Worst. Visual. Ever.
In college, at a party with my girlfriend and a bunch of other people. I had a bit too much to drink and was lying down on the couch when a friend came over with a really strange look on his face and told me that my girlfriend was in the upstairs bedroom and I really should check on her.
A bit confused and still half wasted, I stumble upstairs and open the door to see her in bed naked with a guy I don’t know on top of her.
They see me come in and she starts pushing at the guy and telling him to get off her. He does his best impression of a deer in the headlights and doesn’t move.
In my less-than-lucid state my mind comes to the conclusion that since I loved her she would never cheat on me, and her telling the guy to get off meant he must be raping her.
So I took the obvious course of action and did my best attempt at a flying drop kick right into the guy and boot him off the side of the bed.
My girlfriend starts screaming at me, “What’s wrong with you, why would you do that”. I try to explain that I’m helping but she starts hitting me so I retreat out of the room even more confused than ever.
There’s a crowd outside already. Someone shouts that they’re calling the police. Others start pushing me out of the house. I try to explain that I’m not the bad guy here, but no one wants to listen. I get thrown out.
I walk a couple blocks to where my car was parked. It’s cold as s*** but my jacket was back at the house. I get in the car, but pass out before I can start it and drive anywhere (the one good thing that happened that night).
I woke up the next morning with a hangover and a voicemail from my girlfriend saying that she’s breaking up with me because of how much I embarrassed her at the party. (kestralsintax)
All the Lies
Thankfully it was only a girlfriend.
Anyways, we lived together, and I got released early (military at the time) and came home. Caught her in the act, and honestly I think it was the dudes reaction that kept me calmer then anything.
He started yelling at her “who the f*** is this guy, and you said you were single.” She had lied through her teeth to the guy (and to be honest, I’ve never been one the hang pictures or anything, or to live like a slob so it is fairly believable he didn’t know a guy lived there.)
Anyways, I just started packing my stuff, and she tried to yell at me, and cuss at me and stop me from packing. She tried to take stuff from me, and dumped my bags, and I just kept my head down and kept packing away.
Honestly, I think I took it the best way I could. There was other stuff like quickly contacting the landlord, and informing him I was moving out (at will tenant in a month to month lease) and getting out of there the next day. But my reaction was the only sensible thing I could do at the time I think.(theostrichsays)
Had a group of friends tell me that they knew my then-girlfriend had cheated on me with 3 other guys. I didn’t believe it, and they drove me out to the party where she was at (unbeknownst to me). All three guys were guys I knew, and they were all at this party.
I stalked through the party looking for her, but I found two of the guys hanging out, confronted them, and they admitted it and apologized. I just walked off.
I kept looking around for her, and finally found her in one of the upstairs bedrooms, just getting dressed after banging the third guy. He was just standing there shirtless with all these piercings, with this smug-ass look on his face, and so I confronted him and he said “It’s just sex, I don’t even like her.”
I grabbed a nipple ring in each hand and ripped those f***ers right out. Walked out of there with him screaming and bleeding as a bunch of people ran in to see what the deal was. [deleted user]
Worst. Visual. Ever.