Always the Last to Know: Weenie Hut Jr. Edition

Everybody knew. Nobody told you.

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Two years of knowing Clara and she's finally your girlfriend. What you don't know is that she spent those two years sleeping with Ethan, one of your oldest friends, while nearly everyone in your friend group knew and kept quiet. Their arrangement ended before you and Clara started dating, but nobody has told you about it, including Clara herself. Now Jacob, another longtime friend who only recently discovered the truth, has decided it's time you knew. The question is whether your friendships, and your new relationship, can survive what he's about to tell you.

WIBTA if I told my best friend that his girlfriend used to sleep with our other best friend?

Throwaway because some of my friends use Reddit. Changing names obviously.

I (21M) have two best friends, User (21NB) and Ethan (21M). We've known each other since freshman year of high school and ended up going to the same college, same engineering program, everything. We made a bunch of friends freshman year including Clara (21F), and we've all been pretty close ever since. Same classes, study sessions, hanging out at each other's places, you get the idea. We've basically spent the last two years doing everything together.

Well, beginning of this semester User and Clara started dating. They've been together about two months now and honestly they seem really happy together. They're pretty much inseparable and she seems really into them too. Which is why I'm sitting here typing this instead of sleeping.

Last week I found out Clara and Ethan had been hooking up for basically the entirety of freshman and sophomore year. Two YEARS. Apparently they were FWB and Clara wanted something serious but Ethan didn't, so they stopped over the summer. Then about a month later Clara started dating User. And the real kicker is that almost our ENTIRE friend group knew about it except me and User. Liam (another friend) knew because Ethan told him, Emmanuel caught them making out at a party and got asked to keep quiet, and my girlfriend Valerie knew too. Nobody said a word.

I only found out because people had been acting weird around User and Clara lately. Like awkward silences and looks whenever they did couple stuff. I caught Liam making a face at something totally innocent and pulled him aside afterward to ask what his problem was. He tried to dodge the question but eventually spilled everything. I honestly thought he was screwing with me at first.

So I went and asked Valerie (21F), my girlfriend of almost a year, if she knew. Yep. She'd known for MONTHS. We had a pretty nasty argument about it. She said it wasn't her place to tell someone else's sexual history and that Clara and Ethan were both single at the time, which, okay, fair enough. I'm not saying they weren't allowed to sleep together. But I asked how she'd feel if she'd been dating someone for two months and found out they'd spent the previous two years sleeping with one of her closest friends, and everyone else already knew. She didn't have much to say to that. She does think User should know now, for what it's worth, and told me I should be the one to tell them if Clara won't.

What bothers me most is how normal everyone has been acting. Ethan still hangs out with User, jokes around, asks about their relationship, the whole thing. And Clara spent two years wanting Ethan to be her boyfriend, got rejected, then started dating one of his closest friends about a month later. I hate even thinking this but what if she's only with User to make Ethan jealous? I don't know if thats true. Maybe she genuinely likes them, she certainly acts like she does, but the timing is pretty damn suspicious.

To be clear, I don't think Clara cheated on User. As far as anyone's told me, she and Ethan stopped before they started dating. I just think User deserves to know, especially since Ethan is supposed to be one of their closest friends. Maybe User won't care about the sex part, idk. But finding out everyone knew and nobody told them? I can't imagine that going over well.

I found all this out right before midterms and decided to wait until they were finished because I didn't want to dump this on User right before a bunch of exams. They ended today, so now I'm basically doing the exact same thing everyone else did, keeping a secret from them. Valerie knows I'm going to tell them but nobody else does. I feel sick about it because I know this could blow up the entire friend group, and maybe their relationship too, but I can't just sit there smiling at them knowing what I know.

So WIBTA for telling them? Or am I sticking my nose into something that happened before they were even together?

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u/throwaway_justsaying
 · 14 hr. ago

NTA. Everyone's getting hung up on whether Clara was obligated to disclose her sexual history, but that's not really the point here. Your friend has been sitting at the same table as people who know something about his girlfriend and his best friend that he doesn't. For TWO YEARS. Ethan especially is a piece of work. Tell your friend and let them decide what to do with that information. They deserve the choice.

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u/actually_its_complicated
 · 12 hr. ago

NAH, except maybe Ethan. I don't think Clara owes her boyfriend a list of everyone she's slept with, and I don't think the rest of the friend group had any obligation to spread that information around. But given that Ethan is one of his closest friends, it's understandable that this would feel different from finding out she dated some random guy before him.

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u/throwRA_engineering21
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 · 11 hr. ago

That's kind of where I'm at. I don't think she did anything wrong by sleeping with Ethan. It's that he's supposed to be one of User's best friends and he's been acting like nothing happened this entire time. I just keep thinking about how I'd feel if I were in their shoes.

