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Author's Note: Prelude to Forever is a short story that evolves over a twenty year friendship. This excerpt takes place while the main characters are in their junior year of college but contains a flashback to their senior year in high school:
I brought in a stack of firewood and sat it on the hearth while I kept my eyes glued to the front door.
“Are you okay, son? You looked stressed. The semester is over, you should try and relax.” My father appeared behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder.
“I’m okay.” I lied.
I was extremely nervous. It was Christmas Eve and I would see Rachel tonight. I hadn’t seen Rachel in person in almost three years after we parted ways on pretty shitty terms. We’d half assed apologized and made up over e-mail but I still missed having her in my life. I wondered what she’d been up to and whether or not she had a boyfriend. I don’t know where that thought had come from- Rachel was totally allowed to date or have a boyfriend especially since I hadn’t been a saint over the past three years. Not that it mattered- we weren’t a couple or anything. I had ruined all chances of that ever happening on the night of our senior prom three years ago . . . .
“So, are you leaving already?” I asked her.
“Yeah, Ernest’s allergies are acting up, so he’s going to take me home.”
What a spaz, I almost felt bad for paying him to ask Rachel out. But at least it kept her from the clutches of Ethan Taylor and the assholes who had bets on who would be getting laid on prom night. It’s not like she couldn’t get a date on her own, I just figured Ernest would be a safe choice, so I told him I would pay him to ask her out. He almost had an asthma attack when she said yes.
“Man, it’s so early.”
“I know I really wanted to do something else.” she shrugged.
She looked so beautiful. She was by far the prettiest girl at the prom. Even my date, Alicia couldn’t hold a candle to her especially with all that shiny lip-gloss plastered on her mouth. She was definitely going to have to wipe it off before she put her lips on me.
“Something else, huh?” I frowned intrigued by her comment.
She blushed. “What are you doing tonight?” she asked suddenly.
“Um- I- don’t know. I think we’re hanging out with some of Alicia’s friends.” I lied. We already had a hotel room reserved thanks to David. He came in handy sometimes. I hated lying to Rachel but I didn’t want to throw something like that in her face. It seemed cruel.
“I see. Can I ask you a question?” she asked shyly.
I knew I should have said ‘no’ based on the tone of her voice. “Yeah?”
“Were you um- were you going to kiss me yesterday at your parent’s house?”
Yes. “No,” I squeaked out as I cleared my throat. “I was just helping you off the stool. We both know how clumsy you are.” I teased.
She smiled faintly and held her head down. “I wish you would have.” she admitted softly.
“You wish I would have what?” I played dumb and begged her silently not to do this.
I cared about Rachel, a lot, she was about the only perfect thing in my life and I didn’t want to cross that line. Well, I actually thought about it but I had to be strong for the both of us. If we hooked up and it didn’t work out and I lost her. . .I would be utterly devastated. I was so selfish.
She rolled her eyes and placed a hand on her hip. “Stop playing dumb, Michael. You know what I mean. I wish you would have kissed me. I’m just so tired of people thinking I’m so innocent. I have thoughts and desires you know- I was actually contemplating losing my virginity to Ernest-,”
“What?” I yelled before she finished. “I’m going to kick his ass. That wasn’t part of the deal!”
“What are you talking about? Deal? What deal? Did you have a bet with him?” she frowned.
And that’s how I lost my best friend. Rachel was beyond furious when she found out what I did and how I had basically been threatening guys to stay away from her. And the worst part is when she asked me if I did all of it to keep her for myself, she had this look in her eyes and in that moment I knew if I would have said “yes”, I would have been forgiven but instead, I hurt her and said “no”. Because I was confused and stupid.
That first year of college was absolute hell. I’d never been without Rachel and I didn’t realize how dependent I’d become on her friendship. It was really messed up that I could no longer even call her to tell her about my day or to ask her opinion on something important. I floundered and almost lost my scholarship. She sent me an email during our second year to say she was sorry to hear about Aunt Charlotte passing away. I replied back and asked her how she’d been doing and thank God she replied. It opened up the first dialogue between us in two years.
Over the past year we’d sent e-mails here and there but things still seemed a little strained. I wanted to move past this. I wanted my friend back. I wanted my Rachel.
I rubbed my palms against my pants and cleared my throat.
“So, um, is it just us and the Green’s tonight?” I hoped my inquiry came across as casual. Although I was still curious about Rachel’s relationship status.
My cousin, Jonathan smirked at me. He and David had given me shit about Rachel ever since David caught me almost kissing her three years ago.
“Actually I think Rachel is bringing a friend this year.” My mother said as she flitted around and adjusted Christmas decorations.
My heart sank. I cleared my throat. “Oh really.” My voice cracked.
David laughed loudly and Amanda, now his fiancée, stared at him confused. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. No doubt catching her up on our history.
My father clapped me on the back. “You want a shot of whiskey to calm your nerves?”
“My nerves are fine. Why would I be nervous?” I laughed nervously.
Suddenly the doorbell rang and I desperately wanted that shot of whiskey.
