Coli fam, talk to me real quick. Idk if y'all remember the girl I was telling y'all about way back, but now she is my gf. If you do remember, recall all the bullshyt I had to deal with while we weren't together.
So my girl hosted a birthday party for me at her house last week. She lives with four other roommates. She did a lot for the party (cleaned up, moved everything around, bought food/cooked, etc.). Meanwhile, I bought the speakers, potato salad, made the burgers/hot dogs. For weeks before the party, the girls all hyped up the twerk contest since they have a stripper pole in the basement. Now the party started at 10pm. The twerk contest started (there really wasn't enough girls there, but we did what we could with few black girls that were there) and I was getting everyone hyped up. None of the roommates actually took part in the contest. All these nikkas were sitting around watching and eventually the girls stopped dancing. My friend's gf started chanting for her friend (big ass booty) to start dancing. I joined the chant and tried to get everyone to chant too. My girl got mad at me for saying her name and got right at me. I told her to chill, I'm just trying to entertain my party, you gotta be understanding. She got mad and walked off. I went upstairs to talk to her and I told her how much of an ass she was being. When we weren't together, I had to deal with this bytch making out with another bytch at a birthday party, so I immediately brought that up. I told her that I didn't say shyt when that happened, the least she could do is chill. She didn't and remained mad at me. This bytch actually ran away from the party to go to her girlfriends huse and kept giving me vague answers to my texts and calls. Later, she came up to me asking me to turn the grill off while I was playing beer pong. I said okay, and googled how to do so. Now, I was fukked up by this point. I googled how to do that, and what came up was to close the grill and let it go out on its own. So I went back to play pong. She kept nagging me about it, and I kept telling her I had it. Eventually, she got mad and went to go do it herself. I went after her and told her I got it. When I went out there, the grill was closed and the fire was out. At this point, I came back in and told her that there wasn't even a fire. She gets mad and tells me that I should've did it when she first asked me. I said y'all could've did what I did and googled it if it was that serious. She says someone could've got hurt, I say no because no one was back there and the fire wasn't even on. She refused to let the shyt go, brought up how her sister got burned (because her dumbass tried to cook frozen egg rolls in hot oil) The next morning, I was helping her clean up. Whenever I asked if I could help, she gave me attitude. Eventually I gave up and told her I was going home and drove off. She called me crying and saying she was gonna leave me, blah blah blah, so I came back. Helped clean up. We argued some more and I told her she was being a dikk. She cried about it. Got in the car. I said bye but she wouldn't give me a kiss. Next day she texted me before she got on the plane and asked me if I forgot when she was leaving. Honestly, I was confused about when she was leaving but that's because she told me she was leaving that night we were arguing. I told her we will talk when she gets back. It's been a few days and I haven't talked to her, aside from when she texts me.
I've barely been talking to her, never texted her first since she left. I'm thinking that when she gets back, I tell her that she has to mature if she wants to stay in this relationship. If she wants to continue acting like a child then I'm going to have to leave her. I really do love this girl but I refuse to put up with her bullshyt. She continues to bring up everything she did for me (like I never did anything for her) and acts like she didn't do anything wrong. This bytch really ran away fom the party at her own fukking house over some bullshyt. That worst part is, she's been a big positive to my life since we started talking. Where do I cross the line?