I still jumped as I heard Katey leave slamming the front door behind her. Resting my head on my arms that rested on the table I tried not to cry.
The food forgotten that I was going to cook for our meal with the bottle of wine we both loved still sitting in the fridge I wondered what went wrong. All I did was tell her Paul had proposed to me and then hesitated to say more wanting to gauge her reaction. Looking angry was the last thing I expected before she got up and stormed out of the house.
I just sat there for ages and trying not to think of anything especially the worst that I had lost my very best friend for good.
The descending darkness as storm clouds built up in the sky above seemed to match my mood as I stirred myself and walked upstairs to my bedroom. I was glad my parents were away for the weekend now wanting to be alone to lick my wounds.
It was only 8 I saw by the bedside clock but, still I got ready for bed. Once I was under the sheets I reached for my teddy that sat in the chair by the side of my bed. It had been a long time since I had taken him to bed and I knew I needed him to comfort me now.
Sleep seemed elusive even though I prayed for it as the tears began to slowly fall. I cuddled teddy closer as I moved into a foetal position. All I wanted was for Katey to tell me Paul was not good enough for me or just not to marry him. I would have told her I won't marry him then as the truth was I had no intention of doing so anyway. Not, that Paul wasn't nice but I didn't love him. I expected mum to go ballistic when I tell her but not Katey to react the way she had.
Mum thought Paul would be a good catch. I was never sure if she just wanted me married off and to provide her with grandchildren. She still wonders when Avril my 22 year-old sister is going to have children. She has been married three years and still enjoying her job I know. She and Jeff her husband won't tell mum that though as mum thinks women should have children while they are still young enough to enjoy them. Although more likely, while mum is still young enough to enjoy them too.
The problem was I only went out with Paul as Katey was seeing his mate Kevin. They kiss and that and I guess I could be wrong but sometimes I get the impression Katey is just having a good time more than being serious. She started seeing him three months before my eighteenth birthday. So I sort of hooked up with Paul and we all went around as a foursome when Paul and Kevin weren't playing sports. It wasn't that often we all went together as they even played sports during the evening as well as during the day at weekends. My heart was never in it when Paul and I kissed when we did get the chance to be together. I can't say there is anything bad about Paul as he knows I am a virgin and in no hurry to give it up so won't push me to. I just told him I wanted to be a virgin bride when I married. That would have been true before I turned 18 but, now I have no inclination to either lose my virginity or to get married.
I did wish I could turn back the clock to the start of November last year. Not all good as I wanted my twenty-first and not my eighteenth to be my coming of age party. Mum got her way as like she said I could be married and it wouldn't be the same as well as I could be pregnant or whatever. I didn't want a big bash anyway but mum got her way again hiring the local hall for the Saturday night when everyone could get there.
I was actually 18 the day before and Katey and I decided to have a girl's night out to celebrate. Now I was 18 I could legally drink too so Katey wanted us get drunk. We did and both got as pissed as newts. How we made it home to her house I never knew although I have vague recollections of a taxi somewhere along the line.
Her parents were away which was why we were going to crash out at her place. I can just about remember that we managed to stagger up the stairs holding on to each other although falling over a couple of times. We used the loo although that is a bit vague too. And I think we often forgot her parents weren't there as we stumbled about trying to get undressed. There was a lot of shushing each other and then giggles as we kept getting tangled up in our clothes and falling over. How we did not end up with bruises I hadn't a clue.
I was so far out of it I forgot and stripped off completely as I always slept in the nude. Katey was nude too as we cuddled up. We tried to talk about the evening but our words were slurred so we giggled a lot. I did somehow manage to ask Katey why her room was spinning. She didn't know and wished it would stop which led to more giggles. Katey made me worse as the drunker she had got the more giggly she got which set me off.
Then she thought we had better sleep and I agreed as even my head seemed to be spinning when I closed my eyes. Katey thought a goodnight kiss first so I agreed. We often gave each other a peck on the lips as we had always been close ever since infant school.
This kiss went deeper and soon we were French kissing each other. I even started to sober up a bit. Katey said "mmmmm that was nice" and then turned on her back and before I could agree she was soon asleep. All I could do was lay there and try to come to terms with the fact that although I had always loved Katey as my friend I was in love with her now. What I could not fathom out was whether I suddenly felt that way or it always been slowly growing there deep inside me.
The next morning I awoke first and could feel the overwhelming love I now knew I had for her while I watched her sleep as she was facing me. We did smile and greet and give each other the usual peck when she woke up. I admitted my head thumped a bit too when she told me hers did and asked if I was the same. I did look for signs that she felt the same about me while we lay there looking at each other. It made me wonder if she was doing the same too but I was too afraid to make a move in case I was wrong and she didn't love me the same.