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turtle-steverogers · 6 years ago

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Departed Chap 4 Pt 2

Ship: Slow burn Sprace

Warnings: Panic attack, abuse mentions

“Aye, Racer! Spot! Over here!” The boys were greeted by Albert’s loud voice upon arrival at the ice rink. Everyone else was already there and in various stages of lacing up their ice skates. After waving them over, Albert turned his attention back to Finch, who was having trouble lacing up his skates. Race and Spot watched as Albert moved his hands away from the laces and kissed his forehead before expertly lacing and tightening them for him.

“They’re disgustingly adorable,” Spot murmured as Finch kissed Albert as a thank you.

“Honestly, I can’t even be mad- they’re literally perfect for each other.” Race said, gently tugging Spot’s sleeve to lead him to the ice skate rental stand.

After they each had gotten their skates, they joined the others at the benches.

“Jus’ a fair warning, I’m awful at ice skating,” Spot said as he tied up his skates.

“I gotchu,” Race said, holding out a hand to help Spot up, “I’m decent at it.”

“Oh yeah,” Spot laughed, “Didn’t ya do like five years of what was it? Ice theatre or whatever?”

“Theatre on Ice?” Race supplied, nodding grimly, “Yes, don’t remind me. Those were my pre-dancer days, I didn’t know what I was doin’ with my life.”

Spot chuckled again and moved to step tentatively onto the ice. He was able to keep himself fairly steady for all of thirty seconds until he tried to actually skate. His legs began to wobble violently and he flailed his arms out helplessly in an attempt to regain balance. Accepting his fate, he shut his eyes and braced for a fall, but one never came.

He felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his torso, holding him upright, “Whoa there, chief, easy does it.”

Spot looked up to see Race laughing down at him and pouted, “I toldya I’m awful.”

“I never doubted ya.”

“Oh, fuck off.” Spot said, squinting his eyes.

“I mean, I could,” Race smirked, “But then ya’d fall.”

“Smartass.”

Race smiled and shifted their position so he was standing in front of Spot, then casually reached down to take his both his hands. Spot blushed slightly and prayed to whoever was listening that Race would just take it as him being cold.

“Here, I’ll keep us up,” Race said, beginning to glide backwards, “Jus’ hold on.”

Spot had no choice but to listen as Race began to slowly guide the two of them around the rink. He looked down to observe how Race’s feet were moving and began to try and copy the technique. After a few minutes of doing so, he felt Race let go of his hands. He tried not to let that disappoint him too much.

“There ya go,” Race said appraisingly, “You’re gettin’ it.”

Spot smiled as he started to move more smoothly, “Holy shit, m’actually not dying.”

They passed Jack and Katherine on their way around the rink and Jack raised his eyebrows, “Wow Racer, you actually got ‘im goin’. Last time we went skatin’, m’pretty sure Spot spent the majority of the time with his ass on the ice.”

“Oh he definitely didn’t stay up for more than five seconds at a time,” Race said, nodding seriously as Spot flipped the two of them off, “The idiot refused to even try.”

“The idiot is standing right here.” Spot grumbled as Jack, Race, and Katherine laughed.

“All in good fun, Spottie,” Race said, clapping Spot on the back, causing him to stumble and fall onto the ice with a loud thump.

“Fuck you, Higgins.”

XXX

The mood during the car ride back to Spot’s apartment was the cheeriest it had been all week. Albert and Finch had decided to come over for dinner and Race was in a significantly better mood than earlier that day. The four boys sang loudly to Christmas carols the whole time, but the happy spirits were quickly crushed as they pulled up to Spot’s complex.

“Holy shit,” Race hissed, turning off the radio.

“What?” Spot asked as he parked.

“I-I think I saw Melissa’s car,” He said, his voice shaking.

“Uh, what’s bad about that?” Finch asked from the back seat, but Spot and Race ignored him.

“Are ya sure it was hers?” Spot asked, feeling tension bubble up in his stomach.

