Nice To Meet Ya

It'd been 3 days. 3 days since Sawyer asked Kaitlyn to meet him at Starbucks. 3 days since he saw her with another man. 3 days since his heart shattered into a million pieces.

Sawyer had never felt so numb before. He had always felt like, no matter how uncertain life could be, he would always have Kaitlyn. And now he wasn't so sure.

Life had never been easy for Sawyer. I mean, he wasn't as bad off as some people are, but he had a fair share of struggles.

For example, his parents' divorce when he was 9. Switching in between houses every week. Meeting his new stepmom and her four kids.

Maybe that's why Sawyer never had really believed in love. He had grown up in an environment where love faded over time. He always thought love would end in fights and a lot of legal issues, so maybe that was why he never really gave it a chonce. But he always felt that Kaitlyn was different. He thought Kaitlyn was the one, and that his love for her would last forever.

Sawyer should've seen it coming. He should have seen the heartbreak. After all, that's all love really was.

Sawyer began walking down the street, hands in his pocket. He could feel his phone buzzing as Kaitlyn kept messaging him, but he couldn't find the strength to deal with her at the moment. So he decided to ignore it and go get a drink.

Sawyer knew he had a small drinking problem, but that was the least of his concerns at the moment.

He began walking north to his favorite pub until he realized that was where he met Kaitlyn. So he changed his course and headed towards Remy's, a club that he personally had never been to. But hey, what's the worst that could happen?

He paid the bouncer at the door (thank goodness there wasn't a waiting list) and stepped inside, only to be met with the smell of alcohol and Axe deodorant. A little disoriented, he went up to the counter and sat on a stool, waiting for someone to take his order.

Looking to the left of him, he noticed a beautiful red-haired woman sit next to him. Sawyer didn't mean to stare, but her loveliness was too hard to ignore. She noticed and gave him a petite little wave that almost made him passed out. She laughed at his starstuck expression. "Take a picture, it will last longer sugar," she giggled, blowing him a little kiss. Sawyer's heart began to beat loudly and he was worried she would hear him. She gave another cute giggle and he could tell she was slightly drunk. "Why do you keep staring at me, sugar? Hard to resist, hmm?" The mysterious girl laughed (again) and turned around to talk to a slightly older man on the other side of her. Sawyer felt very overwhelmed. He liked this girl, heck, maybe he loved her, and he didn't want to let her just walk away. A part of his conscience was telling him not to go for it because he still had Kaitlyn, but he swept those feelings aside and cleared his throat loudly, causing her to turn back around, saying,"Do you need something, sugar?"

Sawyer began blushing furiously. "Would you, um," he could barely speak, "would you like to dance with me?"

She smiled so wide Sawyer thought her face would crack. "Oh sugar, I'd loovvee to," she giggled. Grabbing his arm, she began leading him out to the dance floor. "Wait," Sawyer stuttered, "um, what's your name?" She gave him another blinding smile.

"Now why would you need to know that?"

She laughed again and began pulling at his arm, encouraging him to dance with her. Again, his conscience told him not to, but again, Sawyer ignored it. He pulled her in close to him, hands on her hips, and they danced the night away. Occasionally, they took a break to get another drink, but then they were back on their feet again. Sawyer knew barely anything about her, heck, he didn't even know her name. But it didn't matter. Love never lasted forever anyway, so he didn't feel bad. They both knew this was a one-night-only kind of romance. Might as well make it last.

Before they passed out from exhaustion, they went to sit down in a booth together. Mystery girl sat next to him and grabbed his hand, to his surprise. It didn't take long before they were kissing. It felt so good, even though it was so wrong. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't stop.

Sawyer only broke it off when he heard the sound of a wine glass breaking. He looked up to see Kaitlyn, tears in her eyes, wine glass shattered on the floor.

Sawyer's heart stopped for a moment.

"Sawyer, what are you doing with this-with this slut," she hissed, clearly in pain, "I came here to visit you, I came here to finally see you again, and here you are, cheating on me with some random bimbo!"

Sawyer nervously looked over to see how his date would react, but she was passed out on the table. Sawyer looked back up at Kaitlyn and met her gaze. He remembered the events from earlier that day and rage boiled inside him. "Don't lecture me on cheating, I SAW you with that guy near the coffee shop! I SAW you hug him!"

"He was an old friend I haven't seen in a while! You never met him because he moved away a couple summers ago and he was coming back to visit! Not to mention the fact that he's gay!"

Sawyer felt so stupid. He shouldn't have assumed anything without talking to her first. He was an idiot.

"I met him on the way to the coffee shop to meet you, and we stopped to catch up," Kaitlyn carried on, trying not to sob in between words, "when I got to the coffee shop you were gone. I felt bad, so I came here to get a drink when I see you smooching some random redhead!"

Sawyer tried to explain, tried to tell her what really happened, but she interrupted, "Just forget it okay! I'm-I'm done with this. I'm done with this drama and I am done with YOU. Have fun with your new GIRLFRIEND." And, with tears in her eyes, she stormed out the door.

Nice to meet ya, what's your name?

Let me treat ya to a drink