Chapter 34

Melanie's POV

"Okay, well I'm gonna go." I say after talking with Laraine for a little while.

"Well, let me know if you need anything, okay? I hope I see you again."

"Oh, you probably will. Since I'm friends with Drew."

"Yeah, well that's good." She says and I give her a big hug.

"Drew, let's go!" I call, waiting for him to come downstairs.

He bounds downstairs a second later and he grabs his and my suitcase.

We say our goodbyes to Laraine and Keaton. Keaton is gonna come up to NYC later this week. We head outside and get in a taxi.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Drew asks, and I look over at him.

"I'm positive." I say and the cab driver takes off to the airport.

Once we get through security, I go get a drink from the convenience store at LAX.

I go sit back down with Drew and we wait for our flight to be called. I set my drink down and make small talk with Drew, but we're interrupted by someone making a fuss by the security.

We get up and walk over to see what's going on like everybody else is. I push through a few people and see Wesley arguing with a security guard. Of course. I walk over to him, feeling embarrassed as all eyes are on me.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" I ask, pissed off.

"I'm here to get you back." He says, trying to get to me but the security holds him back.

"Do you know him?" The guard asks me.

"No.. I don't." I lie, and Wesley's face goes white.

"Melanie, please. Tell him you know me!" Wesley pleads and I shake my head.

I watch the security guard pull him back out of my sight and I sigh. I walk back to Drew and he gives me a confused look.

"What happened?"

"It was Wesley."

"He's such an idiot sometimes. How the hell did he think he would get past security?"

"I have no clue. But they took him out." I say and we head back to our seats just in time for our flight to be called.

-

When we get back to New York, me and Drew go back to his apartment to hang out.

"When should I have the funeral for the baby?" I ask him, getting a glass of water.

"Probably sometime next week.. You're gonna have to have it in California though."

"Ugh, I know. That's the worst part."

"You're gonna have to face Wes again, you know."

"Yeah, I know."

"Y'all two break up more than anybody I know." Drew laughs a bit.

"Whatever." I say, smirking at him.

"It's true!"

"Well, this is the last time... We're not gonna get back together no matter what he does." I say and he walks over to me.

"You're sure about that?"

"Yes."

"Good..."

"Drew." I breathe, putting my hand to his chest.

He leans down and kisses me sweetly, and I almost give in but I push him away.

"Stop." I say, and I look down.

"Mel.."

"I'm gonna go." I say, and now it's very awkward.

I slip past him and go get my suitcase. I get to a taxi and tell them to take me to Wesley's apartment.

When I get inside, I take a look around and sigh. Mostly because this isn't my home anymore.

I begin to pack up all the stuff that I have here. It takes about a few hours but I get it done. Once I get everything in my car, I head to my dad and brother's house.

"Hey, dad." I say, walking past him and into the house.

"Mel, what are you doing here?"

"Um.. Wesley and I broke up so I decided to come here. I have no where else to live for now."

"I told you this would happen."

"Dad, quit it. Us fighting isn't going to make this situation any better." I snap, walking into the living room to see Matthew.

"Hi, Matthew." I say and he gives me a big smile and stands up to hug me.

"I've missed you so much, Melanie."

"Well you'll be seeing a lot more of me until I can get a place of my own."

"That's great. Well, make yourself back at home." He says, and helps me unpack.

-

Today is the day of the funeral and most of my family is coming. Including Wesley's.

I'm in the taxi with Drew and Keaton and I tap my foot in anxiety. Anxiety of seeing my own child being buried. And anxiety of seeing Wesley.

I'm not ready to see him. I don't want to know if he has a girlfriend or not because that will tell me he moved on. I haven't even moved on and I'm the one who broke up with him.

"You ready?" Drew asks, and I nod.

He takes my hand in a friendly way, and we get out of the car with Keaton once we get to the gravesite.

