My Friend Hated My Boyfriend… Then She Dated Him For A Year

I turned to my best friend whenever my boyfriend did something to make me angry or upset. She was my support system and the best confidante I’d ever had, so I never expected her to screw me over. Here’s what happened.

1. She called him toxic. I knew my boyfriend wasn’t up for winning the Best Boyfriend of the Year award and my best friend was quick to point that out to me. Sometimes she’d say that he was toxic and I should just leave him already.
2. She was my number one supporter. I knew she was right, even though I didn’t feel ready to leave the guy, but I had no idea that she had a hidden agenda of her own. She was always so kind and supportive. I thought she wanted the best for me. Meanwhile…
3. Her pushiness was a red flag. She could be blunt sometimes, telling me that I shouldn’t be stupid enough to stay with this guy. Sometimes her words stung a little, but I didn’t think there was anything malicious behind them.
4. Eventually, I made a choice. When my boyfriend started acting shady around me and I suspected him of cheating, I knew it was time to cut my losses once and for all. So, with my best friend just a text away and helping me break up with him, I felt free. It should’ve been the happiest day of my life, but something felt weird…
5. My friend started acting strange. I thought she’d be popping open the champagne and celebrating the end of my toxic relationship with him, but she became really quiet. At first I thought she was just busy at work, but then that quietness continued for the next few days.
6. My ex told me he was with her. I’d been trying to get in touch with my friend for days and she was always unavailable to me, then my ex got in touch. Odd. He told me that my friend was getting chummy with him. What did that mean, and who under the age of 90 says “chummy”?!
7. She had a nasty surprise. I tried calling her to ask her about what my ex said and she ignored my calls. No surprises there. So I decided to pay her an unexpected visit at her house. Guess what? My ex’s car was in the driveway. I felt sick to my stomach.
8. I refused to leave. With my heart racing and my hands shaking, I rang her doorbell and waited for her to come out to see me. She looked a bit flustered when I confronted her. I asked her what my boyfriend meant about them being “chummy” and she came clean.
9. They were together. She told me they’d become friends, but while that was disturbing enough considering how much she’d pretended to hate him, I knew it was more than that. I didn’t believe her BS story that they only started getting closer after I broke up with him. That only just happened! Besides, what person in their right mind would want to be friends with someone they knew was toxic? Clearly she only wanted me to end things with him because she wanted him for herself. It was sick.
10. She was welcome to him. I laughed in her face even though I was dying inside, and then I left. Not only had I ended a romantic relationship but now my friendship had come to an end too. I wasn’t going to let it get me down, though. She could deal with his toxic crap. I was so done with it! I was glowing after my breakup because of the opportunities that were opening up for me without that loser at my side, and I wasn’t going to let her ruin that.
11. They dated for a year. OK, so I sort of might have stalked them a little on social media. I guess I was curious to see how things would go for them. Sometimes I worried they’d end up walking down the aisle. Ridiculous, I know.  As it turns out, they dated for a year and then split up. I can’t say I wasn’t glad. I wish I could have said “I told you so” but I guess it’s probably best that I kept it to myself.