Three Months Later
" Laura what flowers do you think will look good at the wedding? The red and pink roses or the lilies?" Rachel asked me.
"The roses." I replied back. I haven't been the best maid of honor you could say, but how could I? I was helping the woman I loved get prepared for her wedding. I was helping her leave me. After the night she told me her big news I've been totally miserable. The night she had told me her news I cried and cried until I couldn't cry anymore, all my tears had dried. Yet that same night I promised myself that I would try to move on with my life and that I would be her friend through the whole wedding procedures no matter how much it broke my heart.
"Laura? Laura!!!"
"Huh what? What were you saying?"
"Laura what's wrong with you? Why weren't you listening to me? What were you thinking about that is so much important than I am?"
"Rachel calm down please."
"Well what were you thinking that was more important than me?"
"Do you really want to know Rachel? What I'm thinking of?"
"Yes, I want to know, especially if it's getting you distracted."
"Well I was thinking of nothing specific, to be honest." I replied with a whisper and sadness on my voice.
"Laura what were you thinking of? Tell me, I'm your best friend."
"You want to know what has me so distracted?"
"Yes."
"I was thinking about the night you told me Ron proposed to you. I was thinking about how I cried and cried that night. I was thinking how this last three months I've missed work because of the pain you've caused and how I no longer care about my job or anything else. I was thinking how I am suffering while I see you get ready to be married to Ron! I was also thinking, how you could ask me to be part of your wedding and as your maid of honor knowing that I love you!" I replied with all my hurt and anger in my voice.
"Laura...I'm so sorry...please...I didn't mean to..."
"Save it Rachel, I don't need a pity talk. I assume you are done with choosing your materials. I mean we have the cake, dress, flowers, designs, and the place, now if you will excuse me I need some rest." I gave her a quick hug before leaving. "Bye Rachel."
"Bye Laura." I heard Rachel whisper to me.
Later that night
"You actually walked out on her? You aren't supposed to walk out, you're her maid of honor!" My friend Natasha said. Natasha and I had become friends the minute we saw each other at a lesbian bar down at New Orleans about two years ago. We were both too crazy and wild; we ended as best friends with friendly love. She was the one I went to when I needed advice or when I just needed a shoulder to cry on and trust me lately I've needed a lot of advice. For three months Natasha has been taking care of me, yes childish of my part I know, but she was the only comfort I had.
"I couldn't just stay Tasha, I know I should have but I couldn't. It just hurts so much to see her happy with someone else." I said softly.
"I know sweaty but you have to hold on. You only have two weeks left."
"I know Tasha, God I need to get drunk, wait no correction I need to get wasted." I said with exasperation.
"What you need Laura is to get laid, that's what you need." Natasha said with lust in her eyes.
"Really now, you offering?" I whispered with a wolf like smile on my lips.
"Oh my God!!!! I finally found you Laura, I've been looking for you everywhere." I heard Rachel say behind me. I could also see the mischief and annoyance in Natasha's eyes, as she looked deep in my eyes and gave me a wink.
"Hey Rachel, how have you been?" Natasha asked her.
"Natty it's been a while, you look amazing, I've been great and you?"
"I've been better lately since I've begun spending time with Laura. I mean now that she's single I've been trying to take her to clubs; you know maybe find her a date or two. I mean I would of course date her myself but you know she's not interested in an old hag like me. " Natasha said as she gave Rachel a sweat innocent smile. I however choked on my soda as she said this. I could see the surprise in Rachel's eyes as this statement came out of Tasha's mouth. I couldn't help but laugh a little at Tasha's last comment knowing full well that Natasha was easily one of the most beautiful and sexy women ever.
"Oh Natty you aren't old, you're what just three years older than Laura." Rachel said with a smile. I could hear a bit of jealousy in Rachel's voice, which surprised me. I wondered if Rachel was feeling old or had problems with Ron. Imagine that problems already and they haven't been married yet.
"Oh Rachel I know but at twenty-five I feel old darling. Anyways how's the wedding coming along?" Natasha asked.
"The wedding is coming along well, Ron is happy that it's almost over so the whole drama about everything will be over and he can enjoy me as he likes to say." Rachel said with a smile in her face. I looked at my hand as it fisted and my knuckles turned white as snow. I couldn't help asking the next question that came to my head.
"What about you Rachel, you mentioned Ron being happy that it's almost done but how do you feel." I asked with a smile on my lips.
"How do you think I feel Laura, I couldn't be happier that my wedding is almost here." Rachel said a bit upset.
"Hmmm you sure don't sound convincing."
"Well of course I am why shouldn't I be? I have a great soon to be husband, kind and generous he is. He is every woman's dream." Rachel said defensibly.