Night With Gloria example essay topic

The one day I regret most is Valentine's Day, 1999. This is the day that I was weak to peer pressure, which resulted in a horrible tragedy. As a result of my giving in, I destroyed an eight year long friendship with the guy I called my best friend. His name was Johnathan. It was Valentine's Day, and there was a huge party that night, in which a lot of people were going to attend, including all my friends and me. I decided to leave my house around six o' clock, and take several friends with me, including Gloria, my best friend's girlfriend for two years.

The reason I was taking her was because Johnathan told me, "can you take Gloria with you to the party tonight because I don't get off work until nine, and then I'll just meet you guys there". There was no reason for him not to trust us because we were good friends. I left my house and arrived at Gloria's house to pick her up. As Gloria came walking up to my car, I can remember her wearing a beautiful, short red dress, that fit her gorgeously structured body perfectly. I didn't mean to stare, but I couldn't help it because she looked magnificent. That didn't matter though, because I respected her and Johnathan, and knew that nothing would ever happen between us.

We finally got to the party around seven, and it was already crowded. There was no parking for three blocks all around the house. The music was so loud that you could feel the bass beating against your body up to a block away. There were fifteen kegs of beer and tons of liquor, but Gloria and I agreed not to drink until at least Johnathan got there. Gloria and I ended up just talking with each other because we couldn't find the rest of our friends. Everything was fine until around eight o' clock, when we met up with a group of about ten of our friends from school.

It was obvious that they had all been drinking because they were laughing continuously over nothing, and were somewhat stumbling over themselves. This is when it all began. I was a pretty weak person to peer pressure and temptation, and everybody knew that. Then Ricky handed my a shot of tequila and said, "here, take a shot with me". Everybody was staring at me, so I had no choice but to say, "Okay, but only one". I didn't say no because I was afraid they would all start making fun of me and that they would think I wasn't cool enough to hang around with them.

Not only that, but I also didn't stop Gloria from drinking because Johnathan said, "No matter what happens, don't let Gloria drink any alcohol because she's a featherweight when it comes to drinking". As a result, Gloria and I got pretty drunk. All I can recall after that was holding Gloria's hand as we walked upstairs to one of the rooms together. There was a lot of foreplay, then we had sex and fell asleep. It was now ten o' clock and Johnathan had just arrived at the party. He looked around but couldn't find us, so he asked if anyone had seen us.

A friend told him that he saw us sleeping together in one of the rooms. So he went upstairs and walked in to find us sleeping together naked, and under the covers. This is when I woke up with him on top of me, beating me with his fists, until several guys heard the fight and separated us. Then he said, "Of all the people in this party, why did you have to sleep with my Gloria?

WHY? I thought you were my best friend, but I guess I was wrong. Good-bye". That was the last time I ever saw him. I heard he moved up north to Sacramento to live with his dad, which he had wanted to do after high school, but I guess he decided to do so immediately. The only reason he was still living in West Covina with his evil mom, was to spend time with Gloria and me, but I ruined all of that.

Gloria and I also never spoke again after that night. The next day at school, she ignored me when I her, "Have you heard anything from Johnathan?" She acted as if she couldn't hear me, and walked away. We never talked to each other since. I still haven't heard from Johnathan, and I hate myself for not having the courage to say no. I haven't had any alcohol since that night, but there's nothing I can do that will ever make up for what I did. I still have nightmare and flashback of that night with Gloria, and waking up naked while getting hit all over by my best friend.

It's my fault that he moved away so quickly, and lost his true love and his best friend. I've never done anything so humiliating, shameful, and tragic in my entire life. I will never forget him, and I will always miss the time we spent together and had so much fun. Thanks to my cowardliness to what people think of me, I lost the best friend I will ever.