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2014-08-24 20:57:30 (UTC)

Entry fourty-two

I talked to Aaron the other day. Told him about the whole relationship issue. I was honest, admitted my mistakes, and what I thought was going on as opposed to what the others think happened.

And to my surprise, he doesn't hate me.
He didn't yell. Didn't get upset. And he didn't break up with me.
He agreed with me when I told him how manipulating Dan was, even implying that before I said it.

I'm shocked. And amazed. Shocked in a good way. Because he doesn't hate me, he trusts me (YAY!) and he's not breaking up with me. Now I have to keep that trust. Should be easy, for the most part I don't mess up THAT much xD

Then he said he'd try and sort things out with the others once I told him that they'd never listen to my excuse. And if they did, well, they've already heard Dan's side of things, so they wouldn't believe mine. I've insisted that he shouldn't, that I'm fine and that they'll have ways, "evidence" that they can produce to convince him to believe the same things that they do. I know it'll make matters worse. But he still insists upon it. And it worries me greatly.

When I did talk to Jack a little while back, he asked me if I was OK, because he would send me a message and it'd take a little while for me to reply. I was in a call at the time and playing a few games, and I didn't really know how to respond to what he said, which is why I left it. So when he asked I told him I was, kind of.

In reality, I wanted to extend on that, and tell him that I miss talking to him and Dan and being friends with them. I miss it a lot.
Shows just how manipulative Dan can be, huh?

He made me rely entirely on him to keep in contact with Jack, Jeffery and Aaron. If I lost contact to him, I lost contact to the others. That was pretty much the deal. During our relationship he said countless things, from emotional blackmail to verbal threats. These were never to inflict physical harm on me, but to break up with me if I didn't do a certain thing, which was generally to cooperate with him.

So naturally, due to him being my only link to the others, when he started wanting to leave, I was forced to beg and plead to him every evening over text for him to stay. But, over the course of the daytime, he was so nice to me I always forgot the constant threat looming over my head, hence why I started to like him again. By the time I told him, though, I only meant it as a friend. Of course, he took it the wrong way and it spiralled downwards into what it's become.

I've got to give it to him. He's a clever fucking bastard.




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