anything, he was sweet and caring - we became the best of friends. He was like no guy I ever knew. He had a major crush on me and he made sure that everyone knew it, but he wasn't creepy about it. He didn't make me feel uncomfortable, he knew I was in a relationship with Ryan, but it was nice to have a friend that truly cared about me and would do anything in his power to help me.
James's parents house was the hangout. We were all under the legal drinking age so we weren't into the bar scene yet. We just spent hours upon hours hanging out at James's house listening to music, hanging outside and causing chaos, dropping acid here and there, we had bonfires back in the woods a lot - they were some of the best times of my life. I had a huge group of friends that I hung with and all we cared about was having fun and living for the moment.
My parents loved James and he equally loved my parents. James was a super slut and he could get just about any girl that he wanted. Seriously, I'd bring a girl over and James would be like "hook me up" and I'd be like "James, dude, she's seriously out of your league" and after an hour or two James's sparking personality shown through and he always got the girl - it was fucking amazing. Especially considering that he had long hair, he wasn't into the music that me and my friends were into, he didn't dress the way we did, he didn't have a car, he didn't have money - but none of that mattered.
Anyway, James remained in my life for many many many years. We never lost touch. He was with me through the good and the bad with Ryan and with all of the guys that came after. He never judged me, he let me make my mistakes and even when I went through my major drug ordeal, he simply stayed by my side and took care of me when I wasn't able to take care of myself.
Around age 30 when everything came crumbling down and my "partying" turned into misery and I could no longer distinguish right from wrong I fucked James over hard core. He had no choice but to let me loose and I can't blame him. I thought we'd never speak again. I moved to Florida, we lost touch and fucking him over is one of my biggest regrets in my life - to be continued...