This happened while I was in college — and yes, my cousin “Star” gave me her blessing to share it. Some background: my cousin Star (not her real name — but she really is the star of every room) and I are incredibly close. She’s three years older than me, and we’ve always said no one comes between us.
At the time, I was 20 and heartbroken over my high school boyfriend. Star (then 23) invited me to a Halloween rave to lift my spirits. She was living with college housemates and casually mentioned I might hit it off with one of her friends — let’s call him Jason (25M). When I met Jason, I thought he was cute, nerdy, funny, tall — on paper, a total catch. We clicked instantly. But since I lived three hours away, it didn’t go beyond that night. Fast forward about a year: I got accepted to a college much closer to Star and Jason.
That winter, Star invited me to her school’s concert, and things with Jason picked back up. We started actually dating. Not casual talking — real dates, constant communication, and several months of a relationship. I was falling for him hard. Then, the day after my birthday, Jason sent me a long, out-of-nowhere text saying:
“I had fun, but I never liked you like that.”
I was stunned. He had kissed me, slept with me, made me feel wanted for months — only to say it meant nothing? I was heartbroken. Star was furious. She told me, “He’s a snake, and I regret ever introducing you.” She helped build me back up, reminding me of my worth. But I was still deep in my feelings.
If you’re wondering whether Star had feelings for Jason— no. Star was seeing someone else at the time. A guy who lived near my new school. Then came Star’s graduation trip. She told me it was supposed to be a group trip to South America with her housemates. Later, I found out Jason had intentionally told the others not to come — so it ended up being just the two of them. Star didn’t realize he had orchestrated the entire trip until after they were already there. While I was at home crying into Bridget Jones for the fifth time, Star texted me that Jason had hooked up with a tourist on the trip. I was like — of course he did.
I started focusing on myself again… until I got the text. That dreaded: “Hey.” And like a fool, I responded. Jason came back around, this time saying he wanted to be “non-exclusive.” And I — still heartbroken — agreed. We slipped into a messy situationship for nearly a year… until he ghosted me again, no warning. At that point, I was finally done.
Then came New Year’s. I was hanging out with Star, and Jason’s name came up. She looked annoyed. Me: “Why do you look like that?”
Star: “I didn’t want to tell you, but Jason and I aren’t friends anymore.”
Me: “What? Why?”
Star: “Because he told me he loved me.” She shut it down immediately:
“In what world would I ever be with the guy who dated my cousin?”
After that conversation, Star cut him off completely. She hadn’t spoken to him for months by the time the next incident happened.
Then came the cabin trip — a trip Star didn’t plan, and she didn’t invite Jason. Another friend did. During the trip, Jason once again asked Star if she’d give him a chance. She rejected him (again). Later that night, he hooked up with one of Star’s high school friends.
The fallout didn’t stop there — Star lost her entire high school friend group because of it. People either took Jason’s side, believed his version of events, or distanced themselves. Jason twisted the narrative and told everyone Star had led him on. He made himself the victim, and sadly, some people bought it. And to top it all off?
Star later found out that Jason had already cheated on me during our relationship — with one of her close college friends at a party she wasn’t even at. She had no idea at the time.
And now?
Star, thankfully, met her soulmate, married him, and is thriving.
Me? I married my best friend — someone who treats me like the main character, not a backup plan.
And Jason? Jason is married to the girl from the cabin trip — the one who ghosted her lifelong friend to be with the guy who schemed his way through all of us.
To his wife: I truly hope you don’t find out the hard way.
But girl — once a cheater, always a cheater.
Live long and eat shit, Jason.
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Backup of the post’s body: This happened while I was in college — and yes, my cousin “Star” gave me her blessing to share it. Some background: my cousin Star (not her real name — but she really is the star of every room) and I are incredibly close. She’s three years older than me, and we’ve always said no one comes between us.
At the time, I was 20 and heartbroken over my high school boyfriend. Star (then 23) invited me to a Halloween rave to lift my spirits. She was living with college housemates and casually mentioned I might hit it off with one of her friends — let’s call him Jason (25M). When I met Jason, I thought he was cute, nerdy, funny, tall — on paper, a total catch. We clicked instantly. But since I lived three hours away, it didn’t go beyond that night. Fast forward about a year: I got accepted to a college much closer to Star and Jason.
That winter, Star invited me to her school’s concert, and things with Jason picked back up. We started actually dating. Not casual talking — real dates, constant communication, and several months of a relationship. I was falling for him hard. Then, the day after my birthday, Jason sent me a long, out-of-nowhere text saying:
“I had fun, but I never liked you like that.”
I was stunned. He had kissed me, slept with me, made me feel wanted for months — only to say it meant nothing? I was heartbroken. Star was furious. She told me, “He’s a snake, and I regret ever introducing you.” She helped build me back up, reminding me of my worth. But I was still deep in my feelings.
If you’re wondering whether Star had feelings for Jason— no. Star was seeing someone else at the time. A guy who lived near my new school. Then came Star’s graduation trip. She told me it was supposed to be a group trip to South America with her housemates. Later, I found out Jason had intentionally told the others not to come — so it ended up being just the two of them. Star didn’t realize he had orchestrated the entire trip until after they were already there. While I was at home crying into Bridget Jones for the fifth time, Star texted me that Jason had hooked up with a tourist on the trip. I was like — of course he did.
I started focusing on myself again… until I got the text. That dreaded: “Hey.” And like a fool, I responded. Jason came back around, this time saying he wanted to be “non-exclusive.” And I — still heartbroken — agreed. We slipped into a messy situationship for nearly a year… until he ghosted me again, no warning. At that point, I was finally done.
Then came New Year’s. I was hanging out with Star, and Jason’s name came up. She looked annoyed. Me: “Why do you look like that?”
Star: “I didn’t want to tell you, but Jason and I aren’t friends anymore.”
Me: “What? Why?”
Star: “Because he told me he loved me.” She shut it down immediately:
“In what world would I ever be with the guy who dated my cousin?”
After that conversation, Star cut him off completely. She hadn’t spoken to him for months by the time the next incident happened.
Then came the cabin trip — a trip Star didn’t plan, and she didn’t invite Jason. Another friend did. During the trip, Jason once again asked Star if she’d give him a chance. She rejected him (again). Later that night, he hooked up with one of Star’s high school friends.
The fallout didn’t stop there — Star lost her entire high school friend group because of it. People either took Jason’s side, believed his version of events, or distanced themselves. Jason twisted the narrative and told everyone Star had led him on. He made himself the victim, and sadly, some people bought it. And to top it all off?
Star later found out that Jason had already cheated on me during our relationship — with one of her close college friends at a party she wasn’t even at. She had no idea at the time.
And now?
Star, thankfully, met her soulmate, married him, and is thriving.
Me? I married my best friend — someone who treats me like the main character, not a backup plan.
And Jason? Jason is married to the girl from the cabin trip — the one who ghosted her lifelong friend to be with the guy who schemed his way through all of us.
To his wife: I truly hope you don’t find out the hard way.
But girl — once a cheater, always a cheater.
Live long and eat shit, Jason.
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