This happened years ago, but I thought I’d share because it was insane and I want this to reach Smosh (🤞). Anyway, I (13 at the time F) had been fighting with my (ex) best friend of seven years (13F) and stopped talking to her months prior, due to her stealing my AirPod pros and lying about it, as well as her bullying my friends and talking shit about me behind my back. Something that is important to understand for this story is that she was adopted from a very emotionally abusive family as a kid, and then got put into an amazing family, accept for the fact that unbeknownst to me at the time, her dad was doing some pretty inappropriate things toward her that I can’t mention on here without getting flagged… so yeah she had a rough life. (Isn’t an excuse but still.) also important note: I was super clingy since she was my first bestfriend and in her words would always “crawl back” when we fought. She wasn’t wrong… So eventually, I give in and apologize and we try to restart our friendship. We didn’t tell anyone at first because we wanted to break it to them slowly, but when we did they all acted ok. (They secretly hated it but didn’t feel like it was something they could comment on.) anyway, time passes and I invite her to my camping bday party with two other friends. Fast forward to day of, we all hang out and have fun and even see some cute dogs that I tell her not to touch because we obviously know nothing about the people at that camp ground. This was all fun in games, that is, until I start getting more attention, because it was MY birthday party. This girl, we’ll call her Jane Doe bc I’m a theatre nerd, decides she needs to be the center of attention. She then proceeds to throw a hot dog on the ground, stomp on it, and then just stand there. When we ask her about it, she simply replies, “sorry guys I blacked out.” This was only the beginning. We all move on, a little annoyed as she fakes more blackouts, but just kind of leave it there. Hours later, she goes to the tent, and lays down. We hang outside without her and eventually decide to ride bikes, so we tell her to come out of the tent and hang out. She then starts shouting that she’s claustrophobic and can’t get up because she’s shoved between the air matress and the wall. I’m really annoyed at this point, and so I get my mom as a thirteen year old with issues does, and surely enough, the minute she walks over there Jane is no longer paralyzed. At this point my real friends can tell I’m frustrated, so my now best-friend (BLESS HER) tells Jane that they should go on a bike ride and she can take my bike. When they leave I vent to my friend, and ultimately decide that if she keeps this up, she’s gonna have to go home. My now best-friend comes up ALONE and I ask where Jane is. She doesn’t know. She’s gone. That’s when I find my pretty expensive mountain bike that I let her take laying in the MIDDLE OF A RANDOM ROAD. And guess who’s playing with the dogs I told her not to for her own safety? When I saw that, I had my friends distract her while I went for a walk to clear my head. That’s when I decided to call her mom. She didn’t answer me, so I got my mom and she got her amazing mother to pick her up. While we’re waiting, I play nice and just focus on my other friends. It starts getting darker and me and my one friend start doing things like slapping each others butts (don’t ask it was just something we did), when Jane decides she wants to join and starts roughhousing with my now bestfriend. We do this down the road on the way back to our campsite, all the way until we reach the tent. When we get into the tent, me and my one friend start tackling and tickling each other, and then Jane decides to make a motion toward my best-friend that lets just say was not very appropriate to do to my best friend… yeah….. So my bestfriend pushed her off, and then told me later what had happened. (Years later my best friend has said to me AND I QUOTE, “if any of you ever wonder if your gay I can PROMISE you I am not and I know from that night.” I think she’s traumatized now. ) When Jane finds out her mom is picking her up since my mom told her her mom was almost there, she starts crying and telling us that her mom abused her and wouldn’t take her to therapy. (Idk what she was trying to get us to do) Even though her mom is quite literally like my second mom, who I still talk to even though I don’t talk to Jane. Her mom came and got her and then the rest of the night was a blast. But that’s where that story ends. Well, other than the part about her finding out that people would believe her about what her dad did (which was awful) and deciding to start lying more about her mom abusing her to the point where she got taken away and moved in with her aunt…. And I always advocate for the victim, but in this case I couldn’t because she lied about everything, and with my mom working for CPS in the past, I feel like she’d see the signs. But hey that made not breaking no contact a lot easier 😂 anyway, I just thought I’d share my story. I know this may seem like a crazy long post, but this was with me leaving out details… if you want any background info or anything in the comments just let me know and I’ll be happy to answer. So Reddit, AITA for making my now ex bestfriend leave my bday party after she humped my bestfriend, faked blackouts, wasted food, accused her mom of abuse, lied to me blatantly, faked claustrophobia, AND almost broke my bike to pet some dogs?