This is the first time I’ll be posting here and apologies in advance for the bad grammar, English isn’t my native language.
Just a bit of a backstory, my then-boyfriend (let’s name him John) was a frat brother of my ex (let’s name him Max). I actually know John because of Max. Max and I had a really bad break up and as a way of revenge, I hit on John.
Eventually, John and I started dating. Six months into our relationship, John went on to an out-of-town trip. While I don’t normally touch his things, his ipad just kept on receiving a messenger notification. I took a glimpse at it and found out he was flirting with someone else.
I was devastated. I went to the nearest bar and started drinking to my heart’s content. Much to my surprise, I bumped into Max who was also alone that night. The alcohol was already kicking in so with nothing to lose, I stood up and sat beside him.
“Why are you alone?” He asked. “Where’s John?”
“Guess what, he’s cheating on me the same way you did.” I said, shrugging.