yours | b.e

i'm sorry

"Can we please talk?" Pearl asked as she stood in my way.

"I don't wanna talk to you Pearl." I pushed her aside, as I walked past her and shuffled the keys. For the past few months, she had been trying to get me to talk to her but I couldn't. Not after what she did.

I let out a sigh of relief as the door quickly opened, and I quickly stepped in.

"Please let me just explain, you're overreacting." I stopped at her words, as I felt the anger slowly boil in me.

"Maybe I am overreacting," I started off, turning around and slowly walking towards her, "but if you thought I'd be okay with you and Sam, you thought wrong."

"It just, happened. I didn't plan for it to, and Sam is sorry." I scoffed as she defended Sam with ease.

"Oh, so you speak for Sam now, huh?" I asked, folding my arms in front of my chest.

"Willow-"

"No, no, let me complete," I started off, stopping her instantly. "You didn't even tell me that you and Conan broke up. The next thing I know, you and Sam are a thing? And I had to walk in on you both in my apartment. Is there anything else you're hiding?" I asked.

She kept her head down low, not daring to look at me.

Maybe I shouldn't be too harsh on her, but what she did wasn't completely okay either. She knew exactly why I wasn't okay with Sam, and yet she decided to defy that without hesitation.

"I don't think you want us to be in contact anymore." Pearl said softly, and I tried myself to maintain a cold exterior. The truth was, I was hurting. No doubt I was.

Pearl and I had been friends since I could remember and I was about to lose her because of a boy. A boy.

"Pearl..." I trailed off, letting out a sigh. I felt a lump in my throat as I forced myself to fight back the tears.

"I want us to be friends, I really do." I replied, my voice slightly cracking.

"I want that too Will, I really do."

"But I'm not okay with you and Sam. And if you're really gonna go chose him over me, then so be it."

"I love him Willow." I furrowed my eyebrows, stunned at her words.

"Oh, so you love him now?" I asked.

"I've never met anyone like him." Pearl softly spoke.

"That's what you said about Conan and where's he now?" I asked.

When I realized that she wasn't going to answer anytime sooner, I stepped closer and took her hands in mine.

"Pearl, you know that I've supported no matter what. I even stuck by you when you were dating that 50-year-old for his money." She let out a soft chuckle at the sudden thought, making me smile.

"But I need to be selfish, just this once. You know what Sam did to me, he ruined everything for me. And seeing him isn't really going to help anything. It might just make everything worse."

"But I don't know what to do. You, and then Sam." A tear rolled down her cheek as she spoke.

I quickly engulfed her in a hug, tightly wrapping my arms around her.

Staying mad at her was nearly impossible for me.

"I don't want us to have bad blood." Pearl muttered and I slowly nodded.

"I'm not sure we could ever go back to how we were then." I spoke as the tension between us faded.

"I'm so sorry, I know that-" Pearl started, but I interrupted her once again, knowing that she was about ramble.

"It's okay, I... I've no hard feelings."

"Really?" She asked and I nodded, forcing on a smile.

"I don't know if we can go back to the old 'us', but we can definitely keep in touch."

The words slipped from my mouth, and they felt unfamiliar. Never in a million years had I thought, I would be living this scenario.

The both of us, talked for a few minutes, the weight gradually lifting off of our shoulders.

Maybe we weren't meant to be friends for a "lifetime", but I was grateful for everything she gave me. She was even the reason I realized I liked Billie. There was no way I could hold a grudge against her, for anything.

"Maybe we'll see each other around?" Pearl asked and I nodded.

"We will."

She waved as she turned around and walked away.

"Oh and say hi to Billie for me."

"For sure."

I opened the door and entered the apartment, closing the door behind me as I did so.

"Heard the both of you." Billie spoke from the kitchen, as she walked towards me with a plate of cookies.

"That was the one friend I didn't wanna lose." I spoke.

Placing a soft peck on my temple, Billie took me in a warm hug.

"It'll get better soon, I promise." I hugged her back, burying my face in her shirt as I did so. She rested her chin on top my head as we stayed like that for a bit longer than a minute.

"Why don't we have my famous peanut butter cookies and binge RuPaul's hmm?" She asked, and a slight smile lit up my face.

"I love you." I sighed as I spoke and she placed a kiss on the tip of my nose, making me giggle.

"I love you too baby, now hurry," Billie spoke as she rushed towards the couch facing the huge T.V screen, "the show's fucking starting!" I smiled as I walked towards her, and sat down beside her. Wrapping my arm around her lower waist, I leaned into her as she snaked her around my shoulders.

RuPaul's Drag Race Season 06 Episode 08