Black and White

Chapter Nine - Piers, Concerts, and Friends

"How've you been, Kaitlin? I haven't seen you in forever! How's New York treating you?" Kenny said as he wrapped me in a hug. I wished Kenny and I could of had a better re-encounter than the one we were currently having.

I cleared my throat. The awkward tension was lingering in the air. I think we all felt it.

"New York's great. I missed home though," I said looking directly at Kenny then straight to the ground. I was trying to prevent myself from looking at them.

From looking at him.

I turned and gave Wes a glare. He just laughed at the irony.

"Hey Kenny, you still down for a jam session tonight?" Wesley said. I mentally thanked him for keeping a conversation going.

"Of course, wouldn't miss it," Kenny replied, "Drew, are you coming?"

"I-- uh, yeah man. Totally."

That was the first time I heard him talk in a week. I had to look at him. The second I looked up, I saw him glance to the other direction. I wondered if he had been looking at me.

Sasha was there just hanging off his arm. The way she was swaying looked as if she'd been sailing for days and had yet to discover she's on land. I looked her in the eyes and regretted it almost instantly. She was looking directly at me and her eyes seemed to be saying 'He chose me. How are you feeling about that?'

And honestly I wasn't feeling too well about it.

"Drew, babe, can we go get something to drink. It's really hot out here," she said. I prevented myself from scoffing.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Sure. C'mon," he replied. Of course, she has him wrapped around her finger. They started to turn and walk away when Wes spoke up.

"Wait, Drew! Shouldn't you say something to your best friend since sophomore year? Wouldn't want to leave her just hanging here like that now would you?"

"Yeah. I've done it before. Shouldn't be that much of a problem this time," Drew snapped back.

That hit me. That hit me hard.

Sasha decided to speak up this time, "C'mon, babe. Let's just go,” she said while grinning.

And now it's my turn. "Why don't you just wipe that smirk off your face, and let go of his arm before he loses all circulation, huh?" I said taking a step towards Sasha.

"Excuse me? He's my boyfriend. I can do what I want," she stated matter-of-factly.

"Well he's also a human being so his personal space is needed."

"It's not your problem, Kaitlin. She's fine; don't talk to my girlfriend like that!" Drew spoke up.

He called me Kaitlin. It was like a slap to the face. He almost always called me Kitty, never Kaitlin. I swallowed down a reply as Wes opened his mouth.

"Kaitlin, Drew, just let it go. You guys are fighting over nothing," Wesley said, "I shouldn't have started anything. C'mon, Kaitlin. Let's go."

"Shut up, Wes, you've been spending the past week with her. You're probably on her side anyways," Drew hissed.

"I am not choosing sides here. Kaitlin's only here for a while before she has to go back to New York and with you two not talking, she doesn't really have anyone to hang out with. You two are supposed to be there for each other but you're too stupid, and she's too stubborn,” he groaned frustrated.

“At least someone cares enough about me. You’ve been too busy wrapped around her finger. Don’t you realize what’s she’s doing to you! You’re not the same Drew,” I said to my supposed best friend, looking him directly in the eyes.

“Are you serious? Do you see what New York’s doing to you? Ever since you’ve gotten back you have been a total bitch, well more than you are normally…” Drew replied with the same intensity.

I didn’t know what to say. What was his problem? He couldn’t just choose some girl he met a month ago over his best friend.

“Kaitlin, I think the concert's starting. Let's walk over to the stage so we can get a good view," Wesley said, grabbing my arm and pulling me back towards him.

"Yeah, Kaitlin, why don't you just go off with Wesley so you guys can spend all day together and go home so he can fuck you into tomorrow?" Drew snapped back nodding towards Wesley.

Kenny just chuckled and went "oooooh."

I think we all turned to face him and gave him a collective sigh. He put his hands up in surrender and walked towards the stage.

"Don't you dare bring Wesley in to this!" I shouted at Drew. By now, I was in his face, pounding my fist into his chest, trying to look intimidating but I was probably doing more damage to my fist than his chest. "This has nothing to do with him, so leave," pound, "him," pound, "alone!"

"Why are you getting so damn offended?! You two must be fucking! I should have guessed it, so obvious!" he retorted.

"We're not sleeping together, but you can sure as hell guess we are now! Stop being such a fucking dick and come talk to me when you pull your head out of your ass!" I said while grabbing Wesley's wrist and dragged him towards the stage. I definitely wasn't gonna miss Keaton's concert all because of Drew being a complete douche.

We were half-way there when I heard Drew shout, "Could you take the dress I got for you off before you have sex with my best friend?!"

I snapped around and gave him the finger. I probably would of had come back with some snappy remark but I was in shock that he even recognized the dress.

Keaton had just gotten on stage and was performing with his friends. He was doing great, as usual.

I turned and looked up at Wes. His face was contorted with pride for his brother but I could see the pain in his eyes.

I leaned up to his ear so he could hear me speak over the loud music playing. "Hey, are you okay?"

He bent down so he could reply, "Eh, I’ve been better. Kinda sucks to see your best friend act like a total dick huh?"

"Just a bit. But it's cool cause I get a new sex partner," I said with a wink.

Wesley cackled then I slipped my arm around his waist. He did the same and I nuzzled my head into his shoulder. I have a best friend right here. I don't need Drew.

Or do I?

A/N

Hey guys! Sorry it took so long for an update. I went on vacation right after the new writers were announced and I just got back yesterday. This is my first writing on the story so please send me feedback; I really want to know what you guys think! - Alaska

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