It's been a few days. You'd been calling out of work, not showing up at nightly hangouts, and just went MIA. The rest of your group checked up on you. Nikki, Wyatt, Jude, Jen, and Caitlin, they all had been texting and calling you, to make sure you were okay. But, Jonesy didn't. Not once.

Well, not until it'd been a week since he's seen you. He showed up at your house, letting himself in, and walked up the stairs to your room. He didn't knock. He never knocked. He just walked in, and turned on the light. There you were, sitting on your bed, wrapped up in a blanket, looking out the window.

"So, what's up? Nikki said you've been sad lately?" He asked, sitting down beside you.

It took some time but, he'd finally convinced you to tell him what was wrong. And when you did, his expression darkened. Your ex cheated on you? On you!?

"I'll kill him. I'll fucking kill him." He said, getting up, and heading towards the door.