We walk together to where everybody else is and I get enveloped in hugs immediately. I begin to cry from being overwhelmed and emotional from all of this. I stand with Drew as people talk to me and I see Wesley on the other side of the set up.

He looks depressed. I don't know if it's from the death of our baby or from our breakup. Maybe both. He looks over at me and all I see is pain in his eyes. I look away quickly and engage myself in a conversation.

"Oh my God, Melanie. There you are!" I hear Laraine say and I give her a small smile and she hugs me for a while.

"Hi, Laraine." I say, choking back a sob.

"Are you okay? I feel like I haven't seen you in years."

"I'm alright. Just the planning for this funeral has been very stressful and emotional. Mixed emotions, you know?"

"Yes, I know what you mean, hun."

"Yeah.. So how has Wes been?"

"Don't tell anybody I told you this.. But he's been an absolute mess since you broke up with him. He hasn't got out of the house unless it's for work. You need to talk to him, I'm worried about him, Mel."

"I don't know..."

"Please. For me? He's just really confused is all." She says and walks off.

Confused? What could he possibly be confused about? I explained why I was leaving him.

The funeral starts and I'm already a mess. Drew takes my hand and laces our fingers together. I rest my head on his shoulder and sigh.

After the funeral is over, I talk with Drew, Keaton and Candice for awhile. I finally get the courage to go walk over to Wesley and talk to him.

"Hey." I say, looking up at him once I get to him.

"Hi." He says, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

"So... How have you been?"

"It's none of your fucking business, Melanie." He snaps, sticking his hands in his pockets.

"Wes, I'm trying to talk to you. Quit pushing me away." I say and he scoffs.

"You have got to be kidding me, right? You're the one who broke my heart and you're telling me to stop pushing you away? Fuck off, Mel."

"Look, I'm sorry."

"No, Melanie. There's nothing you can say or do for me to forgive you." He says, malice in his voice and he walks off.

I sigh, heading back to Drew.

"What happened?"

"He's pissed off of at me." I say, sparing the details.

Wesley's POV

I can't believe she would fucking talk to me like that. I did nothing to her and she thinks I'm pushing her away? Fuck her.

"Hey, mom. I'm gonna go." I say, once I get to her.

"What happened with Melanie?"

"She thinks I'm pushing her away... I'm done with her since she's obviously done with me." I say and she frowns at me.

"Oh, hun. I just want y'all to get back together."

"Well, it's not going to happen, mom. She doesn't wanna be with me anymore." I say and leave.

When I get in my car, I begin to hit the steering wheel repeatedly.

"Fuck!" I yell, and I cover my face with my hands.

Tears begin to fall down my face and I push them away quickly, trying to stay strong, but they continue to fall down.

I don't get why she is so stubborn. I thought that would be a normal conversation after two weeks of not seeing each other, but no. She had to go and blame me of shit.

I start my car and head to the gym, already late for work as it is.

When I get there, I see the guy I'm training and begin to put him to work immediately. I make him do the hardest workouts I can think of, mainly because I'm pissed off.

"Wes, are you okay?"

"Yeah, why are you asking? Get back to work."

"Because you've never worked me this hard before. Is something bugging you?"

"Look, I'm not here to be your best friend and talk about our problems, okay? I'm here to make sure you stay in shape and to make you work out. I'm leaving." I say through clenched teeth and go get my stuff.

I get in my car and head to my mom's house because that's where I'm staying. I get there and see everybody from the funeral gathered around talking. I roll my eyes and push past people, then I head upstairs. I get in my room and slam the door shut. I take my shirt off and take a cigarette out, walking out onto the balcony.

I hear a knock at my door and I sigh. I get up, still holding my cigarette and I open the door to see Melanie standing there. I look at her while I take a drag of my cigarette and blow it out.

"What the fuck do you want?" I ask, leaning against the door frame.

"I came to talk to you."

"There's nothing to talk about.. You're a bitch and you're wasting my time."

"Time for what? To kill yourself by smoking?"

