I was one of those weird, dark, artsy kids who spent most of his time painting strange stuff and reading odd literature.
I was content on NOT going to the prom on account that I thought it was a bunch of conformist BS. Of course, that was also because I didn't think anyone would say yes.
Then the most beautiful girl in school asked me to go. She was an exchange student from Germany. Between that day and prom I sustained a serious knee injury. I was in the hospital and at risk of having my knee replaced. I was there for 5 days and called to tell her I didn't know if I'd be out in time for the Prom. She didn't even visit me. In fact, she told me she was going to ask someone else if I was not out by 1 week before prom.
I made it out and we went. It was one of the worst nights of my life.
We went to dinner with her friend and her friend's date. The date happened to be some @$$hole jock and one of my "high school arch enemies." I tried to keep it civil, but he tried to make my night a living hell, constantly insulting me over dinner and doing everything in his power to make me uncomfortable and p!$$ me off.
We went to the dance where she would not even dance with me. Not once. Not for a second. She also disappeared for over an hour. I thought she left, but t turns out she just left me long enough to let me sit there pretending like I was having a good time feeling dumped.
We got our photos taken and left shortly afterward.
After that she demanded we go to a nearby college party that she had heard of.
Five minutes upon arriving she disappeared. I found her making out with and being groped by some guy under the staircase. I threatened to leave as she didn't need me around to do what she was doing. She threatened to tell her host family I got her drunk, so I caved.
At that point she vanished for several hours. I searched the entire block for her. I started to freak out not knowing how I was going to explain to her host family how I lost a human being.
I finally discovered her drunk, naked, and in bed with 2 other guys. As I tried to enter the room to collect her, one of the guys stepped in my way and threatened me. Words were exchanged and he sucker-punched me in the gut. I stumbled backwards, sat against the wall for a while, and let them finish.
At this point I was in such disbelief that she could treat me like this that I waited outside the door to the room she was effing 2 guys in. I got to listen to them for the next 20 minutes.
She finally walked out, I grabbed her by the wrist, and I pretty much dragged her back to my car, threw her in, and began to drive home without saying a word.
It was 1am and she wanted to have breakfast before going home. We went to Village Inn where she started to cause a drunken scene and then vomited on the table. We left. Again I didn't say a word to her. She interpreted my silence as me being drunk. She became hysterical thinking I was going to crash and kill us. She grabbed the wheel of my car and we swerved all over the road for a few seconds.
A local cop saw it and pulled me over, and there I was with a blind-stinking-drunk 18 year old next to me. The cop asked me to step out of the vehicle. He cuffed me. She poked her head out the window and was screaming about how I was going to kill them both because I was drunk. I hadn't touched a drop all night.
I just started crying.
Through the tears I begged the cop to give me a breathalyzer test to prove I hadn't a drop. I also started babbling about how horrible my night was, what she had done, and how I just wanted to drive her home so I never had to see her again.
He let me go, but still gave me a huge ticket for reckless driving.
The drive home consisted of me playing music so loud I could not hear her b!+ching at me about how she hated the music I was playing. I got to her place, she opened the door, and thanked me. At that point I simply told her to get out. I then went home where I sat in bed, staring into the dark in disbelief, until I was so tired I could not stay awake.
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datjac256
14 years ago
Last year around this time, my family was headed to an art exhibit. On the way, we saw about 4 teenage couples, fully decked out for prom, standing on the shoulder of the freeway in front of their broken down limousine. They were well beyond pissed, and their driver was crouched down low in the front seat clearly terrified and ashamed. Naturally, we all laughed and I said "Looks like it's gonna be 'A Night to Remember'."
I thought they had it bad til I read your story, gomi2. That totally sucks. Would make a killer short film though.
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historyinink
14 years ago
I was thinking the same thing datjac256. That's the great thing about being an artist like gomi2 is, you can turn your pain into stories or poems or films or paintings and maybe help other people with your art. But yea, gomi2, that really sucks. My prom night was nothing compared to yours. Sorry, dude.
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ColbertoReporto
14 years ago
I have been to five proms total, they were fun but not so much ZOMG BEST NIGHT EVER like the lore would suggest.
Gomi, that is the best story ever. Crappy night but priceless story. Did you find out why she asked you to go if she was going to ignore you?
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gomi2
14 years ago
Actually, yes I did.
One of my closest friends was dating one of her closest "domestic" friends, and when word got through the grapevine about that night, Mary (my friend's girlfriend) asked her why she did that.
Her response was something along the lines of,
"I got asked by a hundred other guys, many of which already had dates or girlfriends, and they all only seemed interested in trying to f*c|< me. I asked [me] because he seemed like a nice, sweet guy. I didn't think he'd try anything on me, so I knew I could do whatever I wanted and probably get away with."
In other words, I was too much of a door mat.
Nice guys finish last... if at all.
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