Just A Big Mess

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DREW POV

There's no word to describe the way I feel right now.

Confused? Nope, I'm way beyond that.

Guilty? Nope, that doesn't cut it either.

I guess it's safe to say that I'm out of my mind right now. I've been through hell and back these past few weeks and everything just seems to be getting more and more out of control. For once, I thought I had this all figured out. Everything made sense, but of course, I was wrong and it's really hard to accept that.

I just let the detectives take Wesley away when this whole time, he has been completely innocent. I feel like the word 'Idiot' is written across my forehead. How could I be this stupid? I guess I should have some faith in Wesley, faith that he wouldn't do something so cruel. He's not the bad guy I made him out to be, he's the same person I've shared so many great memories with. And thankfully, he's still here for me. I was so shocked to hear Keaton tell me that Wesley was the one to donate blood for my daughter. But not only did he want to donate; he forced the Doctor to do it when all hope was lost. If it weren't for Wes and his stubborn ways, she wouldn't be alive right now. I should be celebrating with him, but instead I got him arrested. Well I definitely feel stupid now.

I finally snap out of it and realize that Keaton is still resting on his crutches in front of me. "Keats, I'm sorry." I say.

He gives me a reassuring smile. "Thanks, Drew, but I'm not the guy you should be saying sorry to."

He's right. I should be apologizing to Wes. I don't know if I'm ready to do that just yet but I definitely need to clear his name with the detectives. "You're right. I'm going to go get Wes. Are you going to be okay by yourself?"

"Knowing that you're going to get those cuffs off my brother, I'll be just fine." He says with a laugh. With Keaton being his silly self, I know that things between us are okay which makes me feel a lot better. I don't know what I'd do if we weren't on good terms because we've become so close.

"Can you tell Tori that I'll be right back and that I'll explain later?"

"Yeah, sure." Keaton says, shrugging his shoulders.

"Thanks, Keats... for everything!" Before he can respond, my feet get ahead of me and start to run to the exit. I get to my car as quick as possible and speed off. Gratefully, I miss every red light and get away with going way over the speed limit.

When I approach the police station, I see Wilden walking towards the building with his partner, who is holding on to Wesley's arm, not too far behind. I pull in to the parking lot and stop my car right in front of them, blocking them from continuing to walk. I jump out and Wilden says, "What are you doing here, Chadwick? We can take care of this."

"I have to talk to you." I say, walking up to him. The other detective and Wesley finally reach us. Wes gives me a dirty look but I just ignore him. "I just found out something and now I don't think Wes did it." When I say this, Wesley's eyes light up. Obviously, he was expecting me to come here and bash him so he's surprised when I'm actually defending him. Everyone just keeps their eyes on me, waiting for me to say more. "The only reason I thought Wesley did this was to hurt the baby but as it turns out, he's the one who saved her life." I look to Wesley when I say this. "He made her doctor do the transfusion, even when the doctor didn't want to. He made sure that he did everything he could to keep her alive. If he wanted her dead in the first place, he wouldn't have given blood." Now I look to Wilden. "He didn't do it." I look to the ground after saying this. I'm ashamed...ashamed that I took things this far and that I got these detectives involved in my petty rivalry.

"Well, isn't that cute." Wilden says while reaching over to Wes and ruffling up his hair. "But I'm not buying it." He turns to Wes and says, "If you didn't do this, than why were you burning pictures of Drew and Tori outside of your house early this morning?"

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