Part 10
The next 2 weeks went excruciatingly slow. Tim refused to let me out of his site… at least when Paul was around anyhow. For some reason he found excuses to come with us when we went shopping… didn't want to leave my flat until he'd gone and took a strange new interest in the wedding plans.
The wedding was a little over a week away and I began to settle into the frame of mind that the time me and Paul had together was a fling, nothing more, nothing less. That's what I continued to try and convince myself anyway. It was working well unless I was with him for extended periods of time… though the whole frame of mind I'd been working towards crashed in a heap one day when I was looking at my calendar.
"Fuck" I said to myself as I examined the dates…
"Shit shit shit shit fuck bugger damn crap fudge shit fuck!" I said a little louder and made my way over to the phone and dialed my best friend Jenny's number.
"Hey Jen… I need to see you… Im late"
"No… not that late… the other late…"
"That's what I said…."
"No… I don't think so… we've been using protection"
"There is… actually one other person I've slept with…"
"Paul"
"Don't shout at me like that… you don't understand… Look I need you now… I don't want lectures… I just want you to be here… can you come over?"
"Yeah I'd appreciate that… just one of the single home ones…"
"Ok… thanks… see you soon."
I hung up the phone and looked at the dates again… I must have been staring at it for half an hour and before I knew it… the door bell rang and Jen was standing at the door holding a small brown paper bag.
"I spose I'd better do this hey."
"Yep… instructions say you have to pee on the stick and wait 5 minutes max."
"not exactly glamorous… but… here goes"
A few minutes later I stepped out of the toilet and into the bathroom to wash my hands.. ech… I placed the test on the bench and left it there so I couldn't look.
All I could do was… wait…
part 11