“No kidding?” I got up and walked over to the phone, where a message had been scrawled out on the back of a cereal box. “You’re not going to try to convince us to move downtown again?” Betsy looked around. Nothing dangerous.” I waved my arms dismissively. “Mmm-hmmm, remember when she had the idea that we should go foam dancing, and I dislocated my knee?” Betsy reached down and rubbed her knee. “Dangerous territory if I remember correctly.” She said some interesting things about Miss Von Longorial. Well, maybe not my side, per se, but she certainly isn’t on Alicia’s side anymore. “Hey.” I snapped my fingers in front of their faces. “That’s how my high school boyfriend found out I was gay,” Kim added. “Yeah, but when he catches her making out with her best friend, the cat’ll be out of the bag.” Betsy nodded knowingly. “Did she tell you she was gay?” Betsy smiled proudly and elbowed Kim. “No, nothing like that.” I shook my head. “If she told you to lose weight, I am going to find her and kick her ass. You are not going to believe what she said.” “One of the bridesmaids.” I plopped down on the chair and faced them. “Guess what Shawn told me today at the dress boutique?”
“It was touch and go for a while.” I pulled a chair out from the table, setting it between them and their view of the television. “And you made it out unscathed?” Betsy asked. “You guys should have seen Alicia in action. She picked out a great dress.” I laid it across the back of a chair. “What do you think?”īoth girls glanced at the dress and oohed in unison. “It really was.” I opened the box and held up the dress. “I’ve never seen four women go from thinking they’re the bomb to wanting to do a colonic all in the course of one dress fitting.” “It was interesting,” I said, dropping my purse on the table. “How was the dress fitting?” Betsy added. Kim and Betsy’s eyes rolled off the screen and onto me. She was keeping secrets from him, and Shawn suggested to me that she was only marrying Gabe for the status. But I’d heard otherwise at the dress fitting. Well, sugar-free, fat-free vanilla yogurt, maybe. To the naked eye, she seemed as sweet as chocolate cake. I’d had the entire bus ride home to analyze every moment of my afternoon with Gabe, and I’d come to the conclusion that it was officially time to investigate Alicia further.
When I came home from Gabe’s apartment later that night, I burst through the door and faced Kim and Betsy with wide, crazy eyes. I just wanted to get away before he came back… Then call Gabe’s cell phone to tell him where I was. When I stumbled past them, the girl called me a slut. After Cameron left his room, I crawled off his bed and made my way to the door, passing a couple making out on the couch in the rec room.
My throat was raw from screaming, and the sound of bass right above the bedroom was buzzing in my ears. I’m still hoping that journaling about it will help… My nightmares are starting to get out of control.
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