It was no secret that you and Chris were off and on, being twenty one together in a shared apartment wasn’t easy especially since he had a wandering eye for girls who were practically models. You and him have been together since seventeen, you guys were each other’s first love, first everything. it was hard to let go of each other especially after everything you both went through together, but you knew you deserved better, hell, even his own brothers were telling you to leave him. So that’s what you did… you left him, but not fully, no. You stayed in the apartment with him since you couldn’t find your own place yet, you stayed in the room next to his which wasn’t a problem but it was just weird and silent all the time between you two. you knew he was upset, however, you just wanted to let this story die and you knew you were going to be alright, you guys couldn’t be friends but you’d like to pretend you could. You were gonna wait until he liked you again, wait for his love. You didn’t wanna argue with him or bite your tongue, honestly you’d rather die than do that. For now it was only you, and maybe that was all you needed even though the silence between you two killed you inside.

chris sat on his gaming chair in his room, smoking a joint he had rolled earlier for himself as he thought about you. He was shitty for cheating on you the past seven or six times but he knew that, yet he still brought girls in and out of the apartment for you to hear the noises they made. He was a jerk, making you hurt more after you left him. He did miss you but he would never say that, instead he’d make your life a living hell because you left him.