Boys from elementary school fight over girl 20 years later

Back to: Tom where is your penis.
By this point I am miffed with the lack of honesty from Tom on why I can’t touch or see his penis. But I continue to talk to him on a daily basis. He sets plans for us to take Jake out for his birthday. I haven’t seen Jake since the first time we reconnected a few weeks prior. I arrive at the bar where the two men are and immediately Tom is being passive aggressive with me saying things like “what’s wrong with you”, when there was nothing wrong with me at all.
I turn my attention to Jake who has a much more pleasant demeanor about him. It’s obvious Jake is flirting with me and Tom is squirming over this. But here’s how I see it, if I am with Tom really with him then shouldn’t he cut that shit off before it begins. He saw Jake flirting. Maybe he should take Jake aside and talk to him. But alas he does nothing.
So as the night progresses every word out of Tom’s mouth is something negative and he has had seven or eight drinks, he is wasted! Despite that, we all decide to bar hop around town and after arriving at the third bar, Jake and I are outside smoking a cigarette. Suddenly, Jake grabs me pulling me into him and kisses me. At that very moment Tom walks out catching us. Now it may look like I am the slut but come on, Tom has not made anything clear about our relationship and remember I haven’t even seen his penis. We end our embrace and Tom makes some snide remark but is too drunk to gather his thoughts. Before things have a chance to escalate I make the suggestion we should leave. We are back at Tom’s house and Jake grabs his guitar to play it but before he can Tom starts ranting about how “maybe Jake should take me back to my house and play guitar for me there”. Jake and I ignore his drunken comments which seems to infuriate Tom further. I excuse myself to the restroom in hopes of squashing the situation. But as I sit on the toilet peeing, I hear Tom rail into Jake. He starts calling me a ho and a slut. And though I am drunk, as I sit there and pee, I am hurt. I can’t decide what I am going to do because I am drunk too and my car is at the first restaurant. I exit the restroom without a sign of disparage and ask to get a taxi. Both Jake and Tom jump out of there seats as if this would be such a shock that I would want to leave. Jake offers to drive me to my car and at hearing this Tom blows his lid. He throws his cell phone at the wall and a full scale argument ensues about Jake kissing me. We are in the foyer in Tom’s apartment and I am standing there with my purse as I watch these two guys from elementary school go at each other throwing each other against walls. It is truly a surreal moment. Tom proceeds to throw Jake’s guitar outside and push the two of us out of the house slamming the door in our faces.