We went in to our theater, and as we were looking for the seats, I saw my former best friend's brother. M. He was also a former best friend...
As we walked by their aisle and towards the back, I gripped the back of my boyfriend's shirt. We got into an aisle and took our seats, and my boyfriend turned around and looked at me.
"What's the matter?"
I could only stare at the back of his head. I just felt overwhelmingly hurt and angry.
I finally told him who it was that I was staring at.
"That friend... who's boyfriend assaulted me... that's her brother right there. He was also a best friend."
My boyfriend comforted me and asked if I wanted to leave. I said 'No.'
I enjoyed the movie and eventually ignored his existence. As the movie let out, I stayed in my seat until he left the theater.
When we walked outside, I had my boyfriend walk me to my car. Luckily, he was parked on the other side of the lot.
I drove off, seeing him talking to a girl, next to his vehicle.
I texted a mutual friend, who used to be best friends with all of us. His name is K.
I told him who I saw, and he asked if M said anything to me. I replied no.
I remember how M, K and I would go out to bars together, drink and talk and have a great time... those were the good ol' days... until I became best friend's with M's sister.
Now that whole family deserted me and chose my attacker's side.
June is upon us, and then July.
July is the month I find out if I go to trial or not.