- Gender and Relationships
History Of A Best Friend
I've had many friends throughout my life and have been quite lucky in that respect but like many I had a best friend. This is just sort of a hub to remember the good times throughout our friendship and apply a timeline to it. I won't explain every aspect or event in our friendship but there are a lot of interesting times that if I don't chronicle now I may eventually get old and forget the laughs we had in those times. I also won't use real names it's easier that way.
I remember as a teenager the first time we met. I had gone to youth group as I often did on a Saturday evening and as they were playing an organized game I slipped away to wander the town instead of getting involved. Bad I know but I was a teenager and playing hooky was what I often did when I felt uncomfortable where I was. After a little while I came across another of my friends, we'll call him Allan, also wandering about the town with a yet unknown dark haired girl, we'll call her Gillian. Little did I know at the time but we were destined to become best friends.
The first meeting wasn't really the catalyst that created our close bond as we three walked around the block several times. We eventually found our way back to the church and she also met a mutual friend that would become her boyfriend, we'll call him Omnie.
The next time we met wasn't really the ice breaker either. I had spoken with Gillian and one of her friends, we'll call her Dermid, on the phone and she told me they were taking speed. At the time of course I knew she was joking but later that night as we attended a dance she approached me and tried to convince me they were joking to which I replied, "Sure, sure!" To me it was no big deal I was just bugging her but to her it was the end of the world and she promptly slapped me and stormed off. At that point I thought maybe she had a bit of a temper issue.
Later that night at the dance my girlfriend, we'll call her Meddie, gave me back a watch I had bought her. I knew that it meant we were over and I left the arena and sat outside against a brick wall waiting for the dance to end. Toward the end a good guy, we'll call him Wes, I have not really been around since that night stopped to see if I was alright with his girlfriend, we'll call her Chattie. I explained I had been dumped and he offered me his lady.
Chattie said she wasn't sure and that it was a little on the spot for her, but she seemed to be contemplating being with me or spending the night with me or something. Not wanting to offend I told him that it was alright and that I still had feelings for my girlfriend. I also wasn't really that type of person and found the offer very unusual but as said he was a really nice guy and the only one that stopped to see if I was OK.
The following Sunday I as I was leaving church Gillian approched me and saw I was quite down in the dumps. One thing I came to learn about her is that she was really in tune with others feelings and needed to help others. She spoke with me and consoled me about the breakup and told my brother, we'll call him Stephan, that she and Dermid would call our house later that evening to see how we were.
Later in the evening they phoned from their residence. Apparently they had gotten drunk and were rather silly on the phone. Eventually throughout the course of the evening Dermid fell asleep and my brother left to play video games. But Gillian stayed on the phone with me. We spoke for almost six hours. By the time Stephan left she had sobered up a little and we began to discuss all kinds of things: life, family, little green men, any number of interests. After that conversation was over I realized Gillian was a very caring and special person and that we were friends.
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