Alex2012 wrote:This guy, who lived in my neighborhood and who really liked me used to invite me to his house all of the time and would buy Chinese food for me almost every week...
Well, A few nights ago he invited me over for a movie at his house and he was flirting with me a lot more than usual, which prompted me to act a little more interested in him than I really was. I just didn't find him attractive and thought of him more as a friend. All of sudden, the doorbell rang and his best friend walked in and hung out with us for a little while. Something about this friend got me hot, so I started to flirt with him a little bit while the guy who liked me would leave to get more snacks and go to the bathroom. The best friend was drunk, but he definitely played along with it.
When I left the guy's house, I offered to drive his drunk friend home, which eventually turned into a trip back to my place. I fucked him six ways from Sunday, to be honest, and it was fucking hot and awesome. However, the next morning, the friend woke up and started freaking out. He said that he had gotten really drunk and that he regretted fucking me because his friend was really into me. I told him that I didn't like his friend like that like that but I consider him a great friend. A best friend, almost. He then started laughing and cussed me out, saying that I constantly lead his friend on, and I was being an evil bitch by not being straight with him. I got pissed and kicked him out of my house.
The next day the best friend returns to my house telling me that he told his friend about what happened that night. He told me that the friend got really upset and started throwing everything around the room, including pictures of us and his family. The best friend had to leave because the guy started throwing shit at him. Out of concerned, the friend asked me if I would go to the guy's house and I agreed. I mean, I don't get why the asshole would be mad. It's not like we were dating, right? There are plenty of fish in the sea, is how I see it. I wasn't even attracted to the guy. Whatever.
So I went there and knocked on the door. There was no answer but his car was in the driveway. I tried the door handle and it was unlocked so I went in calling his name. I heard no answer. I started walking around his house and saw that everything had been tossed around. I was scared but I was worried about him so I walked into his bedroom and..and saw that
He had hung himself.