Day 67: Tales Of Nothing To Worry About And Suede
Day 67: Tales Of Nothing To Worry About And Suede
Day 67 Of How To Move On From A Man — 1LD
The rain started pouring as I had never heard it before.
The tin roof on the back end of 1 Lovelock Drive always amplified the noise but never like this before. I couldn’t hear myself think let alone anything else whilst the rain and hail lashed the building.
It was exciting, almost exhilarating to be inside. Had it been nighttime, I would have snuggled under my thick blanket and watched old episodes of Friends.
But it was only after lunch and you know, work to do, and all that.
James was in his room.
I’ve noticed ever since he moved in that he uses the powder room adjacent to the kitchen when he had to do a number one. But when he says he’s going to his room and doesn’t return for twenty minutes, it’s number two.
It’s times like this I’m thankful for ensuites.
Yet, when he returned from his room, he didn’t return to the desk. Instead, he arrived wearing chinos and a tailored blazer. A little fancy for the afternoon workday, I thought.
Any fool would know he was going out.
I watched him stop and listen to the rain. “Oh shit, that’s pretty heavy.” I nodded at his assessment.
“You’re going to get your suede shoes wet if you went out today.”
James pursed his lips.
He looked unimpressed by my assessment. I wasn’t purposefully trying to shit on his parade, but the rain wasn’t stopping anytime soon.
And it wasn’t like I was in control of the weather, either.
“But I have to go out,” he wined, with his shoulders slumping. “I don’t really have a choice.”
Now would be the time any normal best friend would explain where he was going.
A dental appointment.
A date with a hot lover.
A meeting with his bank manager.
Do they even have those anymore?
Whatever it was, most people tell the person in front of them. And as his best friend, I had never been so left out of the loop.
But things were different now. Our new relationship was changing before my eyes. I felt, at that moment, I couldn’t stop it.
And the overwhelming feeling that James was hiding something from me was now engrained in my mind more than ever.
“Where are you going?” The question felt loaded, even as it innocently left my lips.
“A meeting. Finance stuff. Nothing to worry you about.”
He left. And of course, I worried.
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