I have known Jay from James. They were friends since 20 years ago. I wasn't as close to Jay as before the divorce. Ever since then, we talked, more of chat over social network. He would find me on MSN, or sometimes FB or even whatsapp. Once in a while we would whatsapp till late. Everything was fine. I treated him like a good friend and vice versa. However, when I don't see him on any of those chats, I kind of have this weird feeling. Is this missing someone? Why would I miss him? I know his wife, his children and his siblings as well. This is crazy, that's what I always tell myself.
He would invite me to join for a drink with his guy friends, sometimes to massages.
There was once, Jay, Bel & I went for a drink. A guy from the next table came to talk to me. After a while, he became a little touchy, I moved away. Then before we left, he kept on insisting on getting my phone number which I avoid giving. Jay was angry and he went up to him. It was going to lead to a scene, thank god it didn't. It was funny, why would he react that way. Bel & I were puzzled for a while.
Anyway, I went out drinking with the girls. It was Jean's birthday. I drank quite a lot, and I didnt know how I ended at home. Under the intoxicated mind of mine, I remembered picking up the phone to call Jay;
ME: Hey, what are you doing?
HE: It's kinda late now right? Where have you been?
ME: Went out with the girls.
HE: Yes, wassap?
ME: Can I trust you?
HE: Of course
ME: If I tell you something, can you keep it to yourself?
HE: uh hmm
ME: Can you forget about everything I am going to tell you?
HE: Ok, what is it? What do you want to tell me?
ME: About my feelings...
HE: Ok, what about? Tell me
ME: ............................ (silence)
*tooooot tooooooot*
I heard my phone rang, but I was too tired to answer it. Within seconds, I dozed off.
When I woke up the next morning, as usual I took my phone to check on the time. It was 825am, and there were 5 missed calls from Jay - the last one was at 310am. What happened? Why has he called me at this odd hour. I sent him a whatsapp message - "Are you alright?" He didn't reply.
At around 1130am, he called me. He asked to meet for dinner. I said ok, and asked him what it was about that he called so late. He said will talk over dinner. What's the suspence?
I met him at HMN at 730pm...
ME: So, what was that about? Calling me so late?
HE: Are you ok? You called me.
ME: Me? What for? What did I say?
HE: You don't remember? Were you that drunk? So unlike you.
ME: It was Jean's birthday so I drank a little more. So, what did I say?
HE: Hmm, you asked if you can trust me.
ME: Aha
HE: You said you were gonna tell me something, and that I need to forget whatever you told me.
ME: Ok, obviously you didnt. And what else?
HE: You, mmm, said you liked someone...
(What the hell? What did I tell him?)
ME: Oh, really?? and did I say who?
HE: No... you hung up, that's why I called you back.
Thank god, but who can that be? Someone I like? Not that I know of. Did my subconscious called to tell him I like him? Do I really like him? What am I doing?
HE: So, who is that? Who is that that you like?
ME: I don't know, and I don't remember saying any of those
HE: You think I made it up?
ME: No, but... I really don't know.
HE: Just tell me. U can trust me.
ME: Ok, if you really have to know. It's someone that I can't like
HE: That's interesting
ME: Someone I shouldn't like. People will disagree to this.
His eyes rolled wide open, and I can see that he is waiting for the answer.
ME: It's June
His jaw fell and his only reply was, "What the F**k?"
I was laughing inside me too, what ridiculous answer did I give?
He knew I lied, but there was no way he is getting anything out of me anymore. So we continue our dinner with wine and left for home...
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