You've known Clayton since you went to High School, you've been applying yourself on getting what you wanted which is how you manage to score a scholarship to such an expensive private school in the middle of Manhattan.

The moment that you first met Clay it was almost impossible, but you both had clicked instantly.

And for you it quickly became more than just friends you could never tell him, could never put your friendship on the line for a change at something bigger. You could only be content in staying by his side.

Ever since you were young, you'd always had a better intuition than most. A sixth sense, if you would. And the moment He was in a relationship with Samantha, you knew that girl was bad news, at first You didn't understand yet.

You said quietly that she was bad news watching his phone light up with Samantha's caller ID from across the table. You and Clayton had been eating lunch at a little hole in the wall place in town where you went during your college years. You didn't realize how much longer it would last between although not with this woman looking over his shoulder half the time. Her leash on him was growing tighter and tighter by the day as if she expected you to make a move.

Despite how much you had a dislike towards Samantha, and what you knew you felt about Clay, you weren't the type to stoop so low as to seduce your best friend into cheating.

Clay looked up from his phone, he saw that you stared at the phone, he took a breath asking you, "it's about Sam isn't it?" You nodded remembering that moment, He took a drink knowing that you had suspicions about Sam.