—All “Douchebag Stories” are completely anonymous.—
We dated for 4 years and it was the summer after his first year of college.
I was still in high school.
He came home that summer and had to have a double hip surgery replacement.
He played hockey. Ugh, athletes.
Clearly being a sympathetic girlfriend, I felt bad for him and would come over before and after work. I’d bring him things or try to make him feel better in anyway I could.
Little did I know, I wasn’t the only girl stopping over.
One day I came over a little earlier than usual and saw a girl sprinting out of the front door before she sped off in her car like a bat out of hell.
At that point, I knew what was going on and told him to hobble his crippled ass outside and tell me what was happening.
He had to come clean. It was way too obvious. So he ended up saying they were, “helping him recover.”
First time I’ve heard of sex as a form of recovery for hip injury. Amiright?
So basically, he would literally have different girls over during the day and hook up with them when I was at work.
Now, let’s not forget he had TWO BROKEN HIPS and was in a WHEELCHAIR.
So, the sex sucked anyways.
LOL since he was cheating on me with two broken hips, I can only imagine what he was doing when he had two healthy and functioning hips.
Needless to say, we broke up that night and he still tries to get back together to this day.
It’s been 5 years.
Lesson: a cheater will cheat no matter what their health condition may suggest.
—-Send your douchebag stories to firstname.lastname@example.org—-