“Yeah, m’pretty sure. It was her license plate.”

“Fuck, well, what do you wanna do?”

Race bit his lip, worry creased between his eyebrows, “Let’s jus’, um, jus’ go up to the apartment through the back. Maybe we’ll avoid her wherever she is.”

Spot sat for a moment before turning off the car, “Alright.”

“Wait,” Now it was Albert speaking from the back, “I don’t understand. Why’re we avoiding Race’s girlfriend?”

“She’s an asshole.” Race snapped, his tone indicating that was all he was going to share.

“Oh, uh, okay.” Finch mumbled. They all walked hastily around the side of the building, entering Spot’s complex through the back and riding the elevator up to his floor. Just when they thought they escaped danger, Spot saw Race freeze in his steps. He met Race at the corner, Finch and Albert on his heels, only to see Melissa standing in front of his apartment.

“Okay, that’s jus’ creepy,” He heard Albert whisper.

“Antonio!” She called in a fake sweet tone, “I had a feeling you’d be here with Sean.”

She began to walk towards them and Spot stepped defensively beside a still-frozen Race.

“Are ya seriously that dumb?” Spot asked, anger dripping in his voice, “Showing up here was probably the shittiest thing ya could do.”

Melissa cocked her head, “I was just looking for my boyfriend, Sean. He had a nasty fall the other day and got really hurt and then just ran off. I was worried about him,” She turned to Race, “What have you been telling them, baby?”

“I-I-” Race swallowed.

Spot cut him off, “Don’t you dare make this out as Race making shit up,” He half-shouted.

He saw Race flinch slightly out of the corner of his eye, but he was too angry to stop, “I heard that fuckin’ phone call the other day, asshole. I saw the fuckin’ hand-shaped bruises! And I don’t even wanna repeat some of the things he’s told me you’ve done!”

Melissa simply stared at him, her face seemingly calm, but her eyes anything but. Then, in a sudden flurry of movement, she reached out and grabbed Race’s wrist, yanking him towards her. Race gasped and shut his eyes tightly and immediately, Albert and Finch stepped forward, pulling him back out of her grip.

“Don’t ya dare fuckin’ touch him,” Finch seethed. Albert and him both let go as Race squirmed in their grip.

“N-no, it’s fine,” He said, sounding slightly breathless, “I’ll go, l-lemme jus’ grab m’stuff. I’m sorry I-”

“No,” Spot said, firmly, “Race, you’re not goin’ anywhere. You on the other hand,” He said, pointing to Melissa, “Are going to get the fuck out of here before I call the fuckin’ police on your pathetic ass.”

Melissa huffed before looking at Race again, “You can never take anything like a man, can you? You fucking worthless piece of shit, always ruining-”

“Oh, jus’ shut UP already,” Albert shouted, “Literally, jus’ fuck off. I dunno what you think you’re accomplishin’ besides making a bunch of people fuckin’ hate you. Now do as Spot said and leave before I call the police myself.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone as if to prove a point.

Melissa glared at Albert for a tense moment before pushing past Race and stalking down the hall and out of sight. As soon as she was gone, Race paced away from Albert’s side and slid down the wall. His entire body was shaking in short bursts and his breathing seemed to grow more erratic by the second.

None of the other boys moved for a second, then Finch tugged on Albert’s arm, “We’ll go wait in the apartment.”

Spot nodded and dug the key out of his pocket and handed it to him, then moved to kneel in front of Race. He reached out a hand to place it on Race’s shoulder, but quickly retracted it when he flinched and whimpered.

“Race, dude, m’not gonna hurtcha.” He said softly.

“I know,” Race gasped, “Please, jus’ don’t touch me.” He sobbed.

“Alright, no touching. Got it.” He bit his lip. He wasn’t quite sure what to do to help Race- he hadn’t seen anyone breakdown like this before. But he had to try something, because Race was hyperventilating and very clearly worked up.

