We all knew that this would happen, but no one wanted to tell her. Now, everyone is thinking, "Damn! I should have said something!". Now, it's too little, too late.

When my best friend, Sara, started dating John, they looked like the perfect odd couple. She, butch and boyish. He, effeminate and pretty. Upon meeting John, my first thought was, "Are you sure he's not gay?". But they seemed to compliment each other and seemed very happy.

Sara and John were together a long time, before they got married. With many up and downs, break ups and getting back togethers, they loved each other. I was Maid of Honor, my daughter was a bridesmaid, and my son was a ring bearer. I had great hope that all would be well.

But, in my belief, their union started off badly. Sara and John fought on their wedding day. Their fighting continued and became more severe and violent, with every passing day.

Despite all the fighting and screaming, they had two wonderful children. I was there for Sara when her first, Lacy, was born. It was good that I was there, John, the swine, showed up stoned out of his mind. I was not there when, Kyle, was born.

After Kyle's birth, John decided to join the armed forces. Sara didn't like it. She didn't want to be a military wife. She didn't want her husband sent off somewhere he could get killed. John did it anyway.

During basic training, John would call Sara and would pick fights with her. He would say horrible things to her and make her cry. Sara was a strong person, except when it came to him. With John, she was a total doormat. She let him tear her down and make her think that everything wrong in his life was because of her.

After basic, John got stationed in Idaho. Sara packed up herself and the kids and moved to be with her husband. I hated seeing my friend go. Not only because she was my best friend, but because I was afraid for her. With the way he treated her, I wanted her to be close to her family and friends, her support system. But what could I say to her? She had to be with her husband.

John soon got stationed in Japan. Sara came home to be with her family for awhile, before she moved to a different country. While she was here and John in Japan, Sara relaxed and had fun with her friends. Even though she hated this small town, she was becoming the friend I used know again. Then, the phone calls started again. John would call and Sara ended up in pieces. Her friends told her not to go to Japan. Why would you go to a foreign country and live with someone you didn't like? But, once again, she needed to be with her husband.

John came home two weeks ago to retrieve his wife and kids. It's been hell for Sara. Within the first hour of seeing each other they fought. They have fought everyday since.

Last night was their going away party. I couldn't go, because my daughter is ill. At work today, a mutual friend of ours took me aside and told me some very disturbing news. John has fallen in love with a man. He told our friend that he didn't love Sara "that way". He thinks that Sara should still go to Japan with him. I want to ask, "For what?". There's no love there.

I really want to be with my friend, but my daughter is still ill. I can't imagine the pain and torture Sara is going through. On her behalf, I'm angry, disappointed and want to beat the pig senseless. I want to make this absolutely clear: I would feel this way, even if it was a woman. But, would I really be helpful? Or would I add more fuel to the fire? I want to question John. "How can you do this? How can you hurt someone this way? And did you just use my best friend as a way to conceive children?" I know the man he's in love with. I work with him. I hope I can make it through the day professionally and not go off on him.

I guess my biggest question is: "How can you say 'I told you so', when you didn't say anything at all?"