Drawing blood from a stone

I didn't want to lose Fred. He was there when no one else was there for me. But he never told me anything. He had to know everything that I was doing. I phoned him one night to ask how things were going because my family weren't making my life easy. He didn't speak at all. He could have said I will phone you once I'm home. I told him I was just watching a programme and he snorted through his nose repeating what I said, and laughed at me, heap of sh^t you watch. So I asked where he was and he gave me a one word answer. I asked if he could go outside for two mins and he granted me stone wall silence. I wasn't being pushy but I knew that his friends would egg him on to cheat. Most of his friends, nearly all.of them were unfaithful. I only did it one night and chastised myself for it and decided I would never phone him when out with friends again. His friends will think I am needy and clingy I thought. True to form they were determined to get him together with some one while in Bulgaria. It would help him get over me, was the reason so TPT said. Every one had me on the scrap heap.

At the end of the day even if he did cheat - giving in to so called "peer pressure" because his "friends would make him cheat" would be a ridiculous excuse for him to do it. We are all accountable for our own actions. His behaviour sounds a bit odd - you might be better off without him for a while.