Fighting for Love

"This isn't about me."

After Wesley spoke everything began to go black. he faded in and out of reality seeing Calvin kneel down in front of him. a devilish smile on his face. He rustled Wesleys hair as if they were friends from the start.

"don't you know Wesley? I was there on that night."

Wesley snapped back to reality reliving that night. from the people he met to the kids who beat him up. he relived every punch and felt the pain all over again. he watched himself out of his body seeing all the people punching till he landed on a familiar face.

" you're the one who started kicking me....you kicked me in the face."

" that's a good boy." calvin says punching him in the ribs.

Wesley laid there gasping for air. there was no way for him to come back from that. he laid there inbetween reality and passing out.

Meanwhile, Peter was helping his mom out in the kitchen.

" wait, mom you already have Yvonne in here why do you need me?"

" well I didn't know she was in here."

" I was using the bathroom to clean food off my clothes."

" so do you need me?"

"well you can carry the wine bottles out there, Yvonne can carry the cups."

" I thought cups were already out there."

" well it seems they aren't fancy enough for our guests."

" I really don't know why you deal with them."

" Peter family is family you have to deal with it."

Racheal walked out of the house carrying an ice bucket for the wine. She looked tiked off but it seemed directed at someone else other than the two inside. she almost slammed the door as she looked at the party. Peter and Yvonne stood there for a second before going to get the stuff.

" What's wrong with your mom?"

" she hates how the family treats her and my father......they like look down on them as if they aren't important."

" Wesley told me about the backstory of your family. I'm sorry about the amount of pressure both sides put on you."

" it doesn't matter, someone has to keep the people together."

" you're the peacekeeper."

" I try to be."

" I see Wesley has rubbed off on you."

" I guess he has a little."

" a little? try a lot. Dennis told me that before you met Wesley you were closed off and moody, often spoke few words in public."

" well.....there I was unhappy, I felt as if I was missing part of me the whole time....until Wesley helped fix my truck."

" so Wesley completes you?"

" yes, that shy bugger completes me....I .......I......."

" Peter it's okay, don't force yourself to say it. when your heart feels it is time it'll flow out."

" thanks Yvonne, you aren't as weird as Wesley says."

" speaking of which, where is Wesley?"

" he's back at the party, getting to know the family."

" you left him alone!?!?!?"

" uh yeah? what's wrong with that.

it turns out Yvonne was in the house because she was taking a picture of the post to show Peter, to protect Wesley. Now was that time, she fumbled for her phone breathing heavily.