Filed Under: Dating
Robert and I were walking hand in hand up first avenue. After a fantastic wedding, a large group of my best friend’s wedding guests were headed to a nearby bar that had been reserved for the “after party”.
Walking around New York City in a large group is tricky and ultimately people get split up. Robert and I ended up straggling far behind the group when I noticed Kenzie was up ahead talking to Ben. Ben was the live-in boyfriend of Lisa, one of our friends from high school.
Just ask I was about to call out and ask where Lisa was; I saw Ben reach out, slip his arm around Kenzie’s waist and let his hand slide down over her butt.
“What are you DOING?” I yelled out, my inhibitions had clearly dissolved with all of the champagne from the wedding. Ben turned around, saw me and immediately jogged away, leaving Kenzie on the corner as Robert and I approached.
“What was that?” I said to Kenzie, who was clearly wasted.
“iii wasssn annnthing,” she slurred waving me away.
I was livid.
Ben was getting close to (and in my opinion, taking advantage of) my friend Kenzie, while at the same time betraying my friend Lisa. I was angry for both my friends sakes and I was frustrated because I was the only one who had seen it.
I looked to Robert for advice, “I have to tell her… right? I mean, I have to tell her…” I kept saying.
“Okay,” he replied, “but I don’t think now is the time…”
We entered the bar and there were Ben and Lisa, coupled up in the corner. Ben wouldn’t meet my eyes and Roberts steady hand on my back kept me from screaming at him. We partied into the night as if nothing happened. Kenzie met another guy, Ben was the life of the party and I had a good time despite the feeling of dread in my stomach.
Lisa and Ben flew out the next morning and I’ve been trying to figure out what to do ever since. I care about her and I know that she thinks Ben is The One but if it were me, I would want to know that my boyfriend was fondling another chick when I wasn’t around. Lisa and I are the type of friends that only see each other on holidays– is it weird for me to call her our of the blue with random bad news?
Should I say something? Leave it alone?
I’m really struggling here….