Sunday, June 30, 2013

Blog Story: The Best Friend


Jen banged on Shelly's door with tears in her eyes. 

"What are you doing here? I thought you and Raymond had plans tonight." 

"We had a fight."

Shelly rolled her eyes. "Come on inside. Would you like something to drink?"

"I'd rather know why you're rolling your eyes." Jen sauntered inside the tiny apartment closer to her friend.

"I think you're doing it again."

"What would that be Shelly? Stop with the riddles and make your point."

"Okay, you want the truth. Well, here goes. You sabotage all of your relationships. You will have a good man but you give him hell until you finally break him down. You always drive your men crazy."

"That's not true. I told you my issue with Ray. We've been together for years and he still hasn't made any concrete future plans to permanently include me into his life. I need to know where these four years with him is taking me. I don't think that's asking for too much Shelly. Let's be real here."

"He's not going to marry you."

"Why not?"

"You two don't make sense. You don't fit. You're like oil and water."

Jen took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "I've been noticing a change in you. When I ask for advice all I get is negativity. You've been this way for a while now. Why is that Shelly?"

"I know Ray's not the man for you. He's an accomplished doctor. The majority of his time is spent on building his career. You require too much time and attention that he can't commit to you. He needs a woman who will understand his career and schedule."

Jen remembered to take a breath. "How dare you stand here with that smug look on your face while you spew so much crap out your mouth! I understand my man's career and time limitations. I love that he's committed to his career. The only thing I ask is that he be that committed to me. I want to be married to Ray. I love him dearly."

Shelly smirked. "That's not going to happen sweetheart." She glanced at her diamond watch and said, "I need to go. So, that means you need to be on your way." 

Jen scrunched her eyebrows. "Some kind of best friend you are to throw me out when I need you the most. My boyfriend is refusing to marry me. We're constantly fighting about it and I don't know why. I need you to help me make sense of this Shelly."

"You should go home and think about it on your own." She opened the door and ushered her distraught friend out.

"Wow, hope you have a good evening friend."

Shelly placed her clutch under her arm and locked the door. "I know I will." She tugged at her short skirt.

Jen huffed and started her engine. She thought about the way she left things with Raymond and figured he was worth her effort of attempting to fix things between them. So, she raced through the neighborhood to a small boutique close by to buy the most seductive teddy and pumps for his viewing pleasure. Jenn grabbed an armful of candles to set the moon. She then traveled to his favorite Italian resteraunt to grab something that would be sure to give him a foodasm and remind him of his years in Italy. That always put him in a better mood. After ordering she sat at the bar and returned a few emails on her phone while enjoying a couple of drinks to calm her nerves. "He better see my effort and stop all this silly fighting with me," she mumbled. Finally their dinner was ready. So, Jen grabbed her carry out dinner and raced out to her car so she could get to her man. She sped to the other side of town in record time. But, her mouth dropped wide open when she saw Shelly's car parked by the garage. "What the hell is she doing here." Jen hopped out the car and placed the gold key in the door but realized the bolt was locked as well. So, she banged on the door and rang the doorbell as if she were a deranged woman until Raymond finally showed his face.

"Jen, what are you doing here?"

"Never mind why I'm here. Where is Shelly?" She barged inside in pursuit of her so called friend.  

Shelly stood calm with a smile on her face in the den by the fireplace holding a glass of champagne.

"What are you doing here? Looks like you guys are having a little party and forgot to invite me. What the hell is this?" She smacked the bottle of champagne to the hardwood floor cracking the bottle.

Shelly never flinched. Instead she motioned for Raymond to join her by the fireplace. "I think it's time you told her."

Raymond cleared his throat and did as he was told. "Shelly and I have been dating a little over a year now. She's pregnant and we were toasting to her accepting my proposal to become my wife."

Jen held her stomach. She felt like she'd lost her ability to breathe. "You've got to be kidding me."

"Tell her to leave so we can continue with our night baby," Shelly ordered once again.

Raymond jumped in position but before he could utter another word Jen grabbed Shelly's arm. "I really want to smack you with this bottle but you're not worth the trouble." She walked away. "By the way Jen, has your fiancé told you he's been cheating on the both of us and has a baby on the way with Rene? I'm sure that should give you guys baby another kid to play with on a daily basis. Good luck with that wifey." Shelly grabbed a chocolate covered strawberry and pranced out the door with a smile on her face for dodging that manwhore bullet.

1 comment:

  1. AnonymousJune 26, 2013 at 10:10 PM

    OMG I loved this! These things happen every single day with so called friends! Good thing you flipped the end so the sorry friend didn't win!


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