Going to Sleep (cont)

Our arrival to Melissa's apartment was eagerly anticipated. Almost everyone gave a sigh of relief when they saw us hauling a huge canister of beer through the door. I looked around. There were many familiar faces, most of which I had not seen since I came to college. I spotted my good friend Diana, which also happens to be Melissa's roommate. My best friend Gerald was not with her. An odd sight being that they had been dating for about a year. Something, I sensed, was up.

The daze began. Drink combined with Rush, smiles with laughs, a rollercoaster of beautiful emotions inevitable when exploring a different state of mind. Gerald showed up and went directly into Diana’s room. There was a pinch of sadness in her eyes and a bit of tension in the air. She pulled me outside and told me she did not know what was wrong. Nasty vibrations had followed her and Gerald throughout the day and she had no idea how to handle it. There was an undeniable awkwardness between the two. I went and spoke to Gerald. He said he was feeling sick and also felt the tension. I suggested they should talk things over, honestly. If ever there was a cure to a dying friendship it was honesty. And so they spoke.

Faces appeared and disappeared throughout the evening. Most of which I had no desire talking to. In fact out of the four people I could hold a steady conversation with in that apartment two (Diana and Gerald) were ironing out differences, Burt had left, and Melissa was trying to keep the house in order. So I was left to myself.

It was getting late. People were unwanted in the apartment, only they did not get the hint. After a gauntlet of mean stares they finally decided it was time to go. Milljoy and I retired to her bed, the safe haven of the house.

“You know what’s weird?” I asked her.

“Tell me.”

“I’ve noticed that we have had a pretty good relationship since we came back from vacation. You are someone I really feel comfortable talking with. It’s strange because I never really open up to anyone. But I think it’s cool.”

“Yea I know. I never saw this coming. It just blind sided us.”

“What’s even better is that it’s purely friendship. Most of my problems with lady friends have been that started hooking up and everything just falls apart from there. I guess it’s the game. You constantly try to outwit your partner that it becomes a competition rather than a friendship and all honesty is lost.”

“I agree. I don’t think we should hook up. It will preserve what we’ve built up to this point.”

Right after that we embraced each other in our arms and drifted to sleep. Dawn’s rays had no effect on me then, for I was in the hands of comfort. Two comrades of the night bypassing the day with much to look forward to. For tomorrow there was going to be another party. Little did we know what was in store.