“Okay, Tony, ya listenin’?” Race nodded minutely, but Spot caught it, “Aight, good, uh, we gotta fix your breathing, dude, it’s not so good right now. So, let’s jus’ try ta breathe together a bit? Deep breaths, like me.”

He took a deep measured breath and waited for Race to attempt to do the same, but all that resulted in was a mini coughing fit, “Hurts, Sean.” He whined.

“I know, Racer, but we’re gonna fix that. Ya gotta try and take some more deep breaths, though. From your chest, dude.” He watched as Race tried to take another deep breath and let out a breath of relief when he didn’t cough this time.

“Good job,” He praised, “Canya try another? Here, I’ll do it with ya.”

It took a few more minutes, but eventually Race’s breathing was back to an acceptably normal pace. He opened his eyes slowly, keeping them cast downward as he rubbed his face with his sleeve. Spot crawled around to sit next to Race against the wall. They sat in silence for a bit while Race finished calming down completely.

“How did this all fuck up?” He eventually murmured, his voice scratchy and spent, “She was seriously perfect at first then...I dunno. She jus’ flipped suddenly.”

Spot looked sideways at him, “I’m so sorry, Racer. I’m sorry you ever had to experience anythin’ like that.”

Race just continued to stare at the floor, his eyes glassy and dazed, “Fuck her.” He said, before standing up on shaky legs. Spot stood too and the two of them walk silently down the hall to Spot’s apartment.

Spot knocked and Albert was there almost immediately to let them in.

“I’m gonna go cook.” Race said before Albert could say anything. He crossed the room to the kitchen and pulled out his phone and earbuds.

“How’s he doin’?” Albert asked, closing the door and walking with Spot to the sofa. Finch was already sitting there, a worried look on his face.

“Not good. Let him cook, it calms him down.” Spot said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“So,” Finch sighed, “Melissa’s been abusin’ him.” It wasn’t a question.

“Yep.” Spot confirmed.

“How long?” Albert asked.

“Dunno, but he shows up at my damn apartment on Friday, covered in blood and bruises.”

A look of realization dawned on Albert’s face, “Oh my god, his Styx T-Shirt. That day at the laundromat- that was ‘cause of her.”

Spot just nodded.

“What else has she done?” Finch asked, his voice slightly horrified.

Spot shook his head, “That isn’t for me ta share. None of this really is, but you guys couldn’t go with no explanation. But, let Racer tell ya if he ever feels like it.”

“She’s awful.” Albert stated.

“Yeah, she is.”

A half hour later, Race called Spot to help him set up places at the counter. His eyes were still red and his hands were still shaky, but overall, he seemed to have calmed down significantly. The four boys ate the fettuccine alfredo that Race had made and talked about various things. Race said a few words here or there, but mostly stared at his plate, pushing food around.

After dinner, Race and Spot bid Albert and Finch goodbye and the two boys went to their own apartment across the hall.

As soon as they were gone, Spot turned to Race, “How are you feelin’?”

“Honestly? Like shit.” Race said, shrugging, “Can we just sleep?”

“Yeah, totally,” Spot said.

They got ready for bed quickly and bid each other goodnight, but after about ten minutes, Spot heard his door open.

“Spot?” Race whispered, “Could I-”

Before Race could finish, Spot shifted over in the bed and pulled back his blanket as an invitation. He heard Race sigh in relief and felt the bed dip as he crawled in.

“I’m here for ya.” Spot whispered into the dark. He felt Race reach out for his hand and squeeze it and Spot shifted closer so he and Race were right next to each other. Race let go of his hand and snaked his arm across Spot’s stomach. Spot hesitated, then wrapped one arm around Race, pulling him closer.

“Thank ya, Sean.”

It was a good moment- a safe moment.

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adambstingus · 7 years ago

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33 People Confess The Shittiest Thing They’ve Ever Done

Found on AskReddit.

1. I told an adopted girl, I can see why your parents hate you.

When I told an adopted girl, I can see why your parents hate you.

