*This is a true story. For background on the people involved or the first time we had sex read pt 1. All names have been changed to protect privacy*
Over the next few days, that night with Mel was all that was on my mind. We would text each other and talk at work like nothing was different. The thought of asking her out had crossed my mind but I still wanted to be respectful of that fact that both of us just got out of relationships even though we had sex literally less than a week after.
Turns out me waiting wasn't the best call as she told me that her and Chris were getting back together. This was par for the course with them but I was still disappointed. She apologized to me but I reassured her that I wasn't going anywhere. She was still my best friend even though I didn't agree or like the situation.
About a month or so later, I got a text from Kelly. Now we had agreed that we would be cordial and neither of us were really hurt in the break up. Besides later that month was my brother's wedding and we had agreed that she would still come as my guest because I didn't want the family to grill me about why Kelly wasn't there and take away from his day.
"Hey, I know that we aren't together anymore but there is something I need to talk with you about. Is it alright if I come over?"
"Hey, yea sure. Is everything ok?"
"I'll tell you when I see you. Is now ok?"
"Sure."
About 10 minutes later, Kelly arrived at my house and I met her outside. I didn't want to have to deal with the questioning by my parents about why she was over. We gave each other a hug and I could see that she had been crying.
"Hey are you ok?"
"Yea um, I don't know how to say this but I am about a week late."
I felt my stomach drop when I heard her say this.
"Um ok, have you taken a test or anything?"
"No I am terrified to."
"Why?"
"Because we just graduated college and we're broken up. I don't know what to do!"
"Hey, hey! One thing at a time. Let's have you take a test and we go from there ok?"
"What if it is postive?"
"Then we will do this together."
I gave her a hug and she started to calm down. We stayed like that for a few minutes until she was ok.
"I can go with you to get a test."
"No I want to do this by myself. I doubt either of our parents are going to be thrilled if it is positive, so I want to be sure first. If it is positive I will tell you."
"You sure?"
"Yea."
I gave her one last hug and Kelly got back into her car and she drove home.
I went back inside and went sat on my bed trying to wrap my head around everything. I had gotten a few texts from Mel but I was so distracted that I didn't respond to them. I fell asleep and woke up the next morning to a text from Mel.
Mel: "Hey are you ok? You never texted me back last night."
Me: "Uh yea sorry. Kelly came by and told me that she is a week late and that she is going to take a pregnancy test."
Mel: "Wow, I guess that this would be a bad time to say that I am also a week late."
Me: "What?!"
Mel: "Yea that is what I tried to text you last night."
Me: "Um are you going to take a test?"
Mel: "Yea I am after work."
Me: "I hate to ask this but if you are do you know if it is mine or Chris'?"
Mel: "I am pretty sure it is yours but let's see if I am first ok?"
Me: "Yea of course. Let me know if you need anything"
Mel: "Yea I will. I'll text you later."
Just like that both women that I had cared about both told me that they were potentially pregnant. A million thoughts were running through my head. I somehow managed to make it through work when Mel texted me saying that the tests were negative.
I felt a sense of relief and a few hours later Kelly texted me that her test was also negative.
That was a massive load off of my mind and I moved on. I continued to talk with Kelly so the wedding wouldn't be awkward but there was still a part of me that wanted to bring Mel.
Finally, it was the morning of the wedding. The groomsmen had to drive up early to help set up seats so Kelly drove up with my mom. After set up, we had like 4 hours to kill until we had to get ready so we did the only thing a bunch of guys in their 20s knew; we drank. By the time Kelly arrived with my mom I was already drunk and she knew it. I made it through the ceremony and the start of the reception but Kelly would barely speak to me. I stepped out a few time to get fresh air and I would text Mel.
Me: "Why did I bring her?"
Mel: "What's the matter?"
Me: "She barely is talking to me and if I try to dance she acts like I have the plague or something."
Mel: "She is probably anxious to be there around you're family and let's be honest you're drunk."