An Evil Ultimatum

GAH! Boy trouble. Sucks, doesn't it? The drama that surrounds dating.
So, if you've been following along my stupidly boring life, you'll remember Mark. And if you haven't, let me clue you in: Mark was my first friend here in Hell's Oven (A.K.A Las Vegas), Nevada. My first real boyfriend, and the guy who took my V-Card. He just turned 21. I just turned 18. We've been close for years. You figure out how illegal that was. So now you know a little about Mark, and our relationship.
That all ended last night.
We were sitting in the parking lot of a park (I had previously been in that same spot only a couple of weeks ago, celebrating the win of the Steelers during the Superbowl), and we were talking seriously, voices slightly elevated. Nearly the whole way to the park, Mark had been trying to convince me to have an affair with him, that Logan would never have to know, and that he missed me.
I asked him why the sudden change of heart; why ask me out now when I've been chasing him for months. Why now, when I have a boyfriend? His answer was that I was 18 now. Yeah. I'm betting that it's also because I'm with Logan.
So, we start talking about how we can't act like we always did around eachother. He called me a cock-tease, and that I can't even talk 'cause it turns him on. And it eventually turned out to this:
I would have to gain another 100 pounds, scar my face, change my voice (or just stop talking), not wear any makeup, and have Mrs. Lovett's hair (Sweeney Todd reference) to be able to ever hang out with him. I said screw that.
Then he started to ask why I was denying who I am sexually. Wait.... WHAT??? I'm not gay! But that's not what he meant. He says that when I'm with Logan, I'm not having the type of sex I want. He asked if Logan had ever handcuffed me or tied me up. I responded with "I take the fifth," and he was like, "I knew it." And I was like, what? again, because the conversation was going around in ciricles in my head, and I didn't get what that had to do with anything. Why should my love life matter to him?
Then he asked why I couldn't have both Logan and Mark. Umm... Because I'm in a very serious and loving relationship? Then he threw it: Either I cheat on Logan with Mark, break up with Logan for Mark, or never see Mark again.
So what did I do? I told him to fuck himself sideways, and left.
I love you, Logan.