"That is none of your fucking business."

"So is nothing my business anymore? Are you kidding me, Wesley?" She says and I roll my eyes.

"Fuck you." I say and begin to shut the door but she holds it back.

"Would you just talk to me please?"

"What is there to talk about?"

"I honestly don't know, Wes.."

"Exactly, now leave me the fuck alone."

"Have you moved on?"

"What?"

"Have you moved on? Have you been seeing other girls?"

"You know what? Yeah. I have." I lie and she looks hurt. "Why would you care, though? You and Drew look like you're dating so you're obviously over me."

"Well, I have too." I can tell she's lying as well.

"Fuck off, Melanie. Because of you, I OD'ed. My mom found me unconscious and hungover in the bathroom of my apartment. So that's why I'm living here. You caused that.. I'm back to my old ways because you fucking broke up with me."

"Bull shit." She says and I almost slap her.

"Get the fuck away from me." I spit, slamming the door in her face.

I lean my back against the door and slide down it, tangling my fingers in my hair.

I can't believe she would fucking say that. I sigh and the tears begin to fall down my face. I'm acting like such a girl. I should be fucking ever girl I see on the street right now, not crying like a little girl.

I get up and put a shirt on and open my door, and head down stairs. I ignore everybody who tries to talk to me, thankfully I don't see Melanie, and I head outside to my car.

I head to the nearest club and get inside immediately. I get a few drinks before finding a girl to dance with. I see a few eyeing me and I spot one I want to dance with.

I walk over and grab her hand, leading her to the crowd of dancing people. She grinds her ass against me immediately and I groan in her ear, nibbling her earlobe.

"Let's get out of here, yeah?" She asks, taking my hand and heading towards the exit before I can even answer.

I take her to my car and I drive to her apartment, having her tell me the directions.

We get upstairs to her apartment, and once we get inside I slam her against the wall, kissing her roughly.

I take her skirt in between my hands and pull it down her legs, and she kisses my neck as I do it. I take her top off as well. I groan, picking her up and I walk us to what I'm assuming is her room.

We get off all of our clothes and I look into her eyes, and all I can picture is Melanie instead of her. I blink a few times, shaking my head. I can do this..

-

"Fuck, I'm gonna leave." I say, rolling off of her once we're finished and I can barely catch my breath.

When I look over, she's already passed out and I roll my eyes. Fucking slut. I get up and pull my clothes on, and walk out. I get in my car and head home. Once I get home, I stumble a bit, trying to make my way through the darkness and upstairs.

I make a bit of noise, and I mutter cuss words under my breath, laughing a bit.

"Wesley." I hear my mom say and I almost have a heart attack.

She turns the light on and I look down, not wanting to meet her gaze.

"Where have you been?"

"I was at a club and I fucked a girl, mom. The usual." I say, smirking a bit.

"You think this is a joke? That's not the usual for you anymore, Wes! Are you too drunk to remember?"

"I guess.. Now look-"

"What's going on?" I hear Melanie ask, and she comes out with Drew.

I start to get angry immediately, assuming they slept together.

"Fucking bastard!" I yell, and I walk over to him, pinning him against the wall.

"Wesley, stop." I hear Melanie say and I look over at her, still holding Drew.

"you slept with him, didn't you? Didn't you?!" I yell, and I look back to Drew. "I'm so fucking sick of it, man. I've told you to leave her the fuck alone!" I say and throw a punch to his gut.

"Wes, stop! We didn't sleep together!" Melanie says, and she pulls me off of Drew.

She takes me into her arms and I start to cry once again. I rest my head on her shoulder and she rubs my back.

"I'm gonna go take him to his room." I hear her say and she does, walking me upstairs.

When we get in my room, she leads me over to the bed and sits me down. I lay down, pulling the covers over me.

She sits down next to me and I look at her, taking her hand in mine. She looks down at me and shakes her head. When I'm about to say something, she gets up and leaves, shutting the door behind her.

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