2. THIS IS WHY GOD GAVE YOUR WIFE CANCER.

Learning guitar from uncle. Can’t do it. He said something like, Its easy, come on, you can do it!

Cue: THIS IS WHY GOD GAVE YOUR WIFE CANCER.

I mean fuck if any of you can top that I will be surprised; I was a little shit. Aunt ended up dying of cancer by the way.

3. Can you wait until you get home to start crying?

The other day my friend was in my car and said, I feel like I’m about to start crying. My immediate response was, Okaywell, can you wait until you get home to do that?

4. Stirred a coworkers drink with my dick.

I was pissed at a coworker who kept pushing her religion on me and I retaliated by stirring her drink with my dick after she had left it unattended. It was a silent victory for me. I look back on it and know that I’m a horrible human being for what I’ve done.

5. I intentionally broke a girls crayons while she cried.

When I was in 1st grade, I accidentally stepped on and broke a crayon this girl had while she was coloring on the ground. She started crying a lot about her broken crayon, so I looked her dead in the eyes and said I can’t be friends with sissy’s who cry over crayons. I then proceeded to intentionally step on and break the rest of her crayons.

6. Saw a man bleeding on the roadside and kept driving.

I was driving my ex home from the movies, and we chanced across a wreck on the roadside. The driver’s head was lolled on his shoulder, openly bleeding and obviously in need of assistance. My ex kept insisting, Keep driving. Someone will help him.

I feel like shit that I let her run me like that; I can’t believe I wasn’t the one to help him.

7. I made a Holocaust joke to a Jewish girl.

We were watching a doc about the Holocaust in journalism class (?)I was sitting behind a Jewish girl and right after they bulldozed a pile of dead bodies into a ditch I asked her if she recognized anyone on the screen.

As soon as it came out, I was horrified. we both participated in off-color inappropriate joking before, but this was next-level.

What a shitty thing to say. Im still ashamed.

8. I yelled at my grandfather and he died before I got a chance to say Im sorry.

I once yelled at my grandfather because he didn’t allow me to go over to a friends house because it was almost lunch time. He died before I got a chance to say sorry, gonna live with that for the rest of my life.

9. You want a medal or a chest to pin it on?

Sitting at a table with friends at college when a girl and her friend join us cause she knew one of my friends. Girl’s a real jerk to everyone. She hones in on my good friend who is insecure. Nervous laughter from everyone so she goes harder.

I stop her and, half-jokingly say, wow, good one. You want a medal or a chest to pin it on? (She was seriously flat as a board)

Girl stands up crying and runs out of the building. Turn to everyone cause no idea how that should be the reaction.

Friends tell me, She had breast cancer when she was 16 and had to have them removed. Only happened a few years ago.

Nice.

10. Threw sand in a kid’s face.

Threw sand in a kid’s face once. We were playing in the sandbox and I was trying to demonstrate that it exploded so I threw a bunch of sand in the air. 97% of it went right into his face. I was an adult.

12. I watched a guy pepper spray a sleeping homeless man on the train and was too scared to do anything to stop it.

I watched a guy pepper spray a sleeping homeless man on the train and was too scared to do anything to stop it. It happened a few months ago and I keep replaying it in my head, wishing I’d done something.

13. Emily, Im sorry.

When I was around 15 I met a girl online and we quickly fell in love, as hormonal teenagers are prone to do. Her parents went away during the school summer break, leaving her home alone for a while and she invited me to come and stay with her as our first face-to-face meeting.

I took the train down to where she lived but on arrival my heart sank. Even though I’d seen pictures of her, she didn’t really resemble the image my love-struck 15-year-old mind had built up. Mutual awkwardness and disappointment became the theme of our first day together so much so that I decided that, not only was I going to go back home the very next day (I think I was supposed to stay for a whole week) but I didn’t want to see or speak to her again.

