I laid down in my bed and sighed over the thought of him abandoning me. He didn't really abandon me. He had just chosen to kind of…not be in my life anymore.
We were at his 24th birthday party. He was shoveling food down his throat and talking to me on his couch. SHE was watching us. SHE wanted so bad to get me away from him. SHE couldn't stand the fact that I was basically his best friend. We didn't seem to notice her.
Randy smiled at me and randomly broke out into laughter. I loved him to death. I felt like we were inseparable. Best friends forever.
Yeah, ok. Best friends my ass. I was so wrong.
We continued to talk and laugh. Bianca Madonnia, my cousin and my least favorite person In the world, was the girl who was watching us with envy. She was envious for two reasons:
1) She despised me. We hadn't spoken to each other since the end of the 6th grade
2) Randy was her boyfriend. She didn't like the fact that his best friend (me) was a girl, especially since she absolutely hated me to death.
She walked behind the couch that we were sitting on and started massaging Randy's shoulders right in front of me. I felt the anger building up inside my body. Here I was, sitting in front of the man of my dreams, watching this fucking bitch cling to him like drapes! CHEAP, CLINGY DRAPES NEVERTHELESS!
"B, can we not do this right now?" Randy asked. "Why, baby? Is something wrong?" she replied as her hands slowly made their way down to his chest. "Um…no, but I'm kind of in the middle of talking to someone," he said, getting slightly annoyed with his over obsessed girlfriend.
Who am I kidding? I would've probably been over obsessed if Randy was MY boyfriend.
"Forget about her!" Bianca screamed angrily. I looked at her in disbelief. She was retarded. Did she not know that I was sitting right there and that I could hear her? "I mean…come on, baby," she said as she climbed over the couch and pushed me out of the way. She was now in the middle of us. She climbed on his lap and began to make out with him. I couldn't believe what was going on. How could he be so inconsiderate about the fact that his girlfriend was my enemy?
They stopped after about twenty minutes of kissing.
Ok, this next part is the part that changed my life.
After they decided to stop being disgusting, Bianca stood up. "Ok, Randy, so now there's on thing I want to make clear." Randy looked up at her as if she was some friggen Roman goddess or something. "As long as you're with me, you're not allowed to speak OR hang out with HER," she said as she pointed his finger at me. At thing point I was ready to explode. I stood up and started to flip out on her. "YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS! YOU'RE FUCKING INSANE, BIANCA! WHAT KIND OF SICK PERSON ARE YOU?!" She rolled her eyes, put a smirk, on her face, and shrugged. I looked over at Randy to see that he was actually putting thought into this decision. I was so shocked. I thought that he would be a good enough friend to just pick me. She was obviously a piece of shit if she wanted him to choose between his girlfriend and his best friend! "Randy, are you kidding me?" I asked, "You're actually THINKING about this?" He looked at me and then back at the bitch. After finally making his decision…he grabbed Bianca's hand and walked upstairs with her, without saying a word to me. My eyes filled up with tears and I walked out of his house. I wasn't planning on speaking to him for a long time.
And here we are, five years later…and nothing has changed.
