That's when I am starting this post. I am working at the moment, so it may not get posted until after midnight. I know that I already posted tonight, twice, but I feel that I need to. I also feel I need an A.A. meeting. I have been slacking on them, and that's the first step toward relapse. Not that I am thinking of using or anything, I just want to stay on the right track.
Kelli and brian had been seeing each other for about a week before he decided to tell his girl. He called me one day and said, " I told T everything, we are separated." I thought this was kind of shitty, they had just started living at a new apartment in Dover. I helped pick the place out. It was big and nice, and the rent was super cheap. So Brian went to stay with his parents, and T got stuck alone at the apartment. That's when I started to feel bad for her.
She tried calling me a few times, and I just didn't answer my phone. Then I got a message from her that made me have to call her back. She was crying and desperate, and just wanted to know what was happening. I guess I have a big heart, I always want to help others when they are down. I try to get people to smile whenever I can. When she answered, I could hear the sadness in her voice. She asked me what was going on. So I told her what I knew. That Brian and Kelly were having a tryst, and it was just Brian trying to be free. T told me that Brian had told her nothing about Kelli. Oops. My bad. Brian actually had the nerve to get mad at me for telling her, when he had told me that he already told her everything. So he lied to me. No biggy. I then convinced Brian to go back to T. He thought for awhile that I did this just to get my shot at Kelli. But he was happy with his choice to go back to T in the long run.
The day that Brian told Kelli he was going back to T, was the day before Annabel was moving out. Kelli and I were working together that night, and she asked if we could hang out, so I could try to cheer her up. We went back to the beach first, with some beers and a mission. We talked for what seemed like hours. It most likely was hours. That's how Kelli and I were in the beginning. We could just talk and talk, and never get bored of each other. When we got along, (which you will see, was not often), we were the best. After much talking, I decided maybe we should get a hotel for the night and drink some beers. Kelli had no problem with this, seeing how she split time between staying in her mom's closet, literally, and sleeping in her Bronco.
Long enough for tonight my friends. I love you, and hope all is well. See you soon.
P.S.- Yes Kristen, my Lassel Adventure will make it here eventually! Miss you!
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