Just before I left I crept into her room and erased my number from her phone. Then it occurred to me that she had an inbox full of text messages from my number so I had to re-creep into her room and stealthily delete all of those, thus ‘deleting’ myself from her life.

I left and never heard from her again (although she did have my email address). That was about 17 years ago and I still feel very shitty about what I did.

Emily, I’m sorry.

14. Convinced a girl to blow me, them made her take the bus home.

Late, at party for my birthday, managed to chat a cute girl into blowing me. Was too drunk/tired/high on myself after to get her home properly so I made her take the bus. Not a heartbreaking moment but a real ass move.

15. She even tried to take my shirt off and I just reached into my backpack and pulled a different shirt out. I know, I’m terrible.

Hooked up with a coworker at her house after a party. After we had finished she asked me to stay and cuddle, obviously douchebag didn’t wanna stay and cuddle. I had made up my mind to walk home shitfaced at 3am. She even tried to take my shirt off and I just reached into my backpack and pulled a different shirt out. I know, I’m terrible.

Cue next day rolling around and at work I ask where she is and my boss tells me that she is spreading her mom’s ashes back in her home state and she was taking a few days off. That’s when I knew I was a real piece of shit.

Bonus points, she survived cancer a few months later.

16. I purposely smudged an old lady janitors mopping job.

Probs around age ten I was this piece of shit edgelord.Flash-forward to me in a McDonalds. Old janitor lady is mopping the floor. What does shitty ten-year-old me do? Walk across the mop trail and swish my feet to intentionally smudge it.

Gods I can barely think about it. Not even because I’m pissed or ashamed at myself but because of just that was, be it myself doing it or anyone else. This was probably an old lady barely able to make ends meet, trying to do whatever job she could…probably never wanted to hurt a soul. Then comes along some shitty rich kid who does something completely fucking douchey like ruin a mop job. Sure, not the most monstrous thing at face value, but put all of what I just said together and…fucking hell. That is dickish. I feel bad about it to this day; even writing about it is hard.

17. I refused help to a man who needed it.

I was walking out of a 7-11 gas station a couple of blocks from my apartment building late at night (no one else was there). An old, run down car pulled in and the driver rolled down the window and called over to me. He was clearly very upset and looked like he’d been crying. He told me he just found out his daughter had been in an accident and had been airlifted to a hospital about an hour away. He was trying to get there, but he was almost out of gas and didn’t have any money on him. He pleaded with me for anything I could spare. I told him I didn’t have any cash on me, and I went on my way.

That was a lie. I had plenty of cash on me, and regardless I had my cards on me with which I could’ve bought him some gas. I got about halfway home, thought about what I’d just done, and went back, but he was already gone. I went home where my friends were drinking, and I just sat on the couch and didn’t talk to anyone the rest of the night.

What the hell was wrong with me? Was I so jaded from living in a big city with panhandlers regularly asking for money that I couldn’t recognize when someone might genuinely need my help? The emotion on that man’s face was real, as was the pain in his voice. I don’t think I’ll forget the desperate please! as long as I live. Was it really that big of a risk to give this guy $20? Would that loss to me if he was some Broadway-class con man really be that bad when weighed against the possibility that I just let down a father going through the worst moment of his life?

What if his daughter didn’t make it, and he didn’t get to see her before she passed because some cynical asshole at the gas station couldn’t spare a few dollars? I hope that wasn’t the case, that his daughter was fine, and that someone with more compassion was able to help him…or better yet, that there was no accident and he was playing me. Thinking about the alternative has kept me awake at night on multiple occasions.

Ever since then I have tried to keep a more open mind and give people the benefit of the doubt, so that the next time I’m in a position to help someone who needs me, I won’t fail them.

I don’t think the guy wanted money for drugs. Anyone who works with drug addicts like I do would know that a true addict wouldn’t have any car, no matter how crap, that could be sold for even a few bucks that could get them another fix. Also, my neighborhood wasn’t anywhere near the drug corners, and he didn’t have the physical indicators.

