These real-life plot twists are insane. Some are awesome, some are tragic, and we can't believe they actually happened.
The happy couple
Bill was a self made millionaire by the time he was 18 yrs old. That was in the mid eighties. He has been one of my best and certainly most influential friends. 25 yrs ago he married a girl that I did not like or trust.I told him as much but he married her weird ass anyways. A few years ago she ran off with a guy she met at a ROLLER-SKATING rink. He apparently wooed her with his zooming around or whatever and Bill was single again. He met a girl and insisted I meet her. Bill remembered that I had not approved of his ex. We met for lunch at one of those awful buffets. This girl was BEAUtiful. She used English like a scalpel. Working on PhD. She was awesome. But I noticed little things about her. She had obviously been to finishing school. Then why did she have fingernail polish on her cuticles and a dress from a 1985 resale rack. There was just a lot of details that didn’t add up and Bill was getting ready to marry her. I told Bill that I thought she was hiding something but I didn’t care. This gal was high class and high bred. I told him she was great. Bill hadn’t met her parents till the wedding. It was at their beach house in Destin. It turns out that my friend hadn’t told his new bride of his formidable wealth.
BUT. She had been hiding the fact that her parents are legit billionaires. Bill deserves someone like her. (Source)
Father, son bonding
Parents split when I was little. Came out to my mum and stepdad when I was 13. Phoned my dad up when I was 16 because it was time I had to let him know. “Dad, I’ve got something to tell you.” “Whatever it is, I love you.” “I’m gay.” “So am I.” “wot?” (Source)
The two timer
I met a girl through POF and dated her for a year. She lived six minutes up the street from me, so we saw each other quite often. Both of us were quite introverted, so we mainly only hung out with each other. We both considered the relationship to be serious and exclusive.
Anyway, right from the start of the relationship, I noticed that she would text this one guy pretty frequently. I asked her about him, and she told me that he was her tattoo artist. Just to be snoopy, I checked out the website of the place she gets her tattoos done. Sure enough, there was a tattoo artist there with the same first name as the guy in her phone, but the last name was different. I asked her about it, and she quickly called me out on being paranoid, and how it was ridiculous to think that she would lie to me. I agreed, it was pretty paranoid of me.
Maybe five months later into the relationship, I’m on facebook and I decide to search the name of the guy in her phone. A profile comes up in the same small city we both live in, but there is no profile picture or anything. I decide to bring it up with her again, because now there is two facebook profiles: one who is actually a tattoo artist, and one who has the same name that is in her phone. She freaks out on me for bringing it up again, and tells me that I’m crazy. I agreed, but just wanted a straight answer. She told me that I had nothing to be worried about. I apologized, and we got over it.
About a year into the relationship, I found her on POF. I would periodically go on there to see if she recreated her profile (we both deleted our profiles). I found a profile that I thought might be hers, but obviously no pictures. I catfished it, and it turned out to be her. She was back on POF and looking for guys. I had all the evidence I needed, and I was going to confront her with it the next day and break up with her…however, I thought that if I was going to break up with her, I was going to message this facebook profile I had found that matched the name in her phone, just out of curiosity…
PLOT TWIST: I message the guy. He gets back to me immediately. We converse, and it turns out that he is her boyfriend. I had been her second boyfriend the entire time. She met him two months before she met me. She bounced back between me and him for an entire year, neither me or him knew about each other. He saw my name in her phone once, and she said that I was her tattoo artist. Every time I ever called her out, I was right. Every time she was gone mysteriously at night, she was with him. Every time she said she was hanging out with a friend of hers, she was with him. She doesn’t actually have any friends. It was always him. Anyway, we both broke up with her the next morning and met the next day to have a beer. Haven’t spoken with him since. (Source)
The peanut lover
Quit my professional job with a two week’s notice letter quoting John Muir:
The mountains are calling and I must go
Now I make peanuts at a ski resort. I love peanuts. (Source)
Rob’s fiance
In my late 20’s, I met a woman on the internet (IRC) and dated her long distance for five years, flying up to visit her or her to visit me every couple weeks – we always stayed in hotels when I visited because she had cats and I have intense allergies and it was fun. Spent most holidays (Christmas & Thanksgiving) with her and her parents, her Dad took me out boating, lots of “future son” time. Took her home to meet my family. Tried to move up to be closer to her a couple times but both times fell through due to problems with my job, but I was working on it. Thought I was going to marry her.
