treating young girls like that? I asked. "And, if you haven't forgotten, you're meant to be marrying my sister!"
"Hey buddy, relax," said Daniel laughing. " It was just some dumb waitress from this piece of crap hick town. No biggie."
"If you must know, that dumb waitress is going to be maid of honor at your wedding. She's Cassie's best friend. The two of them have been best friends since they were in diapers," I said, wondering if this revelation would take the edge off his arrogance.
Daniel turned pale and looked as though he was about to vomit. He remained silent for a minute before looking back at me.
"So you know her?" he asked.
"Yeah, of course, I know her. I've known her my whole life."
Daniel was silent for a moment, before regaining his confidence.
"So, what's she like in bed, then?" he asked with a predatory glint in his eye. "Someone like you couldn't have grown up in a town like this without bedding every girl here."
Daniel's mates sniggered quietly beside him.
"You're really something," I said. "You stay away from her."
"Why? What the fuck do you care about some waitress? You're a big Hollywood actor, aren't you?" he retorted.
"She's not just some waitress. She's a friend. A really good friend. If it weren't for the fact that Cassie really loves you, I'd beat the hell outta you."
"You'd do no such thing," Daniel sneered.
I could feel the temper rising within me. Daniel had no idea how much I wanted to smash his head at that moment. I'd been training hard for the last few months so I knew I could beat him if I wanted to but I also knew it would only break Cassie's heart.
"I'm getting the hell outta here. I've had enough of hanging around you degenerates," I said, turning away from them and starting to walk across the carpark.
"Oh, what? You think you're better than us now?" Daniel shouted defensively.
"Oh, I know I am," I said patronizingly. "And I want all of you to head to your hotel. You're not welcome at Mom and Dad's in the state you're in," I shouted as I set out to walk back to my parent's place on the outskirts of town. After the events of the last hour, I needed some time to clear my head.
I had to admit that Amy looked beautiful earlier. She was always was one of the cute girls, even if she'd never believed it. Amy blew me away even as she stood there a little disheveled at the end of her shift in her little diner uniform. She was still just the perfect small town girl with a big heart. I couldn't forgive Daniel for coming on to her that way. I couldn't forgive him for Amy, and I couldn't forgive him for my sister.
Daniel needed to get his comeuppance, and I had no idea what my sister saw in him.
"Jerk," I said to no one in particular. "I hope Cassie's ready for him."
I wondered whether I should tell Cassie, but I knew that the shame of canceling her dream wedding two days out would overshadow any concerns about her fiancé. Daniel's shortcomings were something she was going to have to work out by herself.
As I walked through the dark streets, I thought about how far we'd all come. Cassie and I weren't used to this place anymore, where everyone knew each other, and everything closed early. It was just after 10 pm, and there was barely a light on in town. With a population of just a few thousand people and only the famous hot springs to bring people here, Mayfield Springs wasn't a metropolis or a hub of culture, but it was where I was born, and I would always love it.
I reached the corner of Westacre Street, and memories came flooding back to me. Amy's parents lived there, a modest but leafy street on the edge of town. Maybe that's where she still lived. I remembered the times I'd run her home late at night, the fun nights we had, making out in the car, the way she kissed me goodnight...
I wanted nothing more at that moment than to see Amy. It was worth a detour down the street to see if she was still up.
The house looked the same as it had the