kaylachaotic
May 9, 2011, 08:01 PM
So here's what happened.
About a week ago, my boyfriend of 5 months told me he was going to a strip club for his best friend shawn's 18th birthday, and that it had been planned for a couple of years. He invited me to come, and said they were going on Saturday night.
He told me before the scenario even came up, like a couple months into our relationship that he wasn't into strip clubs. They're fun to go to, fun to watch people naked. Entertaining and that's it. That he had only been once. Never got a hard on from it. The only reason he was going this time is because it was his friend's birthday. If it weren't for his friend's birthday, if it was just for the hell of it, he wouldn't have gone because it's pointless.
So all week, those were my plans, and I didn't have to worry about him getting lap dances or whatever because I'd be sitting right there.
Well on that Friday night, I had a performance at a local coffee house. He came to watch me, and then told me he had to leave because shawn was at his house waiting for him. I had asked earlier that day what they were doing and at first he said they were probably just going out to dinner. Then a few hours later it turned into a bonfire, just the guys. I didn't buy it for one second.
He barely texted me all night, told me the next morning his phone died. But it didn't, because verizon always shows the checkmarks next to the texts when they're received and the person's phone is on. So when I was talking to him in the morning, I asked that since the guys all celebrated shawn's birthday the night before, if we were still going to the strip club that night. And he said no, I guess shawn doesn't want to go anymore. (yeah that makes tons of sense, because he would just not want to go after it being planned for two years.. not to mention his Facebook status at 11 at night was "handing out dollars")..
I must have asked him about 50 times if he was going/was at/went to the strip club. A bunch of times at my performance, a bunch of times during the night, and a **** ton of times the next day when he picked me up. EVERY SINGLE TIME HE SAID NO. he even was so persistent in lying that after 10 times on Saturday he threatened to take to me home if I asked again.
I already knew, I'm not dumb. That night I had a horrible dream that he definitely did go, I saw it all. I saw everything. I woke up crying at 530 in the morning and got out of his bed and laid on the couch and cried. He woke out and came out to me and asked why I was on the couch and why I was so upset. All I said to him was "you know what you did" and he went back into his room without saying a word.
I feel like our relationship is ruined because he lied to me that badly. Of course I wasn't comfortable with him going to the strip club, but as long as he didn't get a lapdance he really didn't do anything wrong.. but he lied. He didn't lie just once, he lied and lied and lied. He said he was never going to tell me.
I can't believe anything he says now. I ask him if he got a lapdance and he says "no way i have never gotten a lapdance and i never will. they're expensive and the girls are gross. why would i pay 35 dollars for some slut to dance on me for one minute?"
But how am I supposed to believe that after all the lies he tried to feed me?
Help me please.
About a week ago, my boyfriend of 5 months told me he was going to a strip club for his best friend shawn's 18th birthday, and that it had been planned for a couple of years. He invited me to come, and said they were going on Saturday night.
He told me before the scenario even came up, like a couple months into our relationship that he wasn't into strip clubs. They're fun to go to, fun to watch people naked. Entertaining and that's it. That he had only been once. Never got a hard on from it. The only reason he was going this time is because it was his friend's birthday. If it weren't for his friend's birthday, if it was just for the hell of it, he wouldn't have gone because it's pointless.
So all week, those were my plans, and I didn't have to worry about him getting lap dances or whatever because I'd be sitting right there.
Well on that Friday night, I had a performance at a local coffee house. He came to watch me, and then told me he had to leave because shawn was at his house waiting for him. I had asked earlier that day what they were doing and at first he said they were probably just going out to dinner. Then a few hours later it turned into a bonfire, just the guys. I didn't buy it for one second.
He barely texted me all night, told me the next morning his phone died. But it didn't, because verizon always shows the checkmarks next to the texts when they're received and the person's phone is on. So when I was talking to him in the morning, I asked that since the guys all celebrated shawn's birthday the night before, if we were still going to the strip club that night. And he said no, I guess shawn doesn't want to go anymore. (yeah that makes tons of sense, because he would just not want to go after it being planned for two years.. not to mention his Facebook status at 11 at night was "handing out dollars")..
I must have asked him about 50 times if he was going/was at/went to the strip club. A bunch of times at my performance, a bunch of times during the night, and a **** ton of times the next day when he picked me up. EVERY SINGLE TIME HE SAID NO. he even was so persistent in lying that after 10 times on Saturday he threatened to take to me home if I asked again.
I already knew, I'm not dumb. That night I had a horrible dream that he definitely did go, I saw it all. I saw everything. I woke up crying at 530 in the morning and got out of his bed and laid on the couch and cried. He woke out and came out to me and asked why I was on the couch and why I was so upset. All I said to him was "you know what you did" and he went back into his room without saying a word.
I feel like our relationship is ruined because he lied to me that badly. Of course I wasn't comfortable with him going to the strip club, but as long as he didn't get a lapdance he really didn't do anything wrong.. but he lied. He didn't lie just once, he lied and lied and lied. He said he was never going to tell me.
I can't believe anything he says now. I ask him if he got a lapdance and he says "no way i have never gotten a lapdance and i never will. they're expensive and the girls are gross. why would i pay 35 dollars for some slut to dance on me for one minute?"
But how am I supposed to believe that after all the lies he tried to feed me?
Help me please.