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I have another really good one...

I had a friend from school who was at the same uni as me (he graduated last year) and we maintained a friendship of sorts, maybe saw each other once a month, we weren't especially close and I think perhaps he considered me to be one of his best friends because he'd moved to my school after being bullied at his previous one and he never kept friends for particularly long because he was quite a volatile person... (hint: foreshadowing!!) whereas I've had most of my friends for years and years, when I befriend someone I consider them a friend for life until proven otherwise. I'd always held this boy at an arm's length because he was so volatile but he'd never taken anything out on me before so I maintained our friendship.

That all changed when he was drunk one night and I showed up at a party he was at and he started a rumour about me while I was sober and in the same room. I was literally looking at him and listening to him when he said to other people that I had gone home with someone the night before when I categorically hadn't. Rather than cause a scene, I just decided to slip away from the party and go home and decided not to bother being friends with him anymore. A few weeks later (as was normal, as I said, we didn't speak much anyway) he tried chatting to me and I didn't reply. He then started to message me regularly trying to meet up and then eventually started asking me if I was ignoring him.

Eventually I replied saying that I wasn't speaking to him and didn't consider him to be a friend after he started a rumour about me. He denied doing it, so I told him that it was when I was in the room and was actively listening to him when he said it. He denied doing it and then said "it's not my fault if you're annoyed with me" so I said "I hope you have a nice life, I'm not your friend anymore." I removed him off Facebook and that was that... or so I thought.

Over a year later, I was at home for summer working in a full time office job and was woken up in the middle of the night by a friend calling me asking if I knew my ex-friend's home phone number. I said no, why? Apparently he was calling people up telling them that he was going to commit suicide, so they were looking for his home phone number to tell his parents. I snorted and said "he's bull****ting, don't believe him" and got a barrage of abuse from a few mutual friends until it turned out two days later that he had in fact been at home with his mum and wasn't remotely suicidal, he was just attention seeking. I told all of our mutual friends to never ever contact me again in relation to him and nobody ever has. Psycho!