The Final Betrayal

So now fast forward to today. I've met this incredible person who we'll call "Hope" and I met her back in late June. Hope had ended a relationship very badly about two days prior when I formally introduced myself so I didn't bother to ask for her number. I figured if there was a semblance of a future, I'd run into her again. We ran into each other again and we became friends. Since my divorce, I developed a bit of a problem with alcohol. Not alcoholism per se but when I drink I tend to drink too much and it tends to get me into trouble. That being said I got really drunk about three weeks ago to the point I needed a lift home. In the process I confessed to her friends that I really liked Hope and had a crush on her. Innocent enough... well Hope found out and the following week I told her how I felt face to face. She accepted it and explained that she wasn't looking for another relationship. Fair enough, I wasn't looking myself and told her I would value simply being her friend. We hung out together on several occasions and things were good. Enter "Vader"... 
For two months I never mentioned anything about Hope to anyone, especially not AJ. This past Saturday (8/20) I skipped work and hung out with Hope all night. I was with AJ at the time I called her so naturally he learned about her existence. AJ and I went to see a mutual friend leaving for Afghanistan and then parted ways for the evening. AJ went home and I went to hang out with Hope. Come this past Tuesday, my mother upset me with her piss poor communication skills so I went AJ's house to blow off steam. In the process, AJ informed me that he had went to visit GF #4 at her place and she dropped some heavy news on him. Apparently she had been raped in her apartment after a night of heavy drinking and had tried to get into contact with me. Shocked was not the word... fast forward to later that evening. I went to karaoke, like every Tuesday night, and proceeded to have a good time. My friends were there and Hope was there. It came time for AJ to sing and he was out having a smoke. Rather than let my friend get skipped I went to go get him. To my dismay he was talking to GF #4. She had come to the karaoke bar with her roommate, some guy. We talked, I was uncomfortable and tried to be amicable. The conversation ended and I began to drink heavily. I did things I regret... I was very bad to Hope, behaved very poorly, like a creep. I apologized the next day but the damage was done.
Well, lo and behold I happened to spend the night at AJ's last night... Feeling curious, I looked in his phone and checked his call history. I had left to shower at my place and no sooner I left, AJ called GF #4. It explains everything, he invited her to the karaoke bar. I haven't seen her in three months, why else would she show? Why would he do that? As if almost to sabotage my evening. This is why I didn't want him to meet Hope. This is way I call him "rolling bad luck". Stabbed in the back, betrayed for the last time. How ironic when I "Unfriended" him the message that appeared to confirm my action: You are no longer friends with ____________. How true indeed.