How many more twists can I get in my soap opera life relating to Clayton?
Earlier today, I went to check out books from the public library and I ran into another one of our mutual friends (I'll call him Tony). It turns out that we're both attending the same community college for different classes. He and Clayton were best friends and all three of us attend the same university (or in Clayton's case, attended). I met Tony at the same concert where I met Clayton. But I didn't really get to know Tony until this past year. He was very supportive of me after we learned about Clayton's breakdown. He was among the many people who helped me get over the sudden shock of what happened.
Anywho, Tony invited me back to his apartment for sandwiches and coffee. I agreed, since I hadn't seen him in over a month. It was very nice until Here Without You
came on the radio. Again, for whatever reason, I was reminded of Clayton and got really miserable. Tony saw my discomfort and quickly changed the radio station and the course of the conversation. I felt really dumb for nearly breaking down and ruining a nice lunch.
When Tony dropped me off at the apartment after lunch, I apologized for what happened. He told me that I didn't do anything wrong. We hugged when we parted and for some reason, I kissed him. Not on the lips, on the cheek. When we parted, I felt really stupid for kissing him on the cheek. He didn't mention it, then again, he's too much of a gentleman.
But I'm still really confused. What the hell was I thinking? Why did I kiss him? And why did I feel really stupid for kissing Tony?