18. Did not visit my grandfather this Christmas. He died four days later

Did not visit my grandfather this Christmas. I had two vacation days from work which I used to visit someone I had been dating for a month on Thursday and Friday. Then at my parents place for the holiday and back to work the next week. My grandfather passed away on 29th of December last year. I’m a real piece of shit.

I made damn sure to drive the some 220km to leave a candle for him at a veteran memorial stone on New Year’s Eve. At the town he had lived for his whole life.

19. Told my mom I wanted to name my kid after my dad.

Was having a chat with my brother, sister, and mother about names for kids. promptly say that I don’t like the idea of naming my kid after a family member but if I did it would be my fathers name. At the end of this rambling, mildly insulting speech I look straight at my mom and say because I love Dad. Immediately realized that implied that I didn’t love my mother enough to name my kids after her. I tried retracing my steps and covering up my mistake, she laughed and joked about it, but her face showed that she was pretty hurt. Broke my heart that I could be that careless, that woman’s done nothing but good for me.

20. Told my host he looked like Butt-head.

Hung out with the host of a New Years party for a bit. Drank some of his beer and said, hey you kinda look like Butt-head from that show. He said he gets it a lot.

21. I kicked a girl out of my house after some lackluster sex.

I had a girl come over for some extracurricular activities. She was drinking and assumed she was staying the night. After we had very lackluster sex I went down stairs smoked a bowl, walked back upstairs and kicked her out of my house. Definitely an ass move.

22. My friend was counting change, so I knocked all his coins on the ground.

A friend of mine was counting his change on the entrance of our work. We were about to clock in when I asked him What you got there? He shows me with his hand open and I just tapped it from the bottom, all his coins fell on the floor with all the people passing by.

I laughed and left, felt pretty shitty after but when I went to apologize he laughed it off and said he’ll get me next time.

23. Best friend’s boyfriend died during the best summer of my life and I was a piece of shit.

After graduating college I spent the summer backpacking around the world. It was the most amazing thing I had ever done; I was kind of shy before but the experience gave me a new-found confidence. Once I was back home I was a hit at bars regaling new friends with stories and was finally successful with attracting the opposite sex. I was having the time of my life.

While I was gone by best friend’s boyfriend overdosed and died at Bonnaroo. A little back story we became friends because she put me back together after a breakup. Stayed with me and cooked for me, but did I return the favor when I came home… no :/

I was too busy having the time of my life. Shortly after I got home she crashed her car and got a DUI. She was in a downward spiral and I ignored her. We were working a shift together after that and I, still in euphoria from the night before, said to her I can’t believe how my life keeps getting better and better and yours just gets worse.

I didn’t realize what I had said until months later. It’s been years and I still think back on that moment. I could have been there for her but I was just a selfish piece of shit.

tldr: Best friend’s boyfriend died during the best summer of my life and I was a piece of shit.

24. Brought a morning-after pill to a woman I’d fucked the day prior while she was in the hospital after another guy beat the shit out of her.

Brought a morning-after pill to a woman I’d fucked the day prior while she was in the hospital after another guy beat the shit out of her.

25. I wanted to meet a gay guy so I could make fun of him.

I was very sheltered as a kid. I went to a private Christian elementary and middle school with 16 people in my 8 the grade class. When I was in 9th grade, I went to my first public school. No one knew me, so I felt like I had to be cool.

One day a friend of mine mentioned that her cousin was gay. I had never met a gay person before. I was genuinely curious if he was just as they appear on TV. So I asked her who he was, wanting to get the chance to meet him. She asked why I wanted to know who he was. Trying to be cool and not like I was genuinely curious, I replied, so I can make fun of him.

The girl sitting in front of me who I had never heard say a word, just turned around and said you’re a dick. It was the first and last thing she ever said to me.

I’ve never felt like more of a piece of shit in my life than that moment.

