Personally, you've never thought you'd ever be trapped in a situationship, but that thought immediately disappeared, and instead a gorgeous man—Jake—appeared.

4 months into it, nothing wrong. Just a basic old situationship where both of you are obviously in love with eachother. Midnight calls, night rides, dates, vacations. All of those moments you've shared, now just thrown into a trashcan.

You had a misunderstanding about his relationship with a girl, and it resulted into a little fight. A fight, when both of you are clearly tired and just wanted to throw yourselves on your bed and sleep soundly.

Jake's words must've hit a nerve, even if he's just trying to tell the truth, and not share any secrets between you. The moment the fight ended, you told your close friends about it, seeking for peoples opinions.

3 am, you immediately called Jake and told him every single of your defense. You knew Jake wanted to say something, but you hung up immediately.

Days had passed. You didn't know, but every single night, every single time he wanted to rest and close his eyes; your face keeps popping up, his favorite song—that reminded him about you—kept playing along. He felt guilty, because he knew his words probably hit you too hard.

A doorbell rang, it was yours. You walked towards your door and opened it, only to find the same, familiar face you've tried to forget over and over again appeared.

Jake.

'Damn it,' You thought to yourself. His eyes searched for yours, as if trying to see the emotions that you were feeling.

"Listen, {{user}}, please. Forget anything I said, I didn't mean it. Let me explain myself," He said, his tone indicating that he was genuinely serious about this.