Author's Note: Prelude to Forever is a short story that evolves over a twenty year friendship. This excerpt takes place while the main characters are in their junior year of college but contains a flashback to their senior year in high school:
I brought in a stack of firewood and sat it on the hearth while I kept my eyes glued to the front door.
“Are you okay, son? You looked stressed. The semester is over, you should try and relax.” My father appeared behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder.
“I’m okay.” I lied.
I was extremely nervous. It was Christmas Eve and I would see Rachel tonight. I hadn’t seen Rachel in person in almost three years after we parted ways on pretty shitty terms. We’d half assed apologized and made up over e-mail but I still missed having her in my life. I wondered what she’d been up to and whether or not she had a boyfriend. I don’t know where that thought had come from- Rachel was totally allowed to date or have a boyfriend especially since I hadn’t been a saint over the past three years. Not that it mattered- we weren’t a couple or anything. I had ruined all chances of that ever happening on the night of our senior prom three years ago . . . .
“So, are you leaving already?” I asked her.
“Yeah, Ernest’s allergies are acting up, so he’s going to take me home.”
What a spaz, I almost felt bad for paying him to ask Rachel out. But at least it kept her from the clutches of Ethan Taylor and the assholes who had bets on who would be getting laid on prom night. It’s not like she couldn’t get a date on her own, I just figured Ernest would be a safe choice, so I told him I would pay him to ask her out. He almost had an asthma attack when she said yes.
“Man, it’s so early.”
“I know I really wanted to do something else.” she shrugged.
She looked so beautiful. She was by far the prettiest girl at the prom. Even my date, Alicia couldn’t hold a candle to her especially with all that shiny lip-gloss plastered on her mouth. She was definitely going to have to wipe it off before she put her lips on me.
“Something else, huh?” I frowned intrigued by her comment.
She blushed. “What are you doing tonight?” she asked suddenly.
“Um- I- don’t know. I think we’re hanging out with some of Alicia’s friends.” I lied. We already had a hotel room reserved thanks to David. He came in handy sometimes. I hated lying to Rachel but I didn’t want to throw something like that in her face. It seemed cruel.
“I see. Can I ask you a question?” she asked shyly.
I knew I should have said ‘no’ based on the tone of her voice. “Yeah?”
“Were you um- were you going to kiss me yesterday at your parent’s house?”
Yes. “No,” I squeaked out as I cleared my throat. “I was just helping you off the stool. We both know how clumsy you are.” I teased.
She smiled faintly and held her head down. “I wish you would have.” she admitted softly.
“You wish I would have what?” I played dumb and begged her silently not to do this.
I cared about Rachel, a lot, she was about the only perfect thing in my life and I didn’t want to cross that line. Well, I actually thought about it but I had to be strong for the both of us. If we hooked up and it didn’t work out and I lost her. . .I would be utterly devastated. I was so selfish.
She rolled her eyes and placed a hand on her hip. “Stop playing dumb, Michael. You know what I mean. I wish you would have kissed me. I’m just so tired of people thinking I’m so innocent. I have thoughts and desires you know- I was actually contemplating losing my virginity to Ernest-,”
“What?” I yelled before she finished. “I’m going to kick his ass. That wasn’t part of the deal!”
“What are you talking about? Deal? What deal? Did you have a bet with him?” she frowned.
And that’s how I lost my best friend. Rachel was beyond furious when she found out what I did and how I had basically been threatening guys to stay away from her. And the worst part is when she asked me if I did all of it to keep her for myself, she had this look in her eyes and in that moment I knew if I would have said “yes”, I would have been forgiven but instead, I hurt her and said “no”. Because I was confused and stupid.
That first year of college was absolute hell. I’d never been without Rachel and I didn’t realize how dependent I’d become on her friendship. It was really messed up that I could no longer even call her to tell her about my day or to ask her opinion on something important. I floundered and almost lost my scholarship. She sent me an email during our second year to say she was sorry to hear about Aunt Charlotte passing away. I replied back and asked her how she’d been doing and thank God she replied. It opened up the first dialogue between us in two years.
Over the past year we’d sent e-mails here and there but things still seemed a little strained. I wanted to move past this. I wanted my friend back. I wanted my Rachel.
I rubbed my palms against my pants and cleared my throat.
“So, um, is it just us and the Green’s tonight?” I hoped my inquiry came across as casual. Although I was still curious about Rachel’s relationship status.
My cousin, Jonathan smirked at me. He and David had given me shit about Rachel ever since David caught me almost kissing her three years ago.
“Actually I think Rachel is bringing a friend this year.” My mother said as she flitted around and adjusted Christmas decorations.
My heart sank. I cleared my throat. “Oh really.” My voice cracked.
David laughed loudly and Amanda, now his fiancée, stared at him confused. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. No doubt catching her up on our history.
My father clapped me on the back. “You want a shot of whiskey to calm your nerves?”
“My nerves are fine. Why would I be nervous?” I laughed nervously.
Suddenly the doorbell rang and I desperately wanted that shot of whiskey.
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