Right around spring break from college in 97( and a break from other things as well) I came home to visit with friends and relax. I started hanging out with jen, who was dating/dated my brother Brian. It just depends on who you ask if they were together or not. Sheila wanted nothing to do with me and actually didnt talk to me over the spring break until it was time to go back to college and she needed a ride. I found out after the first night through different sources that jen liked me, not that brian wanted to hear that cause he still wanted her. I started to hang out with jen more, and i started to like her more then friends. We hung out one night, got drunk and i remember calling my brother and asking him if he had any objections to me and jen hooking up. Yes we were drinking, but i wanted to make sure that it was ok with my brother, and he answered yes. Jen was sitting on my lap and heard him say it was ok. I hung up the phone and hooked up with jen. It was unique to me, she wasnt sheila and yet it felt good. She made me feel wanted in a way that Sheila never did. I was afraid of how that felt since Sheila was still on my mind and in my heart. I still owe jen something marvin the martian from that night.
The week ended and I went back to school, and i didnt hear from jen and the few times that i tried to call either my brother would answer or someone else and they told me that Jen didnt want to talk to me ever again. I didnt understand what happened or why, well i didnt find out until a few years later. I found out that jen thought she might be pregnant. She wrote me letters which i never got telling me this. Instead of me finding out and being a responsible man and making things work with her, my brother made sure that i didnt find out and consoled her. He said he was willing to take the responsibility of the baby and not let me find out.
If i had found out that jen might have been preg, i would have figured out a way to make things work, she was a beautiful woman and could keep me smiling. I was bewildered trying to figure out what happened whne i was at school, why didnt she want to talk to me anymore. I found out the whole story years later, and all i could do was apologize to her for not knowing or acting on it. Im glad that years later we are still good friends and i can lean on her for support
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Wowsers... 1997! Due to my fight with depression and refusing to seek help until a few years ago, my memory is AWFUL for things like this. (Sincere Medical excuse here, ask my dr lol) I honestly can't remember if Brian and I had "broken up" or not yet... Who told you I liked you lol Not that my flirting didn't give me away or anything! I don't remember you ever calling... Its crazy to think that people interfered and took it upon themselves to keep you away. Everything happens for a reason of course, but I never asked anyone to tell you to leave me alone. And when I was "late" and freaking out, all I wanted was to talk to you!
ReplyDeleteAll in all, I look back on the time we spent together as a sexy escape hehe! With distance and maturity, it was a lot of drama with some really great nights! I'm glad that we were able to finally clear the air and start fresh as friends again!