OK, this ones a bit more on the serious side and has to do with the past (a year ago). So, anyway, 2 years ago i started dating my best friend's younger sister and we were the perfect pair. Then she got pregnant and we were both so thrilled and excited. No problems, nothing. Then we had the baby, Emily, who had red hair and looks nothing like either one of us. A month after her and Emily come home, she just up and leaves me. A month later she calls me and says the baby is not mine; but she wants me to be the father since her boyfriend and Emily's biological father is a theif and drug dealer who is in and out of jail all the time cannot be dependable. So what does she do? Tells me she's leaving him to come back to me because she made a mistake and she wishes she had never left me. Two weeks after she comes back to me; guess what?! She leaves again because she wanted to be able to go out more and live with this guy who is a complete meth/crack head!!!
Almost 3 months later she says she wants to talk to me and comes and says she wants me back and her old boyfriend and the rest of her friends are in jail, her mom has custody of the baby, and this time she really wants me back and loves me. Of course, I did the stupid thing and took her back, and guess what happens again; that's right she leaves me saying she didn't know until he got out how much she loved him. Now none of her family talks to or about her anymore and she calls her brother who is still one of my best friends (i am going to the best man at his wedding this summer) and says it's all my fault her family has disowned her. By the way, I got her cleaned off of all drugs, got her away from the druggies, and was the first one to get her flowers and treated her like a divine queen. Isn't funny how she never realizes that she has destroyed herself by going back to her old ways and still blames someone else like a little child. I cannot find it in my heart to dislike her, I still love her very much and the baby who is not mine, however, all she can possibly do is come into my life again and hurt me again. That my friends is what I call a quandary.
