Sleeping With My Best Friend - (Complete)

Chapter 27 - Keagan Confronts Dean

***** Dean's Point of View *****

"So Dean, what are your plans today?" his Mom asked, as she came into the living room wearing a business suit, carrying a coffee in one hand and her laptop bag in the other.

"I'm supposed to meet up with some of my old high school friends at Willy's since they're all home for Christmas Break."

"Ahhh. Sounds like fun," she smiled. "Is Berkley going with you? I know she loves shooting pool down there."

"Nah, not this time," Dean said, shaking his head and shoving his hands in his pockets as he looked at the ground.

She stood there looking at him, thinking for a minute before saying, "Things with you and her seemed a little off last night. Is everything okay?"

Dean scoffed. "A little off? That's an understatement Ma," he laughed. "Before yesterday, I hadn't seen or talked to her in three months."

She raised her eyebrows and her eyes widened. "Three months?!" she shouted. "Are you serious? Why?"

Dean took a deep breath in and let it out, shrugging his shoulders. "We had an argument and she said she wanted to take a break from our friendship for a while. I thought she just needed a little time to cool off, but it's been months."

His Mom walked right up in front of him and pointed, poking her finger into his chest.

"Dean Grayson Bradshaw. Whatever you did to make that girl angry with you, you better make it right. What you have with her comes around once in a lifetime. Don't be a knucklehead and screw it up. You hear me?"

He laughed at how serious she was looking. "I'll try Ma, okay? But I can't make any promises. I don't think she wants to talk to me. I've tried to call and text her and she won't answer."

"Then you go over to her house and talk to her face to face. The Dean I know doesn't give up, so don't start bein' a quitter now, especially not when it's something this important. You do whatever you have to do to make up with her."

He knew she was right, just like she always was.

He nodded. "Okay Ma. I'll give it my best shot."

"You better. I have to go. I have an important meeting with a fish distributor. I love you. Do the right thing," she said, kissing his cheek and then giving it a light smack, making him laugh as she walked away with her heels clacking on the tile floor.

***** Later that Night *****

Willy's Pub was a tiny local bar and Dean's Dad was good friends with the owner, so he let Dean and his friends drink there even though they weren't twenty one yet. They all carried fake ID's on them in case the place ever got busted, so Willy wouldn't get in trouble.

Dean walked into the pub and saw a group of his friends from high school standing around a pool table, drinking beer.

"Dean!" they shouted as he walked in and he gave them fist bumps and one-armed bro hugs.

"Damn, it's good to see you. Where's Berkley?" his friend Conner asked, looking around. "I call her on my team for pool."

"No fuckin' way!" his friend Tucker shouted, shoving Conner lightly. "We'll do rock, paper, scissors to see who gets her to make it fair."

"Settle down guys. She's not coming," Dean said, running a hand up through his hair.

"Oh shit. Is she sick or something?" Conner asked.

"Something like that," Dean said under his breath, looking around. He really wasn't in the mood to get into all that right now.

"I'll be back. I'm gonna go grab a beer," he said, patting Conner on the shoulder a couple times before walking away. He went up to the bar where Shae, the usual beautiful female bartender was working.