Stuck in the Middle With You

As I mentioned, I'll be spending my New Year's Eve with Aerith; getting to meet her friends and spending more time getting to know her.

I was considering taking Griffin along with me but I decided against it. This is for two main reasons.

First, I wanted to be able to concentrate on making a good first impression on Aerith's friends and continuing to develop this possible relationship with her. I didn't feel I could focus on that as well as spending quality time with my best friend. It also wouldn't have been very fair to Griffin if I dragged him somewhere and he was left with nobody to talk to if I were busy with Aerith.

The second has to do with Griffin himself. He refuses to admit it but I believe he's jealous of Aerith and the time and energy which I've been spending on her.

After my first date with Aerith, naturally, I messaged Griffin to let him know how things went; also mentioning that I might be spending New Year's Eve with her. His only response was "well there goes me asking if you wanted to do anything that night."

No asking how the date went. No asking what Aerith is like. Nothing about the date. Immediately went to himself.

I was irritated but I kept trying with him in discussing Aerith. Sometimes, Griffin says something and doesn't know how it sounds and I chalked it up to that.

The next time I brought up Aerith and how I was getting to know her better, Griffin continued to either be quiet or seemingly hostile.

I mentioned how I was downloading Warhammer Space Marines 2 since Aerith really loves that game and we could play co-op then. After only responding with one word answers to me talking about that, I asked "is that all you can say?"

Griffin responded with a very condescending message about it being great that I was looking to play a new game and how good I'll probably be at it (again, no mention of Aerith herself. He just focused on the game). He finished it off with a cheesy thumbs up emoji person.

So, I called him out by saying that I thought he was jealous. His response was "I'm not jealous. I'm just worried that you spending so much time with her will lead to me getting pushed out of the picture."

Am I the only one who thinks that's almost an exact definition of jealousy?

I pointed out some very basic and obvious facts to him. The most obvious being that he's my best friend and I don't have many of those to go around.

While we've only really spent about 7-8 years really hanging out with each other, Griffin and I have already had enough experiences to last a lifetime. And we're not close to being done. I wouldn't spend so much time traveling around, hanging around, or just chatting with someone if I was planning to throw him away the first time someone romantically came into my life.

Also, it should be noted, I'm not Griffin's only friend. He hangs out and travels with numerous other people. From guy friends to girls who are friends to coworkers to associates to family members and everyone else in between, he has numerous people with whom he spends time. I understand that and I don't care whenever he does so. I'm not his entire world nor should I be.

So why does he have such an issue if I want to add someone to my life?

I pointed this all out to him and he did apologize for how things looked. Still, I didn't want to bring him along after noticing all of this in case anything happened at the party. 

I should also mention that he made sure to take off for my birthday this Sunday and we're definitely hanging out that day. So, once again, I'm not just kicking him to the curb. I'm making time for him on one of my favorite days of the year.

At some point, as long as things continue to develop, my best guy friend and my love interest will meet each other. But not this week.

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