Part 3, The Curtain

Where was I. The last thing he ever said, right.

We had planned on going away for the weekend to visit a friend of ours down south. Him and this friend always had this long standing rivalry, and I didn't know it at the time, but their friendship was hanging on by a thread. Now this friend constantly hit on me aswell, but not to the extent that Rocker did, and I appriciated it.

The night that we were supposed to leave, I called up rocker telling him I was going to pick him up. He came on the phone and asked incredulously, "Why would we leave tonight, theres ice on the road." Now, looking out my window, the roads were bone dry, they weren't even wet. But he couldn't be swayed, we weren't leaving under any circumstances because he did not want to die, and we surely would on these icy roads. There wasn't even snow on the grass this time of year, but he wouldn't budge. The more frustrated I got, the more he dug his heals in. Finally, pissed off, I said that he could drive himself up, and that I was going up without him. He laughed, but didn't say why, and hung up the phone.

I called the friend to say that I was coming up, but Rocker would be joining us tomorrow. "Um, I'm just on my way out. Rocker called about an hour ago and said you guys weren't coming, so I made other plans." That was it. I was furious, he had the testicles to call up and change our plans like he was in control of me. Friend was even more angry than I was.

So Saturday I called Rocker, and he didn't pick up the phone, and truthfully I secretly didn't want him to come, with the way he was acting. I ended up having a great weekend, and when I got home sunday night, we had our final conversation.

I blew up at him, telling him he had no right to call and cancel plans like he owned me and didn't need to clear things like this. He did the most irritating thing he could. He gave one word non-commital answers, and when I finally got tired of screaming, he said "Fine, Just friends."

That was it.

I Found out later, the moment those words left his lips, him and his girlfriend got back together. As of now he hasn't spoken to me in a few months. At first I thought he was just being stubborn and not answering me, and he would evetually give in when he saw it didn't bother me. But a few days ago I got a call from Singer.

We got talking about Rocker and he said that Rocker had shared some information with Singer. He said that the reason Rocker wasn't speaking to me was that his girlfriend had forbade him. Not bad for someone I thought had no spine, but the worst was still to come.

"Thats not all, Irish. She thinks you were the one hitting on him. I think deep down she knows he'd leave her in a second for you, and that's why she doesn't want him talking to you."

My mind went numb. I couldn't function for a minute or so. How DARE he turn this around on me? I endure almost 2 years of sexual harassment, and suddenly i'm the bad guy? And she doesn't even get to hear my side of the story? The Guys all know it, and if she ever bothered to ask i'm sure they'd straighten her out, but she won't. Now hes gone to the extreme and won't go to the same parties as me, unless its mandatory like a birthday.

So thats the good, the bad, and the Unlucky, although i'm hard pressed to find where the good was in all that.