Job Offer
I’m desperately trying to sweep the whole lying situation under the rug at the moment, because I’m not sure how to deal with One Ball at all. I thought a solution in the shape of a job offer might’ve jumped directly into our paths, but that went awry, too.
Let’s start with the job offer.
“I’ve been offered a place in [town],” OB said to me. “It would be for a long while, too.”
My heart didn’t sink. Nope, it flipped instead. It sounded like a great solution for what was becoming a big problem. It meant that we could have some space between us. The town was one hundred plus miles from me – and we all know how much I love a long-distance relationship. I really, really do.
“Oh, that’s good, right?” I said, trying to sound chill but failing miserably.
“It was, yeah,” he answered.
That’s when my heart sank. Was?
OB went on to tell me that he’d turned the job offer down… because of me.
“Me?” I said, shocked. “Why me???”
“I want to stay close to you, keep falling in love with you,” he replied.
Fuck. Fuckity-fucky-fuck-fuck.
Falling in love with me? I don’t even know if I like him right now. He lied to me. Repeatedly. He’s probably still lying. I bet there’s still a kid or some other big secret that I don’t yet know about.
Why did he have to say that? Why couldn’t we have carried on trying to save our little “relationship” before throwing in the L-word – after he fucked it up.
“You don’t think the space would be good for us?” I asked, hopeful that we could at least talk about it.
“I don’t need space,” OB said. “I need to be close to you.”
Talking was out of the question, it seemed. He’d made the decision, submitted the paperwork, it was done. It definitely feels like something we should’ve talked about, though. I’d have told him to go.
I don’t trust that man. In turn, I don’t like him that much. Fuck him? Sure. Love him? Naaaah.
I’m not a monster, and you don’t need to lie to me. I’m a rational, slightly neurotic woman who asks questions and tries to be patient – and he should’ve known that. If he knew me, even a little bit, he’d have known that lying to me was not the way to go.
I need to break up with him, don’t I?
I can’t let him ruin his career for love… when love isn’t even on the table right now.
Bollocks.
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