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CAST Jacob Your best friend since middle school. Loyal, conscientious, and sometimes overbearing, Jacob has discovered a secret the rest of your friends have been keeping, and he's decided you deserve to hear it.

Clara Your girlfriend of two months. Warm, affectionate, and evasive, Clara has a complicated history with Ethan that she's been increasingly afraid to tell you about.

Ethan One of your oldest friends from high school. Charming, outgoing, and effortlessly confident, Ethan has a knack for making people feel at ease, though his tendency to avoid difficult conversations has left some things unsaid.

Liam A laid-back engineering student with a dry sense of humor and an aversion to confrontation. Ethan trusted him with the secret, but an uncomfortable encounter with Jacob finally got him talking.

Emmanuel A shy engineering student whose occasional mischievous streak surprises his friends. He accidentally discovered Ethan and Clara's arrangement and has spent a year wishing he'd never been dragged into keeping it quiet.

Valerie Jacob's affectionate, quietly assertive girlfriend. She knew about Clara and Ethan for months and believed it wasn't her secret to share, a decision that has now caused the first serious rift in her relationship with Jacob.

Kaitlyn Valerie's cheerful, eccentric roommate, known for her colorful clothes, enthusiasm, and tendency to talk before thinking. She's friendly with the group but completely unaware of the secret threatening to tear it apart.

INTRODUCTIONS A Difficult ConversationIt was just a college town, an engineering program, and the kind of bond between friends that only comes from three years of shared academic torture. Jacob Wesson and Ethan Harris had been your friends since early middle school and freshman year of high school respectively. University brought Liam, Emmanuel, Valerie, and Clara into the picture. Eventually somewhere between the lectures, late-night study sessions, and weekends wasted away the group solidified into something natural and easy. At the beginning of junior year, you and Clara had started dating. Two months later, things were going well. Clara was warm, attentive, and affectionate, the kind of girlfriend who remembered little details and found excuses to spend time together. There were dates, lazy afternoons, little shared routines that slowly became something more. Even the rest of the group seemed happy for you, although lately there were a few awkward glances and conversations that stopped as soon as you entered the room. Midterms had barely finished when Jacob called. "Hey. You busy?" He sounded tired and paused for a time before continuing. "Listen... could we meet up at Dot's? There's something I need to talk to you about. I'd rather do it in person." Another pause. "It isn't an emergency. Just... whenever you can, okay?" The diner sat a few blocks away from campus, a squat metal, glass, and neon eyesore with a faded red awning and an OPEN sign in the window. Inside the air smelled of coffee, fryer grease, and the special of the day sizzling on the griddle. A waitress carried a stack of plates behind the counter while the television above the register spoke about the war. Jacob was already in a booth in the back. His sleeves were pushed to his elbows and a mug of coffee sat forgotten by his phone. He looked up as you approached, gave a small, uneasy smile, and gestured to the opposite seat. "Hey. Thanks for coming." He waited for the waitress to pass, then spoke as he rubbed his jaw. "Look, I found out something last week. About Clara and Ethan." He stopped, glanced toward the window, then tried again. "Apparently they were, uh... sleeping together. Friends-with-benefits. Almost two years, like part of freshman and all of sophomore." He reached out and pulled the mug close to himself. "They stopped over the summer, before you two got together. I checked that much. But Liam knew. Emmanuel knew. Valerie knew, too. The whole squad knew before us." He stared into the black liquid between his palms. "I found out right before midterms. I was gonna tell you then, but I figured you had a lot going on, so..." His head shook "I dunno. I thought waiting was the right thing to do." Jacob finally looked up. "It's all so weird." Sighing, his brow furrowed. "I keep thinking about how many times we all hung out together and nobody even hinted at anything. I don't even know what to make of it." He pushed the ceramic mug aside "Anyway. You deserved to know. I just with I had something better to tell you." Literal HitlerThree years of engineering courses, shared dormitories, late-night study sessions, and weekends wasted together had turned one particular handful of college students into something resembling a family. Jacob Wesson and Ethan Harris had been your friends since middle and high school respectively. Liam Briggs, Emmanuel Vargas, Valerie Nguyen, and Clara Howe had joined the picture during freshman year, and somewhere, somehow, the seven of you had become practically inseparable.

Over time, you struck up a close friendship with Clara, but never went any further. Things changed at the beginning of junior year. Asking her out, she said yes, and two months later, the relationship was going well. She was affectionate, attentive, and seemingly happy to be with you. The others had been supportive, too, although lately there had been some odd pauses and exchanged glances whenever the two of you were together.

