I Won't See You Tonight

--Breanne--

“Ready, babe?” Matt asked as I grabbed my purse.

“To go to the party--- yes,” I answered. “To tell Zacky I’m in love with him--- hell no.”

Matt smiled and kissed my neck before he grabbed my car keys from the nightstand next to the bed we shared. He walked toward our kitchen area and grabbed his wallet off the counter before coming back over to me and wrapping and arm around my waist. My arm snaked around his back and rested on his hip as we walked out toward my car.

Surprisingly, I had no problem letting Matt drive my car. Fuck, I wouldn’t even let my dad or Brian drive it--- and dad bought it!

I let Zacky drive it as well, but I didn’t tell Brian that, he’d have a hissy-fit.

It only took us ten minutes or so to get to the house that Layne owned. It was a large, white Victorian style house with purple shutters, a picket fence and a large oak tree in the front yard-- very Beaver Cleaver. It had been her grandfather’s house, and when he died, it was willed to her. All she had to pay for was water, electricity and other utilities like that.

Matt parallel parked in a spot in front of her house before turning to me, grabbing my face and kissing me deeply and passionately. I looked at him stunned for a second. “It’s going be a looooong summer,” he smirked. I laughed before moving to kiss him again. He smiled and placed a finger on my lips, “Uh-uh… That was our last kiss, Bree. You’re Zacky’s now, sweetie.”

I blinked, “But I don’t even know if---”

“Don’t,” he smiled confidently, “you know as well as I do, he likes you… Go get ‘em, babe.” He gave me a wink before hugging me tight to him. “I love ya, Bree… You’re going to do great.”

“Thanks,” I smiled with confidence as we got out. We began walking toward the front door, I stopped and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go. If he was right, I wondered how it would affect us.

He seemed to read my thoughts. “I’ll always be here, Bree,” he whispered into my ear. “Sure, we’re not going to deal with things the same way, but I will always be your leaning post, sweetie.”

“I love you Matt, more than you could know.”

He smiled, “It couldn’t be more than I love you. If anyone ever hurts you, you know I’ll kill them. You’re my best friend, and in a fucked up way, you’re like my family.”

“I’m like the sister you never had, but fuck,” I joked, causing us both to laugh.

--Matt--

She let me go and we continued to the steps. I was definitely going to miss our nights together--- well, and our days… mornings… everything in between. We were flexible.

I could deal with that, but what I was going to miss the most was being the only one who could comfort her… I was going to miss being the only she felt safe with, she was going to have Zacky for that now.

But, I didn’t mind. I was really proud of her.

The house was already crowded by now. The only ones who had yet to show up were Johnny and Brian, but they were probably drinking at Johnny’s house for a bit.

Bree ran at Layne and hugged her tight before starting a conversation with both Jimmy and Layne. I walked over to them, dressed as Eric Draven and Shelly Webster from “The Crow”, smiling as I noticed Zacky’s eyes on her from the other side of the room. Let’s face it, Bree was flawless, and in that pirate-wench costume… She was impossibly gorgeous.

The two of them were perfect for each other. I knew he’d treat her like the queen she was, unlike all her other boyfriends, which was good… I wouldn’t want to have to kick one of my best friend’s ass.

I nudged Bree slightly and motioned toward Zacky, “It’s go time.”

Jimmy and Layne’s eyes widened. “You’re finally telling him!?” they asked in excited unison. Woah, three weeks and they’re already talking together--- hey, that’s Brian and Bree’s job!

“He made me promise,” she said with a fake whine, motioning to me.

“Well… GO!” Layne ordered with a smile.

Bree took a deep breath and walked over to Zacky.