“I guest so” I answered.
“And why am I hearing about it just now?” she said trying to look angry.
“Hey, I just moved in a week ago and my place is still a mess” I tried to justify myself.
“I guess that’s an okay excuse” Ella said and started laughing her adorable laugh.
“So when do I get to see your new place?” Ella asked to my surprise.
“I guess when I finish unpacking everything” I answered, “but I’m still waiting from an invitation from you as well” I continued.
“Touché” Ella said and we continued sitting there for another half an hour catching up.
The following days I enjoyed the thought of Ella and me getting back to being friends now that we lived so close to one another. She was an interesting and fun to talk to person and I enjoyed spending time with her.
The following week I was at work when I got a call from her.
“HI Pete” she said on the phone, “How are you?”
“Good” I answered, “working”.
“Ok sorry, I won’t be long” she started saying, “Do you have any plans for dinner?”
“Not really” I answered intrigued.
“Good, then you’re coming over to have dinner with us” she told me.
“Us?” I asked not knowing who she meant.
“Yeah, my friend slash roommate, Chelsea and I” Ella answered.
“Sure. Do you want me to bring anything?” I asked trying to be polite.
“A bottle of wine would be nice” she said joyfully.
“You got it” I answered and after getting her address and time we finished our conversations.
Later that day, while wearing some casual clothes and holding a bottle of wine in my hand, I knocked on the door of apartment 8 in the building Ella gave me as her address. It was a pretty nice building with a young vibe surrounding the neighborhood. After the second knock my cousin opened the door.
“Hi” she said happily after opening the door and pulled me in for a hug and a kiss on the cheek, leading me into the apartment and closing the door behind.
Her apartment looked nice and I told her as much. What I refrained from saying was that she looked much nicer.
Ella had on a tight maroon sweater, jeans that emphasized her figure nicely, and was wearing her hair down. I got a look at her perfect ass as she turned around and walked over to the kitchen with the bottle of wine in her hand.
I admired her body for another few seconds before addressing the delicious scent that shrouded the living room.
“Wow. Something smells incredible” I said to Ella.
“And It tastes even better” she answered humbly while starting to open the bottle of wine.
As she popped the cork, almost on cue, I heard a voice and immediately turned around.
“You must be Peter?” a female voice said as I turned around to it.
“I’m Chelsea” the voice continued saying just as I got my first look at its owner.
Chelsea had brown, shoulder length hair and a pretty face. She was much taller than Ella and skinny, with long toned legs, a tight little ass and small breasts that were hidden beneath a long buttoned checkered shirt. She was attractive by any standard.
“Nice to meet you” Chelsea continued saying and handed me her hand which I shook.
“You didn’t tell me he was so cute” Chelsea said to Ella right in front of me.
“It runs in the family” I managed to say casually while trying my hardest not to blush. Ella and Chelsea laughed at that and Ella poured all three of us a glass of wine.
After that, I had a great night with both girls. We had a wonderful meal Ella cooked, drank wine, talked and laughed. Eventually it got late and we had to call it a night. Both girls hugged me good bye and I left with a smile on my face and a promise to do it again soon.
The week after, I invited both of them over to my place for coffee and apple pie and they gladly accepted the invitation. I showed off my own cooking skills that day by baking the pie from scratch.
We had a great time just like our previous encounter and talked and laughed for hours. I found out to my disappointment that both Ella and Chelsea had serious boyfriends and for some reason, even though I thought of asking Chelsea out before I knew of the boyfriend, the fact that Ella had a boyfriend got to me more.
Of course I did not show a shred of disappointment on my face as we kept on having a good time.
After that, Ella and I became good and frequent friends. We would talk, text and meet up on a regular basis. I would drop by her place to hang out, she would come over to mine or we would go talk over a coffee or drink at times.
I even met her boyfriend a couple times. He seemed like an okay guy but I just couldn’t find the capacity to like him.
As time went on, Ella and I got closer and closer and would talk freely to each other. I knew from her that she loved her boyfriend and that they had been toying with the concept of marriage. She even asked for my thoughts on the subject, which I tried to provide objectively.
Later on, she started asking me for advice about things in her life and gradually I found myself starting to do the same with her. I was glad we had become such good friends again after all these years.
It was early evening and I just finished baking the most amazing chocolate cookies. The first batch came out of the oven and after tasting one of the cookies I put in the second batch and immediately called Ella to try and tempt her to come over with the baked goods, something I did often and worked like a charm.
“Hi Ella” I said on the phone as Ella answered on the third ring.
“Hi” she said back softly.
I could immediately tell by her voice that something was wrong.
“Are you okay?” I asked her and she instantly broke down sobbing on the phone.
“No” she said to the phone while crying, “I’m as far from okay as possible”.
“What is it?” I asked with a soothing voice.
Ella stopped her sobbing and after a few sniffles said, “He broke up with me” and went back to crying.
“What an asshole” I said to Ella believing it. “Where are you?” I asked her.
She calmed down enough to answer, “I’m at my place”.
“Is Chelsea with you?” I asked her.
“No. She’s at her parent’s” Ella answered and started weeping again.
“Ok, then I’m coming over” I told Ella.
“No, don’t. I’m fine” she said embarrassed.
“Ella, I just finished baking the most incredible chocolate cookies you have ever tasted. I think that they are exactly what you need right now. That and a friends. I’m coming over” I said and she agreed.
I waited for the second batch to come out of the oven, put them in a large paper bag and started heading out. When I got to the door I stopped, retraced back to the kitchen and grabbed an almost full bottle of vodka with me.
Twenty minutes later I was knocking on her front door.
Ella opened the door red eyed and as soon as it closed behind me and I put the bag I brought with me down, I hugged her. She embraced me powerfully, holding me tight like she was afraid I was going to run away and started sobbing in my arms.
I pulled her over to the couch and kept on holding her in my arms as she melted with sadness. I didn’t know what to say or do so I just held her tight and let her cry into me.
“I’m sorry” Ella said after she managed to stop her crying and loosened her hold around me.