Abi is my friend. The kind of friends who take pictures, post them on our status and caption them “BFF” Or “BFL.” There’s no me without her and no her without me. Two peas in a pod kind of friendship.

When my boyfriend left me and I was crying all night and day, it was Abi who stood by me and comforted me. I couldn’t eat for days. the only thing I could take was Fanta. She bought me a crate of Fanta so each time when I cried, I would reach out for one and drink it. It was tough.

Just when I was getting better, Abi also left her boyfriend, Eric. Eric and I were friends because of Abi. When they had issues, I was the mediator. Eric was barely wrong but even when he was right, he came to apologize. Abi always threatened to leave him.

The reason Abi eventually left Eric was because of money. A rich guy started strumming her love strings with his fingers so she decided to dance to the tune and let go of Eric.

As Usual, Eric came to me, telling me about his heartbreak and asking me to help him apologize. I did my best but I knew it wasn’t going to work. Abi was too far gone, dancing to the drumbeat of the rich guy. Eric wouldn’t stop pushing me. He came around every day, texted and called even at night, asking me to give my phone to Abi if I was with her.

One day I told him the truth that Abi wasn’t coming this time because of what I’d seen and what she had told me. He didn’t stop coming. He kept calling and talking to me until I started having feelings for him. I thought it was a pity-party kind of love but it persisted until one day Eric said we should give it a try.

I like him but I can’t say yes to him because of Abi. Trust me, Eric is a good guy. He’s doing well for himself. He only comes short financially when you compare him to Abi’s new guy but he’s doing well, cutting his coat according to his size.

I hardly get good men to come my way. I’ve dated a guy who left me because his mom asked him to. I’ve dated a guy who stole my money from my purse. I’ve dated a guy who saw Abi and proposed to her. Talk about the devil in men and I’ve met all kinds.

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Sometimes I feel Eric is my only chance to find a good guy so I’m tempted to say yes but the sense in me keeps knocking my head. Me and Abi are very fine; still BFF and BFL. But can I run with what she rejected? Can I keep Eric and still be the BFF I am today? I’m tempted to talk to her about it but I don’t know if that’s a good idea. How would she see me if I do say yes?  

—Abi’s BFF

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