When telling the truth isn't so great.

Last week, I saw my friend's girlfriend kissing another guy in the mall. I spoke with my other friend and we both decided not to tell him because it will, ahem, break his heart. Yesterday, I saw his girlfriend with the same guy yet again. I always thought that staying out of other people's business is the most ideal thing to do when it comes to my friends' relationship problems. I'm never the one to butt in and tell them exactly what to do. But seeing her cheat on him pains me. It really bothers me that I know something that would make my friend self-destruct. I knew I had to tell him because if it were me, I would want to know for sure.

I called him up and asked him to meet me. He was with the bitch. They were all cute and cuddly it made me want to hurl. Seriously, I experienced total nausea. I've never been so sick just by looking at a psuedo-happy couple.

I think the girl might have known that I know her cheating ways because she couldn't look at me in the eyes. I was giving her the death glare and she just turned into this spastic bitch and started asking me what the hell my problem was.

"Hah! Want to know what my problem is? You're cheating on J*** that's my problem."

It came out as a scream. I swear the coffee house silenced down. Everybody looked at me. My friend stood up and left the place after thanking me for humiliating him in front of everyone. The girl started crying and I left to ran after my friend. I finally caught up with him and I went to grab his arm but he pulled away. He was crying beyond belief. I swear, he looked so heartbroken I wanted to go back to the coffee house and slap the girl.

We talked for a little while and he then asked me how I knew. I told him I saw her with the same guy a couple of times and they were all cuddly and kissing and being all PDA and crap. I told him I found it so repulsive and incredibly gross. He asked me how long I've known. "About a week now." His eyes grew big and he started yelling at me for making him look like a fool for a whole week.

"that's not what friendships are about, nikki. When your friend gets shitted on, you tell"

I hung my head. I felt like a total creep. I knew I should've said something but I didn't. He gave me one last look and shook his head. I knew it would take a long time for him to start talking to me again. *sobs*

Right now, I'm thinking of calling his now ex-girlfriend and give her a piece of my mind. I hate her. I. HATE. HER.