Wesley

Confront

Aaliyah

I walk out of the bathroom and before I can even breath, Wes grabs my wrist and drags me outside. "What are you-"

"Why? Why the fuck would you tell him that shit?!" he snaps.

"Tell who what?" my eyebrows push together in confusion.

"Why did you tell Sawyer about our sex life?! That's fucking private, Aaliyah!! You don't go anyone telling being that! Let alone a guy you don't even know!" his eyes scream heartbreak.

"Tell Sawyer abou- what? You're making no sense!! I never told Sawyer anything about our sex life! Or anything in general!" I defend myself.

"Then tell me how the FUCK he knows about it?!" he grows angrier and angrier.

"I don't know! But I didn't tell him!" I stand my ground. He stressfully runs his fingers through his hair, huffing. "What's going on you with you? You've been off all week!"

"I know I have! But I haven't said anything because I don't want to ruin this for you! That fucking asshole has a crush on you, A! The things the told me about myself and us is enough for you to dump being his friend!" his frustration tears come out.

My heart breaks.

"What did he tell you?" I ask.

"Something my mother would've told me" he storms off.

"Wes!" I run after him.

"What else have you been telling?! My whole life story?!"

"No!"

"I want to know the truth, Aaliyah! Did you or did you not telling him?!" he raises his voice.

I take his hands, but he pulls them back. "I'd never. I barely know him! I wouldn't ever go for him or tell him anything about us!"

"I'm sure you do wanna get to know him! All of you do! And... there's nothing wrong with it, but recently I've been a ghost. Everyone's so worried about SaWyEr. Nobody even knows I'm here anymore! I hate to sound so fucking self centered, but... but I want my friends back" his voice cracks.

"Wes" I hug him. "I'm so sorry you're feeling this way! But I always keep an eye on you, even when you don't think I am. And I also always come to look at you. The guys are just wanting a new guy friend in the group and you know I try to make friends with everyone"

"Not with him. He's the biggest douche in Georgia. Wanting you for himself, he meets your standards, not me. You're gorgeous, he's so much better looking than me. I'm a loser, he's not" he pulls back. "You don't wanna be with me-"

"Stop! Stop saying all that!-"

"He told me!!"

"Well he's wrong!! Babe, you're the guy I'm in love with!! Him? He means NOTHING to me! You're the most adorable and cutest guy in the world, I'm so so lucky to have you! I want to marry you! Have kids! Grow old with you!" I assure him.

"Okay" he clenches his jaw and looks around. "I'm going on a walk, I'll be back in an hour" he kisses my forehead, leaving me.

I become angry, and not at Wes.

Sawyer.

I have no fucking idea where he got the information about, but I'm getting walk my happy ass over there to find out.

And the shit he told Wes? Oh my fucking heart broke knowing how sensitive Wes is and was taught to believe those words.

**

I storm into Sawyer's room.

"Come in?" he laughs.

I shake my head. "How the fuck do you know about me and Wes?"

"Oh of course he told y-"

"You have no right to say that! And all of the other things you told him?! You have absolutely no right to say that to him! That boy has beed through hell and BACK! Shit, nobody wants those things said to them! I-"

"Aaliyah, are we-"

"I'M NOT GONNA SIT BACK AND LET YOU BULLY MY BOYFRIEND! SHIT, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU SAY ABOUT PARKER AND LORENZO!IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS ABOUT WHAT WES AND I GO THROUGH! HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW?!" I shout.

He rolls his eyes. "You know what you are?"

"SAWY-"

"A slut" he snarks and my eyes widen. "Hanging out with all of these guys. Practically flirting with every single one of them. You're all over each and every single one of them and then look for more. Like how you came to me, looking for the next guy to add into your triangle of dudes. I never hear you talk about friends that are girls? Why's that? Because you're a slut with all these guys around her who you just want to have sex with. I feel for it, I did, but I'll make sure no fucking guy looks at you or else they'll just fall into your group"

I try to form words, but I can't.

My heart is actually broken in half right now.

I do only hangout with guys...

I don't want to be a slut...

I don't want to be labeled that.

Am I?

"L-"

He cuts me off by kissing me, in which I immediately pull away, but he's not looking at me.

He's looking at something behind me.

"OH YOU MOTHER FUCKER!" Wes runs in, pinning Sawyer into the wall. His wraps his hands around his throat. "DON'T YOU EVER," he punches him, "EVER," again, "PULL THAT SHIT AGAIN! OH WAIT, YOU WON'T. BECAUSE I WILL KILL YOU RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW, SEWER! YOU KNOW, I'M FUCKING SICK OF YOU! SICK OF YOU AROUND MY FUCKING FAMILY. SICK OF YOU SINCE THE DAY AALIYAH POINTED YOU OUT!" he punches his jaw and nose, causing it to bleed. "STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY GIRLFRIEND AND MY BEST FRIENDS! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FUCKING FACE EVER AGAIN IN MY LIFETIME!" he knocks him out.

I gasp.

He immediately hugs me.

"Wes, I di-"

"I know you didn't kiss him" he shakes in anger. "I know you' never do anything"

"I'm so sorry" I cry into his chest.

"A, you're so kind hearted and loving and take everyone in, it's not your fault! Just tell me why you were in here in the first place!"

I pull back. "I-I confronted him-"

"A, I'm sorry, but confronting a fucking stranger never ends well. HE KISSED YOU! KISSED MY GIRL!"

"I didn't kiss him"

"I know, I know" he calms down.

"I didn't kiss him" I break down crying.

"Don't cry, oh please A, don't cry. I'm not mad at you. We can go home right now and leave this fucking douche here. Please don't think I'm mad. Nothing is ever your fault" he showers my face with kisses.

I cry harder and hug him tightly.

I'm not a slut.