What Happens When You Cross The Line With A Friend

By: BKBEE
wrote on Fri, Apr 27, 2012

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I rarely listen to voices of reason. And sometimes, plugging my ears works to my advantage. Sometimes, it ends up biting me in the ass. The following story is an example of the latter.

I was single. Brutally, brutally single. And as Jess from "New Girl" says, I was feeling "twirly". And there he was. My friend of 7 years. We were drinking beers at his place after a night of many substances, and watching Prince videos. Perhaps it was the substances, perhaps it was my desire to avoid going home alone that night. Either way, when he went to the bathroom, I slammed my beer on the table and proceeded to run to his bedroom and get under the covers.

I'm sure you know what happened next.

Sloppy, yet satisfying sex. The next morning, too. And at least 10 more ridiculously drunk times after that. Finally, I realized that it's probably a bad sign that you have to be near-blackout drunk to have sex with your friend...someone that you actually care about a lot. I finally put a moratorium on fooling around with him, and kind of disappeared for a while. We didn't contact one another for a while, and when we ran into each other things were always cool...just different. We didn't have the same relationship at all. There was some sort of thin wall between us. We'd still laugh and have fun, but something was off.

I could hear all the relationship advice columns taunting "Told ya so!", in unison with my friends. I heard from my girl that he had regrets, too. Eventually, things got better. I'll always wish that I had just called a cab that first night. And every time my friends engage in a similar relationship, I shake my head. It generally ends the same way it did for me - but worse.

Have you ever crossed that line with a friend? Do you regret it, or was it a positive experience?