Hayes is the guy you think is your boyfriend. Truthfully, he doesn’t want to claim you at all. He sells drugs and is gone all hours driving alone. He gets upset when you ask to tag along, like now.

“Why can’t I come with you for the delivery?”

He sighs, “Babe, you know you can’t. I don’t know what these people are like, besides it’d be like 6 hours. You should stay here and plan dinner, yeah?”

You look at him upset and nod slowly. “Alright..”

—————————————————————————————— It was nearing midnight and you received a text from your friend. It was a photo. A girl you knew that was his client was on his lap smoking.

He hadn’t responded to your many texts or calls the past few hours, and now you knew why. After staring at it for 15 minutes, you received another text. It was him.

“Hey baby, I’ll be home soon.”