26. I gave a girl her first kiss as part of a bet.

I started a bet with a friend in middle school that we could get this wholesome straightedge girl to kiss one of us. I won the bet at a super romantic moment at a friend’s pool party by a roaring fire but had no real feelings for the girl. A little while later her friend told me that was her first kiss and she really liked me and was heartbroken when she found out about the bet. She has to live her whole life with that as her first kiss. I’m friends with her on FB and 15 years later she is absolutely beautiful and I still feel awful.

27. I threw a brick over my backyard fence and hit a kid in the head.

I threw a brick over my backyard fence just cause, and actually hit a kid in the head. It was a pretty bad cut. When his parents and my mom came out I just pointed at my brother and he got the ass whoopin’ of a life time. I was like 6.

28. Ran over a birdtwice.

Was driving on a winding road on my way to a job on the countryside when I hit a bird with the car. Stopped the car briefly and saw in my rear-view that it was flapping around until it just sat still in the middle of the road, probably trying to recover from the beating it had taken. I considered stepping out of my car and move the poor bird to the side of the road so it wouldn’t get hit by another car but remembered that flock-living birds can get “expelled” by their flock if they carry an unknown scent. I also figured that this was far off in the countryside in Sweden, and the likelihood of another car passing by anytime soon was close to none.

I was on my way back home about an hour and a half later. My meeting with the client had been a huge success so I was in a great mood, singing to the radio and was probably driving a bit over the limit. I drove up a small crest and on the other side was the same fucking bird sitting in the middle of the road exactly where I left it, I had totally forgotten about it! It was turned towards me and I swear it looked me straight in the eyes, silently cursing at me in its chirpy bird-language as I inevitably drove straight over it for the second time…

Once again I could see the bird being slammed to the asphalt numerous times in my rearview-mirror before disappearing down the slope into the woods.

I’m entirely convinced this bird will dedicate his afterlife to haunting me from the other side for the rest of my life…

29. Girlfriends mom tried killing herself, so I went home to drink.

Was watching with my then girlfriend. Lots of bad things happened that night that we were unaware of, and in the end her dad stormed into our room shouting get upstairs now and call 999. Her mum tried to commit suicide by an overdose on something I’m not aware of. Her mum/dad goes off in the ambulance and my ex is hysterical, crying panicking etc. My uncle at the time also tried to hang himself a few nights previous…. I used this as an excuse to leave my ex for the night, go home and get drunk. I will never forget the tears I left my ex in, while I went home to drink.

30. Convinced a girl high as a kite who had the tiniest cut on her finger that she will die from infection.

Convinced a girl high as a kite who had the tiniest cut on her finger that she will die from infection and have it amputated or if she didn’t go hospital it would spread and lose her arm. She started crying, called her mum, and went to hospital.

31. I’ve had sex with 2 friends’ gfs…while they were still dating them.

I’ve had sex with 2 friends’ gfs…while they were still dating them. A decade of regret and lost friendships is the result.

32. Told a suicidal girl to go kill herself.

Met a girl through and online game that was a legitimate train wreck. Sending nudes to basically everyone at the age of 12, smoked and drank on the daily at 13 or 14, did coke and speed at 15. Girl was a major bitch and a manipulator to basically everyone, and had no one who cared about her as a result. I tried being the first.

As I said, she ended up being a massive manipulator and one of the only people I’ve ever branded as irredeemable. Checked in on her some years later, and asked her how she’s been. Said she was probably gonna kill herself, to which I replied Yeah, you go do that, and then blocked her.

Is that fucked-up? Yeah. Do I care if she actually killed herself? Can’t say that I do.

33. Kneed a neighborhood kid in the nuts for no reason.

Kneed a neighborhood kid in the nuts for no reason at all when I was like 9 or 10…I was a little shit as a kid.

from All Of Beer http://allofbeer.com/2017/11/02/33-people-confess-the-shittiest-thing-theyve-ever-done/ from All of Beer https://allofbeercom.tumblr.com/post/167051727832

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samanthasroberts · 7 years ago