My best friend is dating my cousin
She wasn't just my best friend anymore, she was my maid of honor. I had the unrealistic hope that Kaitlin would eventually step up.
At my engagement party, Kaitlin appeared anxious and out of place.
Cassie — who was staying at her apartment — walked in to find some guy fingering Kaitlin on the couch. Kaitlin dropped the key off to the hotel in the morning.
On Javier's front lawn was a grill and flames were shooting up from the charcoal we'd just lit. I don't remember how the topic got started, but the sentence I've committed to memory was: "She really wants me to fuck her in the ass.
Thinking back on it now, I know it was because she wasn't comfortable around me, or any of Javier's friends. She shits out that hole--how am I going to stick my finger up there, or my dick? Men aren't supposed to put it up a girl's butt, that's what a pussy is for. She won't let me." This was true, at the time she'd denied me, but even if we were having anal sex, I wouldn't have told him.She showed little interest in helping me pick out my dress.It was typical Kaitlin behavior, but it hurt more now that I needed her.My cousin was with me in spirit all summer, listening to my every wedding-related complaint.My only bridesmaid besides my maid of honor, Cassie, came all the way from Atlanta, even though it meant leaving her sick mother in hospice.
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She still had a part to read during the ceremony, but other than that, we reassigned her responsibilities to others.