The thing about Airman XXXXXX wasn't that I even wanted to necessarily be with him. You see, in July I had decided to bite the bullet and download Hinge (it's important to keep this in mind for later). I didn't think I would find anything serious on it, I mean who really uses Hinge anymore for serious dating anyway? But through the swiping, and being a little bit more mouthy than usual, I met Airman XXXXXXXXXX.
I called him one day and told him I was on my way to pick him up from where he was staying to take him to a drive through baby shower with me. He wasn't completely sold on the idea until I said "The worst case scenario is that you come with me, it sucks, and you have a funny story to share. The best case scenario is that you come with me, it doesn't suck, and you still have a great story to share." He was sold and before I knew it, he was walking to my car.
When Airman XXXXXXXXXX walked out of the hotel, I said to myself "Oh, he's handsome." That's when I knew I was in trouble, and until 4:00 in the morning that night, we had as much fun as you could imagine. I finally was able to feel like myself. He made me laugh and embarrassed me by honking WAY to much at the drive through baby shower. He bought the ice cream after dinner and said "Should we be those gross people that feed each other their ice cream?" And then continued to feed me his ice cream. We went to the strip and he danced during the song Bad Romance as the Bellagio fountains were putting on the show. He even said something about keeping me safe through walking around the rough crowd on the strip.
Everything about Airman XXXXXXXXXX made me laugh and feel oddly comfortable for being with someone I had barley knew. It was like that any time we hung out, and he'd tell me how beautiful I was, or how cute I was, or how much he liked me. He would even give me pep talks. My favorite one was I had told him I didn't know how I was going to teach during COVID with having to learn everything I needed to in a matter of two weeks. He grabbed me by the arms, and told me to look at him. He said "You can do this. You didn't know how to drive a car when you first got your permit, and you struggled and learned and now you can drive right?" I replied, "Not very well," adding a slight laugh, but he didn't budge. He just went on saying, "But you learned. And you can do it now, regardless. That's exactly what you're going to do here. You're going to struggle, and it might suck for a while, but you're going to be fine. You're going to be an amazing teacher, and the kids are going to be so lucky to have you."
I had that magical bliss until August 14th. Airman XXXXXXXXXX had left that day, and on that day he talked to me as though he'd be in my life in some way or another, but by the time Monday came and went, so did he.
He had no intentions of sticking around, he had no intentions of not ghosting me. He instead decided to leave me without any explanation. No matter how hard I tried to message him, or ask, or text, or send snaps, or ask to follow him on Instagram, he'd just open the messages and never reply. I went from being his "Vegas girlfriend" to not even someone he would recognize as a human being. The first guy I felt like I could be with, in a serious way in TWO years, and he just walks away like he just threw out trash. He didn't even look back to see if I made it into the trash can.
So through this, Airman XXXXXX (the one whose fake name started with an S) was trying to have me come back to him. Send him dirty messages, or tell me he can't wait to see me. The typical "I back off and now you want me" type of stuff. And when I was left for dead, starting a new job I almost didn't take but did anyway because of this new support system, I needed someone to rely on. Unfortunately for me, that wouldn't be either of the Airmen I thought I knew so well.