Lala’s Chronicle! Friends With Benefits ( A Touching Story)

Here’s a short piece i wrote about two years ago as a guest writer on a friend’s blog. I thought to share it here. Read and enjoy!

“… People make mistakes, you’re human and not an exception” I muttered to her.

She smiled faintly as I let go of her hand. Liz was still as beautiful as the day we first met. She used to be my definition of perfection; an epitome of beauty combined with brains. It should have been our anniversary today but we never made it through the first year as our relationship died a tragic and pre-mature death. This was the first time I was seeing her since I left the hospital. I left her house and drove back home; I was no more in love but undoubtedly in lust.

A few months before we met, I was just like any other single guy. I never had serious relationships as I was of the opinion that they always come with their own burden. My life was perfect to me since I had a few female friends I wasn’t emotionally attached to – friends with benefits. Everything was fine until that fateful evening while driving back home from a bar. It was one of those normal evenings when I would go out and have a few bottles of beer with my friends. I happened to be with my closest friend Ted and we were pretty tipsy, filled with the bottles that we already cancelled (LOL). We were driving back home with music playing loud when my eyes caught this beautiful lady walking on the side road. As I was used to, I asked my friend if I could take a shot at her. I was hoping to add her to my portfolio of friends with benefits. He agreed and I reversed the car to catch up with her. She was fair in complexion, the skin of a goddess and the smile of the sun. Damn! She had that hour-glass figure, the perfect figure. I said hello and she didn’t hesitate, it was obvious she just left the bar too… she was a bit tipsy as well…. a minute deep in our conversation, it was clear I just met Liz. I guess our being tipsy made the conversation better and even more interesting. I had to step out of the car for a moment to check her out properly as the player I assumed myself to be …I wasn’t going let this goldfish pass me by. I got her phone number any way….

I called and sent texts to Liz very frequently, something I never used to do. Weeks passed and we became even more inseparable. Liz was sweet, charming and had this beautiful smile that could de-mummify an Egyptian prince born 34 BC. I was in a real relationship, one based on true love and feelings. Things were happening fast, too fast to be true. If being carefree made me happy, I didn’t mind. I became a changed person with loads of excuses to hang out less with friends. I always had an excuse to be with Liz. My friends cautioned me of this sudden found ”LOVE”. It sounded gibberish to me, I mean, what was wrong with me being happy? In time I was introduced to her family and I was sure we were getting married sometime soon. I bought gifts for her Mom and sisters as my philanthropic gestures bought me the heart of her family members. Her mom and I even share same birth date and that earned me a bonus welcome ticket to Liz’s family. I was Liz’s only and official boyfriend. This sounded like an important title and I enjoyed it at the time.

Eight months into our relationship, we hadn’t seen each other in our underwear! It was alarming though, really far from my kind of person. I guessed I was being subdued by the treacherous power of love… as I would come to think it was. Love’s very own charm had got a hold on me and I never felt anything as good as being controlled by its power.

Things started to fall apart when a friend crashed my car. It was a ghastly accident and he was lucky to even survive it. He couldn’t fix the car and I was left with no choice. Just a week before the accident, I had promised Liz an iPhone but due to the expenses that came with fixing the car, I asked her to be patient. On the contrary, she was impatient and I could tell from her countenance, she was desperate for the phone. I was taken aback as drastic events surfaced, like how her calls and texts reduced. I was the one doing both and that obviously made our relationship one-sided. It was really surprising and I did try my best to make her reason with me, make her see why she needed to be patient with me. Of course I was going to get the phone but I needed time and that was the luxury she didn’t seem to have.

Then that evening, I was talking to her about how far we had grown apart but as usual, she was nonchalant about it. Just as I was trying to make her see what had become of our relationship, her phone rang. She rejected the call without hesitating. Regardless of how often her phone rang, all she did was reject it. I was a bit agitated and I could tell she saw it. Whoever was calling finally sent a text and we both heard the beep. I was so curious and wanted to know what was happening. There was a knock at the door and Liz jumped up like she was expecting it, leaving her phone behind.

I knew this was my chance. The sender’s ID was saved with ‘My Cousin’ and for a moment, I wondered, “What cousin?” I was reluctant to read the message but did so anyway… My heartbeat thumped hard as my eyes raced through every line of the message.

“You were great last night bumblebee! Can’t freaking wait for you to come over tonight. This time, your iPhone 6 is the first thing you’re seeing on the bed! Don’t keep a gentleman waiting.”

I couldn’t move my legs for about 11 seconds. I summoned courage eventually to scroll down the message and probably call the sender. It read

“0816246****”

I blinked thrice to be sure it wasn’t the number I thought it was. But no! This was Ted’s number! I was definitely going to lose my mind. I rushed to the bar and kept taking shots of vodka. I can’t exactly remember what happened right after drinking so much but I woke up in a hospital the following day. I was there for a couple of days and neither Ted nor Liz paid me a visit. I was in shock for a while but recovered anyway… I guess time really heals.

I am still single today, and guess what? I love every bit of it! I have concluded that I’m not cut out to fall in love. Maybe not now, but hopefully, sometime in the future, true love will pop in my face and sweep me off my feet. I’m still friends with Liz but no strings attached. Just friends with benefits and I mean real benefits ;).

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