I consciously move backwards, till my back hits the arm of the sofa. And if that's not enough I get up and move to the kitchen. I pick out a water bottle and drink half of the bottle in a single go. When I've calmed myself enough, I get out to living room to explain Enzo.
But he's gone.
I sit down on sofa with a huff. I don't know if this situation is good or bad, but hey! At least I didn't drunk kiss a guy again.
I go back to Witcher.
If this chapter of my life had a title it should be- 'The Woes of a Single Friend Zoned Woman'
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The next Friday
I was just back from work, about to order some dinner when my I heard a knock on the door. I was tired of opening the door like an idiot to anyone, this time I saw through the peep hole and found out that it was Trevor and probably his grandmother.
I invite them in and we decide to have dinner together. Trevor is going to his grandma's place for the weekend and the boy looks pretty excited for that.
Augustine St. John is a wonderful woman. She's shorter than me, head full of beautiful black wavy hair. Lines on her face which shows that she smiles a lot.
"So what's the magic trick Bonnie?"
"What magic trick Augustine?", she insists me to call her by her name.
"The spell you've put on my boys. They can't stop talking about you"
"I'm sure that's not true. They just think I'm a bit funny"
"Oh no dear, I know funny and then there's you"
She gives me a fond look, like a mother looking at her child. I shrug off her compliment and focus on making dinner.
We talk through the making dinner part and then having dinner part. Meanwhile Trevor watches a shark documentary and then sits to eat with us.
We had a good time and Enzo didn't join us.
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Sunday evening
I return finally from my 30 hour shift. It was terrible. I just want to have a bath and some dinner and sleep, may be in that order.
I order food and finish my shower. I hear the knock as I was drying my hair, it must be food. As if on cue my stomach makes a whiny noise. I run to pick up my pizza and open the door without thinking.
Again.
God damn it! When am I gonna learn?
It's Damon.
He looks nervous. He looks somewhere behind me and says, "Hey Bonnie"
"Come in", is my curt reply.
We get in. Fucking finally. I have a lot of questions to ask, this so called 'best-friend' of mine.
"Damon you need to explain a lot of things", I demand.
"I know", he rubs his hands over his face and then sits down on my sofa. I keep standing, I'm too mad at him to sit down.
"Where should I start?"
"Probably start with 'why you kissed elena- who is also your brother's girlfriend?' When you were profusely swearing your love for me?"
"I... it.... Fuck. This is going to sound like asshole however I say it. But I'm gonna say it anyways. Because you were right Bonnie, no matter what happens I can't loose our friendship."
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Kalon
RomanceWe instantly clicked. We've been in relationship for about two years now (excluding the dating period) and right this second I just UNCLICKED.