*Update*
Things have gotten even more messed up.

I don't know what to do.
Steve and I have been "on a break" or whatever...
We kind of agreed to do our thing, but tell each other if her kissed/hooked up with someone else...
Yesterday Steve was telling me he was letting go of me as a girlfriend and all this stuff...he said some other stuff...and I dunno...after I left I felt worse than I had before I saw him..
So last night...I went out with my friend (guy)..I KNOW he likes me...and I sort of like him...kind of a thing like, I would want to pursue something with him, but I'm scared of losing STeve...like losing him FOREVER, even as a friend.
Anyways...me and my friend, I'll just call him C..we were going to go see Gothica...but we were wayyy early..and stupid me, I think it would be good to go drink at my work before hand...well I'm an idiot..because I forgot I had been too depressed to eat ANYTHING since lunch, and lunch was only a couple bites of beans and rice...so I ended up drinking two Audios Motherfuckers on an empty stomach (they were like 80% hard alcohol)
And got Soooo drunk..I couldn't even walk, I had to totally fall all over C to keep me up (this was in the middle of the MALL in front of lots of people too)..so we stumbled to the movie..sat down in the movie for a couple minutes and I realize I am like, totally touching him and he has his hand on my leg and we are cuddling and all this shit...I was more fucked up than I had been in YEARS...Good Lord..so then I'm like "I'm going to VOMIT"..like really loud in the movies, and get up and try to run out of the theater but it's spinning and I fall on some guy on the way out..make it to the bathroom and puke...
SO then we left, no big deal..I was wayy to fucked up to watch the movie..and he had to drive my car to the store to get me water (after more puking in the planters outside, mind you)...but he drove to the store and bought me water and stuff, and was just soo sweet to me..
So then we went back to his house...hung out and smoked some weed and he made me a steak (which helped a lot)..this was where it started getting bad...
He just made me feel so good..and I feel this chemistry with him..I can't explain it but it's something that was never quite there with Steve..not in the same way. So we end up talking and flirting a LOT more than we ever have..I got really physical with him which was probably stupid..but God..his touch is like that butterflies in your gut, fire on your skin, shivering kind of thing...it's been SOOOOOO FUCKING LONG since I have felt that..so we wrestled and cuddled a lot...and talked forever..I just felt so good it was unbelievable..and I know that the only reason I could NOT think of Steve and how hurt he would be, was because I was so drunk..
It ended up with him basically saying this was torture and he wanted to kiss me soo badly..he started coming all close and like kissing/nibbling on my ear and OMG it was torture but in a good way..I told him it was too soon and I was just so damn confused..that I didn't know what I wanted or what was going to happen with Steve, and I didn't want to hurt either of them..
He was trying hard to be good but it was really hard for both of us, because I didn't really want to stop him either..GOD..he ended up kissing my neck and like, almost kissing me...just coming soooooo close and then I would have to stop it. I finally ended up leaving because he had school in the morning and I didn't want to keep him up all night...plus it was just getting too damn hard for the both of us.
So I went home and passed out, and I haven't talked to him since, although I'm sure I'll talk to him sometime in the next couple of days.
He usually comes by my work and talks to me (thats where I met him except he quit and works somewhere else now)
Anyways...apparantly Steve called my house numerous times last night, waking up my parents...freaked out as all hell...he calls me today and wakes me up and asks where the hell I was last night and I tell him, I'm not gonna lie. He tells me I need to decide...that this friendship isn't working out, and I either have to decide to get back together with him, or it's over for GOOD, with NO chance of ever getting back together, and if it's the second choice, he will not be talking to me ever again, and I have to come get my cat.
I can't tell you how sick this made me. I CANNOT MAKE THAT CHOICE! I still love him and he was my best fucking friend in the universe...HE MADE THIS SITUATION, WHY do I have to make a choice like this? I will NOT choose to never see him again, but I cannot get back together right now...he says I wont make the leap of faith for him and I don't believe in him...and I don't know if that is right or not, but I know when I think about getting back together right now, I don't exactly feel excited about it...I don't know how it would work..but I know I love him and when I dream about my future, I still see him there.
Now I feel I am going to hurt and hurt someone else no matter what. I like my friend C a lot, and even though I don't really want to jump into another relationship so fast, the thought of never talking to C again (what would basically have to happen for me to commit to Steve, C and I have waayyy to much chemistry to hang around together-I wouldn't trust myself) makes me very unhappy. I don't want to give up on something that I don't even know where it's going yet...
But OH MY GOD...it hurts so bad...seeing Steve, and thinking about what I lost...and how much I fucking loved him and all I did for him...all of our memories..it hurts..it hurts to the point where I want to get drunk every night just to numb the pain (not good I know)..
SO thats where it stands now...Steve says if I want to be with someone else he will cut me from his heart and never love me again. He also said that he could easily hook up with someone else tonight, to show me how it feels...that there are LOTS of girls who want to...and as much as that would hurt me, I wonder if it would make it easier...then at least I wouldn't have to feel guilty..
I don't want to hurt anymore...I don't want to hurt anyone..not Steve, not C, not ME...I'm so sick of hurting and I don't see any way out of this situation...I'm scared and my heart is fucking breaking...my life is falling apart...
And on top of everything, tomorrow is THANKSGIVING. The 27th. 3 Years since the day Steve and I met. I want to spend that day crying in bed, but NO, I have family coming in from all over that I have to put on a brave face for...Our fucking 27's were always so special to us...God this hurts.
