Day 46: Tales Of Frustrated BFFs And Soiree FOMO
Day 46: Tales Of Frustrated BFFs And Soiree FOMO
Day 46 Of How To Move On From A Man — 1LD
I couldn’t remember the last time Taylor had a mid-week party.
When GG asked us to her boyfriend’s place for one of his soirees, I hadn’t put it together it was on a Thursday night.
Not until Sophia noted she would be there after work and might be a little late.
I felt sad when she said that; I missed her. I hadn’t seen her lately, not since she revealed she was planning threesomes with her on/off boyfriend Malcolm.
I wanted to know if they had gone through with the planning.
Perhaps my body remembering Douglas in my bed, in my shower, bending me over my couch was starting to play mind tricks on me.
Either that or it really has been too long since a man made me forget my cares and worries, and pleasured me beyond recognition.
Back to the party. At least if anyone asked why I wasn’t there, I could blame the mid-week clash. That would be my excuse, anyway.
James spent the day on edge. As the hours ticked past, he kept asking me what time it would be ok if he left. The more he asked, the more I assured him he could leave anytime.
I didn’t care to adhere to our six knockoff times. There would be days in the future when I would need his flexibility, so better to stack up the work favors now before I had to beg.
God forbid if I needed to leave early one day for a date. Or a daylight booty call.
That would be the day, I told myself. Wishful thinking.
The time clicked over to three and James was squirming more than ever.
I had never seen him like this before anything. Not even one of our big meetings. Not even when finding the supplier to change our humble idea into a monumental reality.
After pacing the kitchen and fueling himself with another litre of coffee, I watched James storm out of the house and into the backyard. My little space outside wasn’t big enough to make any meaningful strides in, yet James seemed to make the performance work.
I followed him out there.
“Babe, are you ok? Why don’t you just get out of here now?”
He looked at me but wouldn’t stop pacing. “I’m fine. I can wait.”
He couldn’t wait. He was bursting out of his skin with impatience. It didn’t know whether to feel offended or not.
Yet, this was my best friend and I knew him well enough to feel offended. This manifesting anxiety wasn’t about me. It was about something else.
The more he wouldn’t tell me why, though, and the more he wanted to escape the day, the more this something else was something he didn’t want me to know.
I couldn’t deal with it anymore. “James, go. You’re no good to me like this. And have fun, ok?
“Just have fucking fun.”
With a hug and a kiss on the cheek, James left. Thank god this day was nearly over.
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