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We've been friends now for over two years though I knew him since highschool. I didn't hang out with him back then, he use to be one of the biggest bullies on campus (your typical football jock). We met each other again at our old job and starting hanging out. He was still a little "douchey" when we started hanging out, but after a while he gave up trying to act so tough around me cas' he saw it wasn't working and I wouldn't take his shit. He told me once that my "softness" was rubbing off on him
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Last night he and I were sitting around at his apartment drinking and watching tv, and he randomly starts wrestling with me (the usual). He does this to remind me of how strong he is, and even though I've beaten him a couple of times he's usually too drunk by then to even stand up. Well this time after a little struggle I finally pinned him down on the ground, and I got on top on him. I started taunting him calling him my bitch and getting close to his face. He didn't back down and started putting his lips together like he was trying to jokingly kiss me, but I lifted my head away from his. He called me a pussy, and I said "oh yeah", he said "yeah", and after what seemed forever I just did it. I put my lips on his and we kissed for a few seconds... That's when it happened, he just freaked out and out of nowhere he picked me up in midair like the fucking hulk and threw me down on the ground.
He got on top of me and started choking me with his forearm screaming "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT MAN!". He looked like he was going to kill me, his face was turning dark red, and I could barely breathe. He had his fist up in the air like he was going to punch me, but I finally got "I'm sorry" out of my mouth before he hit me, and he just stopped and let out a scream I've never heard from him before (kinda like wolverine in xmen). He got up and stumbled into the bathroom. I just laid there on the floor in complete shock... I'm still in complete shock that I actually kissed him, even though we were joking I know he has a short fuse, but he's never done anything like that to me before.
I sat up on the couch and he came out of the bathroom, grabbed his keys and walked out of the door without even looking at me. I tried to say something, but the words wouldn't come. After awhile I left his apartment when he didn't return. I tried calling him the next morning but he didn't answer. I sent him a text saying I'm sorry and I didn't mean to do it, but he didn't reply. The problem with all of this is when I was kissing him he didn't try to stop me at all, I even felt his lips move a little before he went all psycho on me. What's so messed up is a few weeks ago he was telling me how he saw me as the little brother he never had, and how he was glad we were real best friends. Part of me just wants to erase it all since I was the one who initiated it, but the other side of me wants to beat the shit out of him for trying to kill me.
Should I just give him time to cool down and pretend like it never happened when he calls, or should I just confront him about why he got so angry at me?
Last night he and I were sitting around at his apartment drinking and watching tv, and he randomly starts wrestling with me (the usual). He does this to remind me of how strong he is, and even though I've beaten him a couple of times he's usually too drunk by then to even stand up. Well this time after a little struggle I finally pinned him down on the ground, and I got on top on him. I started taunting him calling him my bitch and getting close to his face. He didn't back down and started putting his lips together like he was trying to jokingly kiss me, but I lifted my head away from his. He called me a pussy, and I said "oh yeah", he said "yeah", and after what seemed forever I just did it. I put my lips on his and we kissed for a few seconds... That's when it happened, he just freaked out and out of nowhere he picked me up in midair like the fucking hulk and threw me down on the ground.
He got on top of me and started choking me with his forearm screaming "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT MAN!". He looked like he was going to kill me, his face was turning dark red, and I could barely breathe. He had his fist up in the air like he was going to punch me, but I finally got "I'm sorry" out of my mouth before he hit me, and he just stopped and let out a scream I've never heard from him before (kinda like wolverine in xmen). He got up and stumbled into the bathroom. I just laid there on the floor in complete shock... I'm still in complete shock that I actually kissed him, even though we were joking I know he has a short fuse, but he's never done anything like that to me before.
I sat up on the couch and he came out of the bathroom, grabbed his keys and walked out of the door without even looking at me. I tried to say something, but the words wouldn't come. After awhile I left his apartment when he didn't return. I tried calling him the next morning but he didn't answer. I sent him a text saying I'm sorry and I didn't mean to do it, but he didn't reply. The problem with all of this is when I was kissing him he didn't try to stop me at all, I even felt his lips move a little before he went all psycho on me. What's so messed up is a few weeks ago he was telling me how he saw me as the little brother he never had, and how he was glad we were real best friends. Part of me just wants to erase it all since I was the one who initiated it, but the other side of me wants to beat the shit out of him for trying to kill me.
