On one trip, we decided to stay at her parents house while they were in Florida. Walked in and there was a note on the table from her parents that said “We’re in Florida, in case of emergency contact our daughter Wendy or her fiancee Rob.”
Plot Twist: I’m Pete. She was cheating on her boyfriend/fiancee with me for five years and her f_cking parents were in on it.
(note – this was 2002-2006, an example of what life was like before social media.) (Source)
Happily ever after
I had a marriage of 5 years, with 2 wonderful children, a gorgeous house, 2 cars in the driveway, and money in the bank, then plot twist, the kids could belong to any of the other half dozen men going out with my wife. Love a good drama. (Source)
Sexual fluidity
I struggled with my sexuality a lot, it took me years to admit that I was gay. 10 years after coming out of the closet, I fell for a girl and it caught me completely off guard. Sexual fluidity. I’m still not interested in other girls, just that one. (Source)
Office antics
I was pursuing this woman that I worked with and she was playing along and flirting back with me. She would often just gaze at me and hold eye contact with me in a very seductive way. I was totally hooked on her until this one day. She confessed to me that she was married, to a woman! (Source)
Old Friends
This is kind of mine, and kind of my mom’s: When I was a kid, I moved to a different state, and eventually made friends with a girl at my new school. We eventually ended up having a sleepover at my place one night. In the morning, her mom came over to pick her up and get to know my mom and me. When our moms got to talking, they discovered that not only were they from the same state (that nobody involved had lived in for at least 10 years), but that they had played together as kids at the same church. (Source)
Long lost kitties
Had two cats. Adopted them at different times, and they were the same age or close to.
They both got sick and had to be taken to the vet. He took blood tests on both of them, said he noticed similarities and then ran them against each other. I don’t understand what exactly he did but it revealed that they were related. Yep, like brother sister. They were adopted years a part, one as a kitten and one at 2 years old. Barely lookalike either. Honestly couldn’t believe it. (Source)
The estranged grandfather
My grandfather left my grandmother for another man after 35 years of marriage (and the raising of two kids, a daughter (mom) and a slightly mentally disabled son (drunkle)). It messed my grandmother up pretty bad.
Fast forward 16 years. My mom dies from liver failure. Me and my kid sister are young and broke. Grandmother is old and broke. Grandfather pays for EVERYTHING. Nobody says anything to him. No thanks, no condolences, nothing. I want to go see him and talk to him, thank him, and see how he’s doing.
I ask my grandmother where he lives, on the grounds that “he told me he had something important he needed to tell me.” Pulled out of my ass, obviously, but Grandmother bursts into tears and confesses that Grandfather is not my mom’s real father. She had a whirlwind romance with some traveling jack_ss conman who left her as soon as he could. Grandfather offered to marry Grandmother and raise my mom as his own. Mom never knew. I was stunned…
My grandmother was always really judgmental of other people, and looked down on anyone else in this exact situation. She was sobbing at this point, and I snapped at her to stop because blood never really played all that heavily into what me and my sister considered family, and that she shouldn’t consider it, either.
Anyway, that’s how I found out one of my family’s biggest secrets on accident, and then promptly didn’t give a sh_t.
Neat plot twist, tho. (Source)
A dark sense of humor
I don’t know if this is a plot twist but I find it funny.
My boyfriend use to have a sh_tty run-down Mustang and would joke with his friends that he ‘liked his women like he liked his cars: can’t run’
After dating for a year and half we got in a car crash that left me paralyzed from the waist down.
Don’t feel bad for laughing. This is funny, guys. Yes, we are still together. The crash was not in the Mustang but in a Ford Ranger. Boyfriend was not injured in said accident. The sex is good. (Source)
Who’s your daddy?
My uncle is actually my father. I’m not referring to my mother’s brother. Backstory: My mom slept with two brothers (at separate times). In the 70’s they could only give a blood test for paternity. I didn’t find out until I was 14 when we all took a DNA test who my actual a Father was. (Source)
A nice surprise
Wife was pregnant with our third and last (planned) child. We ended up in the ER as she was “miscarrying”. The nurse cried because “the fetus was not viable” so there was nothing to be done. It was horrible. One of the first times I felt completely helpless as an adult. Welp. Turns out the miscarry was actually her body making room for twins. The girls are 5 now. Went from “losing” 1 to gaining 2. (Source)