My boyfriend had a friend who was burned up by the fact that we were dating, and for awhile he was behaving very passive aggressively, trying to make me look like a horrible boyfriend over any little thing in a desperate attempt to break us up so he could move in. My boyfriend stuck up for me and I trust him, but I was still angered over the fact that he refused to cut this person off for his comments toward me, because I literally did not do anything other than have my relationship and I would have had no issue hanging out with him, had he not desperately tried to confess his "feelings" for my boyfriend. He was so insecure that if he wasn't texted back for a few hours he would ask if my boyfriend was upset with him and one night even tried hang up calls. I told him that he was toxic and that this friend has to go. I was brushed off.

So he has a party and decides to invite both of us, but really he only invited me to get my boyfriend to come. Despite my warnings that this party was a bad idea. I was brushed off. He likes to drink and wanted free alcohol. We get to the party and its alright, kind of. It was basically all family, coworkers, and a neighbor or two, no friends except two people that I knew of. Most of the house was ripped up and under construction and looked like a disaster. There wasn't anyone there that we particularly wanted to talk to, and I was over it but he wouldn't leave because alcohol. The second he goes to the bathroom, however, the jealous friend comes over (which I knew was going to happen long before we left the house) and I mentioned that I was ready for bed. He asked how old I was and then went off on some drunken rant about how there is no bedtime and I'm supposed to enjoy life...because going to bed at a decent time means I don't enjoy life or something. I know from things he has said before that he's miserable and hates himself, which is why he's been smoking as long as I've been alive and gets blackout drunk every night at home alone, and I think he was projecting that on me.

Oh, and this drunken tirade was in front of his family and friends. For the first time in my life I was speechless - I was at a loss for what to say. I know what I wanted to say, because someone that insecure, bitter and lonely is easily knocked down. I got up and walked away and went to find my boyfriend and say what happened, but he came out on the porch before I could. I don't remember what he said but he threw a drunken tantrum at me. Again I did not say or do anything other than walk away after his first , unprovoked drunken fit at me. It took all of my patience to not call him out on his jealous bullshit and point out just how much of an ugly loser he really was, but I bit my tongue again and went out to the car. My boyfriend just watched, didn't say anything or stick up for me because he was drunk too by this point. one of his relatives who saw everything came out and thankfully sided with me agreeing how inappropriate he was acting toward me.

on our way home I was so angry, not so much about what the jealous friend did, but that my boyfriend brushed off all my warnings and then didn't even stick up for me that I screamed at him. He was drunk and told me I was acting like a child (brushed off again). We left my car at someone else's house so i had to call my friend in tears to help me get it, I got all my things and left him.

We've made amends since that night, once he sobered up he realized what a fucking douche he had been to me, and we talked for awhile. We blocked the jealous friend on everything we could think of. We are still dating, and the jealous friend is still bitter and lonely, and still can't see that the way he treats people will ensure he stays that way and that nobody will ever feel sorry for him. I feel some pity for him, and I don't like to gloat but in the end we are happy and he isn't. Id say that I won.