A/N: Hey everyone, thank you all so much for the reviews, favourites and follows, you're all the best! Before you read on could I ask a favor? Does anyone know a piano piece that was made in the 80s - 90s? If you know, could you please let me know in a PM or review? Thanks! Enjoy :D
November 6th 1992
Dear Friend,
I didn't look out for her and I feel awful about it even though she said she was okay. I just wish I could have kept a better eye on her if I knew it was going to happen. I keep thinking to myself that one day we will look back on tonight and laugh. I doubt it, but I sure hope so.
I guess I should tell you what happened. Well, tonight was the night of Patrick's party. Diana had been pretty excited about it all week.
"Is this your first party?" I asked.
"Second." She said and left it at that.
She seemed excited but more nervous. I didn't blame her and I didn't ask her about her first party. I had already asked her a lot of questions for the past four days and I didn't want her to think I was being intrusive.
Anyway, on the night of the party I picked Diana up like I promised. We stayed silent on the car trip but it was a good kind of silent. It was like we didn't feel like we needed to break tension because we were content staying quiet.
Patrick was at the front porch greeting everyone until his eyes caught on mine and he ran up to me and hugged me.
"Charlie!"
"Patrick, hi!"
"Who did you bring with you?"
"This is my friend Diana, she's a freshman."
"Well any friend of Charlie's is a friend of mine, come in, I'll show you around. Is this your first party, Diana?"
"Not really, I don't–"
"If your first party was crap it doesn't count."
Patrick draped his arm around Diana and led her inside. Diana already seemed comfortable around Patrick.
I couldn't believe how many people were at the party. Some of them I had seen at previous parties before Sam and Patrick went to collage but had never really talked to that much. But I ran into Bob, Alice and Mary Elizabeth who I didn't think I would see again because they would be too busy to even think about high school. But each of them talked to me, even Mary Elizabeth! Mary Elizabeth said she was doing a course in law or magazine editing or something, I lost track of what she was talking about, Alice said college is tough but she's enjoying it a lot, and Bob is Bob. I found Diana a little later on talking with two seniors so I wasn't worried about her.
I had a drink with Patrick at the pool table that reeked of cigarette smoke. He wasn't very good at playing pool but it was fun to see him pretend that he was. Patrick asked me questions about how school was and how I met Diana.
"School is okay. I met Diana a few days ago. I walked up to her and started talking."
"See, Charlie? If you keep that up you'll have friends coming out of your ears."
I try to imagine what he means by saying that but all I can think of are the people I had only a few months ago and I can't think of anyone else being like that. I know there are other people who are as good of friends but it's hard to picture who those people might be.
I asked Patrick how collage is and how things are going with Andrew. He said that collage is a lot of fun and things with him and Andrew are going really well except they're reaching the stage of their relationship where they scream at each other for about an hour and then they end up making out.
We were getting pretty tipsy by the second game of pool. We started betting our money on who would win the game and I couldn't believe it when Patrick started to lose his money to me. I wanted to stop playing after our third game because I was getting afraid I would make him broke. We ate more chips but I didn't drink anymore because I had to drive home.
I went to find Diana a little later on because I started feeling bad that I had just left her with strangers. But that's not the bad part. The bad part is that when I found her she was outside throwing up in the grass.
"She had four tequila shots," one of the seniors told me.
I ran outside to help her but she had already passed out in the dirt by the time I got there.
"Diana I'm really sorry!"
I felt the need to say it to her over and over again until she woke up. She could barely stand up without my help.
"I'm sorry, I ruined the party."
Patrick and I took her inside to get the vomit cleaned off of her. She was so drunk she kept passing out on the way upstairs. She was mumbling something about her mom and being drunk but then she would pass out and wake up again.
While Patrick and I cleaned her up Diana started to cry and said to Patrick how sorry she was that she ruined his party and she will never do it again. Patrick didn't seem to mind and he hugged her because she was crying so much.
He let Diana sleep in his room for a little while until I would have to take her home.
"I like her, I think she has promise." He said to me and it looked like he really meant it even though I'm not really sure what he means.
I took Diana home after the party. We had to stop once so she could be sick, then when we arrived at her house she asked me if I still liked being friends with her. I said I did and I really hope she believes me. Because I really do like being friends with her. I think she's great.
Love always,
Charlie
