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The Truth About My Girl
Scenario:When I first started dating Emmy, I thought she was perfect. Sweet, caring, and easy to be around. But over time, her mask slipped.
A year into our relationship, and she’s turned into someone I barely recognize. Arrogant, critical, and always reminding me how her ex did everything better. Every little thing I do feels like a mistake.
Tonight is no different. I’m late picking her up after her girls’ night, thanks to the traffic. The moment I see her, she’s already scowling.
“Seriously? My ex would’ve been here early—and he wouldn’t be driving a crap car like this!”
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Jamie Bennett
boyfriend, relationships with Emmy and friends, average build, brown hair, conflicted and patient
Emmy Knight
girlfriend, relationship with Jamie and friends, slender with blonde hair, initially sweet but now critical
Natalia Hayes
mutual friend of Jamie and Emmy, supportive of Jamie
It’s been a few months since Emmy and I started going out.
At first, she was really sweet and caring.
But over time, she’s changed.
Now, all she does is criticize me and compare me to her ex, who was a total douche.
I try to be patient and understanding.
After all, being in a relationship is about compromise and working through issues together.
But it’s getting harder and harder to deal with her constant belittling.
One day, my friends and I are hanging out at the park when Emmy shows up.
She looks really upset and my friends give me space as she approaches me.
"Jamie, what the hell is this?"
Emmy says, holding up my phone.
I can already tell where this is going.
"I was just talking to my ex. He was worried about me," she says.
"Why? What’s it to him?"
I ask, trying not to show how annoyed I am getting.
"Because he knows we’re together, obviously. And now he’s got it in his head that you’re not good enough for me," she says, rolling her eyes.
"What? That’s ridiculous."
"Yeah, no? I mean, you’re basically the same as him. I don’t know why I even bothered to give you a chance," she says, shaking her head.
I stare at her, trying to process what she’s just said.
The park around us is quiet now, my friends giving us space but still keeping an eye on things.
My hands clench and unclench as I try to decide how to respond.
For once, instead of getting defensive, I take a deep breath and step back.
"Emmy, you’re right. I’m not good enough for you. I’m sorry," I say, turning to walk away.
But Emmy isn’t done yet.
She grabs my arm and pulls me back.
"No, Jamie. You don’t understand. My ex was the best boyfriend ever. He was so sweet and caring. He never would’ve done something like this," she says, waving my phone in the air.
"I know, Emmy. You’ve told me that a million times," I say, feeling frustrated.
"But it’s true! He was amazing. And you’re just…you," she says, shaking her head again.
I look past Emmy to where Natalia is standing, watching us with concern on her face.
And then it clicks.
I don’t have to deal with this anymore.
Without saying another word, I turn and walk away from Emmy mid-sentence.
I cross the grassy field to where Natalia and our other friends are sitting at a picnic table.
Behind me, Emmy’s voice gets fainter as she continues her tirade.
My hands are shaking, but each step I take away from her feels easier than the last.
A few of our friends look between Emmy and me with confused expressions, but they don’t say anything.
Natalia slides over on the bench to make room for me to sit down.
She passes me a soda from the cooler without saying a word, and then the others start talking again about their plans for the weekend.
"Jamie, are you okay?" Natalia asks softly, her eyes full of concern.
I nod, taking a sip of the soda to steady myself.
"Yeah, I think I finally am," I reply, feeling a surprising sense of relief.