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     I heard laughter over the phone. Jenny is my best friend. She makes me laugh. I haven’t told her, but I love her.

     She is the best thing that ever happened to me. Since she has been my friend, my grades have gone up and I’ve gotten into trouble less.

     I remember when her family and I went to see Pirates of the Caribbean 3: At World’s End. That day in school I passed out. She was worried sick about me. I still got to go to the movie though. I wanted to grab her hand the entire time but I didn’t.

     The laughter had stopped, “Hey Tom?” she asked.

     I respond with a, “Hmm?” I was doing the dishes so that was all I could manage.

     “Does Anthony like me?” she said. I stopped. Actually he did, but then again so did I.

     “Yeah…” I said. “Why do you ask?” I start to tease her, “Aw Jenny. Do you like him too?”

     “Actually yeah I do,” I was a little shocked. I knew that she liked to talk to him but I thought that was it. Hearing this hurt. I’m going to be happy for her. As long as she’s happy, I will be too, I thought.

     “Do you want me to hook you two up?” I asked. I was surprised by how calm my voice was.

     “No. Just tell him that I like him,” she stated. That makes sense; Jenny wanted Anthony to make the first move.

     I looked out the kitchen window and I saw Anthony heading toward my house, “And speak of the devil. I’ll be right back ok Jenny?”

     “Yeah, ok,” she sounded a little nervous. I wanted to hug her and say that everything would turn out the way it was supposed to, but I couldn’t.

     I ran outside and met Anthony, “Hey, um, I figured out what you wanted, but I didn’t have to ask her. She told me,” He looked confused, “About whether or not she likes you back.”

     Comprehension dawned, “Oh…and does she?”

     I was temped to tell him no. He was one of my best friends trying to take my girl. But them I remembered Jenny and how excited she was that he liked her, “Yeah, she likes you.”

     Anthony looked like he was about to jump for joy. I had never seen him so happy, “She only wanted me to tell you. She is in there on the phone if you want to talk to her.”

     “Thanks man,” he said. Then he went inside. Within five minutes they were a couple.

     I watched them together, and it hurt. They hugged a lot; Jenny always liked hugs. They hung out at my house all the time because Anthony technically wasn’t supposed to date until he was sixteen. Seeing them hurt me, knowing that I couldn’t have her hurt me. I tried to forget by dating other girls but it didn’t work. Most of them cheated on me, adding to my pain. They must have sensed that all of me didn’t love them.

     Jenny and Anthony stayed together for three years. They broke up because Anthony didn’t love her anymore. I don’t understand how anyone couldn’t love such a perfect girl. Jenny was devastated. He was her first love, not to mention her first kiss and her first serious relationship. She came to me for comfort.

     Of course I helped her, told her that he was stupid, that she was a great girl and that any guy would be lucky to have her. She cried to me for hours. My heart broke to see her so upset. I love her so much, but she can't see that.

     Over the years I helper her through so many guy related problems. When I turned twenty-one, I got seriously drunk. I didn’t remember what happened. All I knew was that I was at the bar and in the morning I found myself at Jenny’s house with a serious hangover. She took care of me. As it turns out, I told her my feelings. Not only that but I told her everything. I told her all about how I felt when she was with Anthony and all those other loser guys.

     She loves me too. She said that she always had.

     We got together later that day. We never hurt each other. Not until the day I got into my car accident.

     At the time Jenny was pregnant with our first child. She was due in a month so she was very big, and very sensitive to that fact. Many nights I would have to comfort her and tell her how gorgeous she looked and how much I love her. She like the idea of a baby but not the giant stomach that came with it.

     My had hydroplaned, sliding on the ice into the guardrail. That held the car for a while but eventually it broke, sending my car into a ditch upside down. I had a broken leg and some internal bleeding. She burst into my room and the light glinted off her wedding ring. She was so concerned and it was cute. Although she shouldn’t have been so stressed because of her pregnancy. The only way I got her to leave my room was to go home and get some sleep for the health of our baby.

     Before she even left the hospital she went into labor.