-Kyle was such an awesome guy, she said, super caring and thoughtful.
Sophie looked away sheepishly, tucking her bleached hair behind her pierced ear, and I understood she was genuinely sorrowful. After all, she had been my best friend for years now, and decoding her facial expressions became a piece of cake, even though I wasn’t exactly used to this one. She generally didn’t want me to see her that way, but that night, she let it all out.
And for good reason : she had just gotten broken up with.
Sophie and I were friends with benefits for a good amount of time in the past. I witnessed this loud, reckless, horny teen turn into a beautiful, confident, seductive woman in her mid twenties.
That relationship stopped when she fell in love with that Kyle guy though. I didn’t want to feel envious, even though part of me was jealous to death. The thought of having the best, most skilled girl I’ve ever had in the sheets “stolen” by some unknown dude was eating me inside.
But for now, I was comforting her. I was her best friend for a reason, after all, and that was the role I played while avidly listening to her unpacking all of her feelings.