Midterm week had finally come to a close, and the usual cafeteria table had become the site of an impromptu celebration. Empty coffee cups, crumpled scratch paper, and a half-eaten basket of fries occupied the middle of the table. Ethan leaned back in his chair, arms stretched overhead, while Liam stared mournfully at the remains of his lunch.

"I'm telling you, that last question was written by literal Hitler," Liam said.

"'Literal Hitler' is like, super dead," Ethan replied.

"And? Where's the body? Professor Holmes is an ancient German expat from Argentina. Just saying."

Across the table, Emmanuel laughed into his sleeve. Valerie was showing Clara something on her phone, and Clara, seated beside you, had one hand resting casually on your forearm. "Oh, that's cute," Clara murmured, leaning closer to the screen. "Where'd you find that?"

"Kaitlyn sent it. She's already planning something for Friday." Valerie glanced toward Jacob. "Speaking of which, are you coming?"

Jacob hadn't contributed much to the conversation. He sat with his elbows on the table, turning a paper coffee cup between his hands. "Huh? Oh. Yeah, probably."

"Enthusiastic as always," Ethan said, grinning. "What's wrong, man? Exams are over. You're supposed to look happy."

"I'm fine." Jacob set the cup down, then straightened it against the edge of a napkin. "Just tired."

Clara turned toward you, smiling as she brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"We should do something this weekend, too. Just us. Maybe Saturday?"

Liam reached for his drink, missed the straw, and knocked the cup against his plate. Emmanuel's smile faded. Ethan shot a glance at Liam before looking back toward the table.

"Jesus, Liam," Ethan said. "You good?"

"Yeah. Fine. Just apparently forgot how hands work."

Valerie looked at Jacob. He was staring at the tabletop now, his jaw working slightly. "Jacob?" she said quietly.

"Yeah." He rubbed a hand over his face. "Yeah, I know."

Ethan's eyebrows rose. "Know what?"

"Nothing." Jacob pushed his chair back a few inches, then stopped. His gaze moved from Clara to Ethan, then finally settled across the table. "Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked, his voice unusually careful. "Just us. There's something I need to tell you."

It's Always the TextsYour girlfriend Clara had a way of remembering things. Coffee orders, favorite snacks, the name of a professor you'd complained about once three weeks earlier. She remembered which movies you'd already seen, which restaurants you liked, and the little details that most people forgot five minutes after hearing them. It was one of the things that had made her such an easy person to be around back when the two of you were just friends.

You'd met her during freshman year, through the engineering Living-Learning Program that had brought most of your college friend group together. You met Jacob in middle and Ethan in high school, while Liam, Emmanuel, and Valerie had become familiar faces somewhere between shared lectures and increasingly brutal study sessions. Two years you'd known Clara, and for whatever reason, you had asked her out about nine weeks ago. She'd said yes, and the two months since had been filled with those kinds of pleasant discoveries that come with turning an old friendship into something more.

Tonight, with midterms finally over and done with, Clara had invited you over for an evening spent doing absolutely nothing.

Her apartment was warm, the kitchen still smelled faintly of that evening's takeout teriyaki dinner, and an assortment of blankets occupied one end of the couch. A half-finished bowl of popcorn sat on the coffee table beside two drinks. Knick knacks of various shapes and sizes stood watch over the living room. On the television, the opening credits of a movie were playing while Clara searched through the blankets for the remote she'd somehow misplaced.

"I swear it was right here." She lifted a cushion, frowned at the empty space beneath it, then spotted the remote blatantly sitting on the armrest. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she looked sheepishly in your direction. "Oh. Well, that was embarrassing." Laughing softly, she picked it up and settled onto the couch. "Okay, so I was thinking we could go out Saturday. There's that little Italian place near campus, the one I told you about? Their garlic bread is literally amazing."

Clara's phone buzzed against the coffee table. She glanced at it absently. The notification was unreadable at the distance, though the amount of content looked significant. She reached for the phone, unlocked it, and squinted down at the device. Her smile disappeared. Her eyes tracked side to side, then stopped as another vibration shook the phone. For several seconds, Clara sat motionless, staring at the screen. Then she locked the phone and placed it facedown on the table.

"Sorry. Just Ethan being Ethan." She picked up the remote, turned up the volume, then almost immediately turned it down again.

"Actually, hang on." Her fingers tightened around the remote. She glanced toward the kitchen, then down at the blanket gathered around her legs. Her lips parted and closed and, just for a moment, she looked as though she might say something about Saturday instead. Finally, she set the remote aside and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, although it hadn't fallen into her face.

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

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