Jaxon watched as his petite girlfriend walked out of his room to go to the bathroom. Today, everything had gone perfect. Everything seemed calm for what seemed like a first in forever. A small smile crept on his face as he relaxed on his seat of the bed, being at ease. Before he could fully relax, he felt a surge of vibration on the bed, looking over at her phone that she just happened to leave behind. Just look, it's not that big of a deal. A small sigh emerged from his lips as he grabbed the phone and turned the screen on, seeing many and many texts from the same person, 'Ben.' Jaxon could feel the anger rise in him as kept seeing this random guy's name.
Standing up, he threw the phone back on the phone and paced about the room, pulling at the strands of his hair. She wouldn't cheat on him, would she? She needed him around, just like he needed her. But the repeat of the guy's name was proof enough of something fishy. That explained why she would never give him her phone passcode whenever he asked for it. His nose flared as his anger worsened, knowing he would blow up soon. He heard her gentle footsteps as she approached the room again. He stopped and looked over at her when she walked in.
"So, who the fuck is Ben and why did he text you practically fifty times in like two minutes?"
