Ross and I were always together. We used to do everything together. Sometimes we acted as a couple. This "life" we had created together was great, but also very confusing to other people. I was still going on dates but I could never find what I was looking for. One night, after I came home from a date, Ross came over and we started talking.
"How was your date?", Ross asked with sadness in his voice.
"It was okay. But he's not what I'm looking for," I said kinda frustrated. "Why can't I find someone Ross?
"Well, I don't know why Rach. You're beautiful, talented, amazing. You're a guy's dream."
I was touched by what Ross had said. I was so blind back then. He was declaring his love for me and I never picked up on it. Maybe I didn't wanna pick up on it. I don't know anymore.
"Thank you Ross. You're so sweet. What would I ever do without you?"
"I don't know Rach. You wouldn't have anyone to cheer you up after your sucky dates," he stated.
"But what if I never find someone?" I whined. "I'll end up an old maid!"
"C'mon Rach. Maybe you're looking in all the wrong places. What you're looking for might be right in front of you. You just don't see it." With that, he left.
I thought a lot about what he had said that night and after that, I started looking at guys that I knew but never really paid attention to. I never looked at Ross and 'till this day, I don't know why.
When I think about it now, I feel so bad for Ross. There he was, trying to tell me that he was in love with me and I was completely blowing him off without knowing it.
Ross never let on his emotions so how was I to know that he was in love with me? While I was sitting on my couch crying my eyes out thinking that he was getting married to her. I became angry. How dare he yell at me when I told him I was in love with him? If he had done something before Sandra came into our lives, we might have been together by now. So, if you think about it, I'm not entirely to blame. At least, I had the courage to tell him, even though it wasn't the right moment, I agree.
I looked at my watch and sighed. It was over. He was married to her. And to think that I was the one to introduce him to her. What a fool I was!
My thoughts were interrupted by a light knock on the door. I was surprised when I opened the door to see Ross standing there. He was wearing his tuxedo and he was looking like a mess. I stood there, my eyes red from crying, being unable to say anything. I was hoping it was a sign of some sort. And I now know that it was a sign. For some reason we stood there, just looking at each other. I could tell Ross was devastated. Why was he like that ? I didn't know, but I was going to find out.