When the past comes crawling back.

Chapter 4: Surprise

As Copeland was trying on dresses for her New Years party, I was thinking of ways to tell her I was engaged.

I'd been hiding the ring from her because i just didn't know how to tell her.She was my best friend and I knew she hated Mason but, I figured I'd tell her over dinner later.

"How about this one?" she said,as she stepped out of the change room in a tight, black, sequenced cocktail dress. She looked amazing.

"That' looks amazing on you!"

"Ya, Ya, Ya. I'm sexy and I know it." she said, retreating back into the change room.

I waited for her to finish changing and as soon as her head popped out of the change room, she asked, "When am I gunna see your dress?"

"You shall see it at the party!" i said, giving her a quick wink.

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"What?"

We'd finished ordering when I told Copeland that I was engaged to Mason.

I stayed quite because I didn't know exactly what I was supposed to say.

"Well...?" she prompted.

"Sorry.." I said, it was all i could think to say.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me. I'm your so called 'best friend' and you tell me you got engaged, months after it happens?" she said, air quoting the words, 'best friend'.

"I didn't want to tell anyone. I wanted to keep it a secret for a while.. and i know you don't like him very much, I was scared of your reaction".

For the rest of dinner, Copeland decided not to speak. Every time I tried to start a conversation she would just pick at her food and ignore me, occasionally giving me a dirty look.

I guess it was safe to say that she was really pissed at me.

After dinner, I decided I was just going to get home and into bed. I offered Copeland a drive, but of course she refused, saying shed take a cab.

When I got home I sat in my car feeling so guilty. She was right, she was my best friend and it wasn't fair that I had hidden it for so long but I was scared.

I remember the night, when Mason had asked me. We were at the restaurant where we had our first date, he'd placed the ring on the top of my cupcake and when it arrived at our table he proposed. I'd said yes but, unlike almost every other bride to be, I wasn't wondering what my wedding theme would be or what my dress would look like, I was thinking of how to tell my best friend and I was scared.

I didn't understand why she hated Mason considering they had been the best of friends and she was the one who introduced us to each other. But, a while before we started to date, she began to hate him and when I asked Mason about it, he said he had no idea either.

I guess just like the mystery man, this was something I wasn't going to find out about anytime soon.

I decided I wasn't going to dwell on it to for to long, I'd try to talk to her tomorrow.

I grabbed some bags out of the back that were filled with bra's, some matching panties, make up and the shoes id boughten to wear with my New Years dress.

I headed up to my room and when I opened my door, I saw bags and a pair of shoes. Man shoes. The shower was running. Meaning only one thing; my roommate was here.

I walked into the kitchen and saw "thank you for the breakfast, it was great :)" written on a piece of paper. It looked like an eight year old had written it, and it looked familiar.

While I was trying to remember who's writing that was, I heard the shower shut off. I decided I didn't want to make any new friends today, considering I wasn't in the best mood. So, I ran to the room we'd be sharing together, jumped into bed and under the blankets, fully dressed.

I heard him walk into the bedroom but I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

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The next morning I woke up, feeling refreshed. It was 10am and I needed a shower.

I gathered my clothes, grabbed a towel and made my way into the hallway.

As I was passing the kitchen, I saw my new roommate. Tall and lean. And that's when I froze. It couldn't be.

As he turned around, both of our jaws dropped.

Tears pooled in my eyes and I ran to the bathroom before he could see. The guy who used to be my best friend, was my new roommate.