Day 55: Tales Of Mexican Stand Offs And Friendship Fights
Day 55: Tales Of Mexican Stand Offs And Friendship Fights
Day 55 Of How To Move On From A Man — 1LD
Most Friday nights in our little office are spent having drinks. James and I message GG and Sophia and see where they are and meet them for cocktails, wine, and dinner.
And if we can’t all be there, it’s ok. We get it. We all have lives.
But I doubt GG or Sophia wouldn’t have expected James and me not to send a group message lining up drinks.
I’m sure they thought we were dead. We were never missing in action like this.
But if they had ventured to 1 Lovelock Drive, they would have discovered James and I engaged in a Mexican standoff.
Him on one side. Pretending to have never heard of the conference before and accusing me of covering up what I was doing whilst he was “sick”.
And they would have discovered me on the other side, stubbornly digging in my heels, refusing to answer questions he already knew the answers to.
By the way, this lasted until around nine before I told him to get out of my house.
I had never done that to him before. I had never pushed James out of my home in anger or confusion. Nor had I ever withheld the truth when he asked it of me.
Every moment that passed since he left, right until GG knocked on my front door on Saturday afternoon, I justified my stubbornness. And as we walked down to Candy’s Bar at the end of the street to get a late lunch, I told her all about my justification.
“I know he’s lying to me,”
I said, feeling myself marching rather than walking. “I haven’t lied about what I was doing. Fuck, he didn’t even ask me what had been happening in his absence. He didn’t give me the chance to lie or tell the truth or anything.”
As we walked, I felt GG’s shoulders hunch.
Stupid me, I thought.
Of course, she knew all about James going to the conference. If Douglas was there, Taylor would know and then GG would know, too.
“But as you knew he was going to the conference, I guess you’re on his side, right?”
GG stopped walking and grabbed my hand. “I didn’t know James went to that thing until last night, I swear. If I had of know ahead of time I would’ve told him to pull his head in and tell you. Or include you. But James has his reasons and they aren’t for me to say.”
Why do friends do that?
You can see someone suffering in front of you, and you can end their suffering, but you side with the person inflicting the pain? All in the name of keeping secrets? It doesn’t make sense to me.
It all didn’t make sense to me.
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