Episode 10

            I picked up two shifts this week to compensate for the busy Saturday and Sunday shifts I gave away in order to devote a respectful amount of time to the planning of Mike and Seth’s house warming party. Sadly enough, I was excited, not because it had been awhile since I had actually gone to a party, but because of what could happen. Rachel was invited and I was curious to see how my friends would react to her. Oh, and of course there was that little Andrew, Logan, and Mike triangle thing, but who really cared about that?

            Saturday started off hectic, which was a sign of good times, or was it a sign of disaster like our last bbq when things didn’t go quite so well? When we went to pick up the keg we pre-ordered, the store had sold it to someone else, so they offered us twenty-five percent off a substantial amount of beer. The living room set and television the boys purchased from a thrift store was supposed to be delivered Saturday before noon, and instead made a fashionably late entrance at five. The freezer decided it didn’t want to work for an hour so we had to go and purchase a large amount of ice and store it in a brand new cooler. Despite the wrongs, at around nine when the guests started arriving, everything felt right.

            Rachel came and met Mike and Seth and we began drinking and I think they hit it off; there was no awkward silence at all. Logan came around ten, alone, explaining that Andrew had a ton of work to do and may or may not make it. This put a smile on Mike’s face, who wasted no time making up for lost moments. Everything was going fine until my third drink when Ian traipsed in with some floozy on his arm. What? Who does that? Ian. Seth noticed the diss and calmed me down explaining that he wasn’t worth it.

            Around midnight the majority of the party goers were tipsy and Seth, Mike, Logan, Rachel, and I decided to have the inevitable ‘why’ conversation.

Me: Why are guys dickheads?

Seth: Not all of them are, most chicks don’t give the nice ones the time of day.

Me: So they turn into assholes in training?

Mike: Yes, Seth’s on his way.

Me: You took the words right out of my mouth.

Seth: Come on, I’m a guy who simply gives women what they want.

Logan: Or ‘fees’ as you affectionately call them now.

Rachel: I’m sure it’s just a term of endearment.

Logan: I like her already.

The women toast glasses and take swigs to our sly shots at the boys.

Mike: And you guys are totally innocent bystanders?

Me: Innocent? No. Bystanders? Definitely.

Rachel: Until you find greener grass.

Another toast.

Seth: I didn’t want to say this but Lo, you really wanna tell me that you don’t enjoy having your cake and eating it too?

Logan: Not at the same time.

I love Logan, and at this point I’m a little perturbed by Seth. Logan walks off to enjoy an intense conversation with the smokers outside, while Mike’s football buddies pull him away to take shots in the kitchen.

Me: Why are you slowly turning in to an asshole?

Seth: I call them like I see them.

Me: As do I.

Seth: Don’t try and defend your friend’s behavior, I don’t defend Mike’s. And don’t act like your shit don’t stink.

Me: What’s that supposed to mean?

Seth: There’s a reason guys push you away.

Me: Fuck you Seth!

            So, now I’m mad, and faded, and the only thing I can think of to do now is go tell Ian off.

Me: Really? A week after we stop dating you bring some other ho to this party that you knew I was going to be at?

Ian: Chill, it was never serious like that.

Girl: Who are you calling a ho?

Me: You.

Girl: I suggest you shut the hell up.

Me: Or what?

Ian: Can you please attempt to act your age Rosalyn?

Girl: She’s just a young groupie, let’s get out of here Ian.

            I snapped and pushed her into the wall. I may have connected on a punch or two but in the blink of an eye Logan pushed me into Mike’s room. She said she admired my tenacity but told me to never waste a punch on a bitch who wasn’t a direct threat. Mike entered shortly after with a bag of ice, it seems as though the girl managed to throw a bottle at my head. While lying on the bed talking to Mike and Logan the world began to spin and you know the drill, I hurried off to the bathroom.

            During my release I heard arguing and quickly exited to see Mike, Logan, and Andrew in a heated argument. Apparently, Andrew had found some time to come to the party only to find Mike and Logan in Mike’s room. If ever there were a perfect ‘it’s not what it looks like’ circumstance.

Andrew: Relationships are built on trust Lo.

Logan: And I’m telling you the truth, if you don’t believe me that’s your problem.

Mike: She’s telling you the real; look there’s Rosalyn.

Andrew: I don’t want to hear it! You think I don’t notice how you look at her?

Mike: You know what? I don’t have time for this shit.

Andrew: Let’s go Logan.

Logan: No. I’m not going anywhere with you right now, you’re trippin’.

            Andrew quickly walked out of the room and slammed the door. We all stood looking at one another. Mike walked over to his nightstand, opened a drawer, and pulled out an envelope. He walked over to Logan and handed it to her.

Mike: I guess now’s a good a time as any.

She took it and walked out of the room. I stood looking at Mike who gave me an assuring look, one that assured me that whatever was in that envelope contained words that to some extent explained, confessed, and expressed his love for Logan.

            After the fight everyone got scared the cops were going to come and left. All that remained was a dirty kitchen, empty bottles and cans, and a water bong on the table. Classy. A little more sober than before, I decided it would be a good idea to apologize to Seth for my inappropriate f-u. This sounded like a good idea, but when I entered his room I found him and Rachel in bed halfway naked. What? Seth’s no longer a v-dog?

            Moreover, I tried texting and calling Logan to see what the heck Mike’s letter entailed, but no response. Tomorrow. Tomorrow must be better and more enlightened than today, more guided, happiness must be found, self-examination is a must, and hope must be re-kindled. Amen.

 

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