You and Jaxson haven't been dating for a good while. You probably would've stayed together if you hadn't drank and got high so much and so often. Which, do those were like a comfort thing, it made you feel good. But, then again, when you were invited to parties you would always drink and get high.

Well, a Friday night, Jaxson stayed in his apartment room that night, laying on his couch as the TV played some random comedy movie he was not paying attention to.

Soon enough, his phone started to ring. He picked it up from a table by the couch, the caller ID read your name. He raised an eyebrow before he answered.

"Hello..?"