Free In Love With My Best Friend by Sheena Binkley

went everywhere,” I said, smiling.
“Yeah. How did you know I was here?” he asked while slipping a lightblue button-down shirt around his shoulders.
“I took a chance. We need to talk.”
    “I know. I wasn’t trying to avoid you after what happened; I was just
trying to finish my campaign.”
“I understand, but if it wasn’t your campaign, it would have been
something else. Trevor, we can’t keep avoiding the situation. We really
need to talk about what’s going on between us.”
Trevor sighed as he went into his living room and sat down. I followed
him and took a seat beside him.
“I’ve been thinking about it all weekend and while I was at work.” said
Trevor.
“Trevor, I need to know what is going to happen with us. Your wedding is this weekend.”
    “Cam, so much is going through my head right now about you and
Chelsea and the wedding that I’m not sure how to comprehend
everything.”
    “When you mentioned that your feelings for me had changed, were
you ever going to say anything about it or push them aside and marry
Chelsea? If I didn’t mention anything to you about my feelings, were
you ever going to mention yours to me?”
Trevor ran his hand through his hair. He put his head in his hands and
sighed.
“Please tell me. Would you just marry Chelsea as if nothing ever
occurred?”
    “I don’t know. When I think about everything and the years Chelsea
and I have been together, I feel that marrying her would be the logical
solution; but when I look at what we have, our friendship and possibly
a relationship, I want to explore where we could go as a couple. I want
to be able to be with you, but I don’t know if I can.”
“Are you telling me that you feel obligated to marry Chelsea?
    “That’s not what I’m saying. I’m saying that I have feelings for you but
for Chelsea too. I can’t just turn my feelings off for her because I have
feelings for you too.”
“I wouldn’t expect you to, but I would like to know if you would be
willing to stop this wedding if you wanted us to be together.”
    Trevor looked at me as he got up from the couch. He went over to
the bay window and stared at the view of downtown Houston. I went
over to him and put my arms around his waist while putting my head
onto his back.
    “Trevor, we’ve always been friends before anything else. I don’t want
our friendship to be gone because we couldn’t have a romantic relationship. Our friendship means too much to me for that.”
“I agree Cam, but what if that’s not enough? I don’t want to hurt you,
but I don’t want to hurt Chelsea either.”
    Once Trevor uttered those words, I knew where his priorities were. As
much as I hated to hear those words, I understood where he was coming from. I tried to hold back my tears as Trevor turned around to face
me. He put his hands on my face and stared into my eyes.
“I’m sorry, Camille,” he said as he tried to fight back his own tears.
“I understand. You had to make the right decision for you,” I said
quietly.
    I couldn’t hold back my tears any longer as they started to flow down
my cheeks. Trevor stepped closer to me as he pressed his lips to my
face, trying to erase my tears through his kisses.
“I hate to see you like this,” he gently said.
He continued to kiss my tears as they streamed down my face. I couldn’t
stop them as I let out a light sob.
“I’ll understand if you don’t want to be Chelsea’s maid of honor…”
“Don’t, Trevor. I will still be at the wedding. Like I said, we were friends
before all this; I still want us to be friends.”
Trevor nodded his head as he wiped the tears from his eyes.
I let go of Trevor’s embrace as I headed into the direction of the door.
“I better let you go. I need to get back to work.”
“Will you be OK?”
“I’ll be fine,” I said as I picked up my purse that was sitting on the couch.
    Before I could even get to the door, Trevor took my hand and pulled
me back to him. He