𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 5: 𝙸𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜

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(⚠️ 𝚃𝚠 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚑 ⚠️)
It had been a week after basically asking out Dante in my own way, everything was going fine, though Salem has been very distant with me. The times I tried to pet him he'd run away from me, it was very unlike him. It honestly made me wonder if getting with Dante was a mistake, though I didn't pay it any mind. I loved him, and he loved me too.

I was walking down the hall to my second class before I was waved down by a girl I sat next to. We had a lot in common, and we get along fine. I made my way over to her. "Good morning, Harper." I grinned. She smiled happily at me. "Good morning Jackson!" We made small talk as we entered the classroom.

"Hah ur' a funny one!" I started to laugh because of her British accent. She came all the way from Great Britain to study here in Canada. It was our inside joke that I made fun of her accent. It was always fun with her.

After class we walked out together, still talking and laughing until I saw my beloved boyfriend Dante coming up to us. Though, he didn't look to happy.

"Jackson, who's this?" He asked, crossing his arms. I smiled, thinking nothing of his tone.

"This is my classmate, Harper." Harper smiled and waved. "Chao!" She smiled.

"Hello." Dante replied, still keeping his eyes on me. "Do you mind? I need to speak with MY boyfriend." I didn't know why he had to emphasize MY, it was highly unnecessary. I liked his possessiveness, but to an extent. Harper got uncomfortable and nodded.

"See you around, Jackson." She waved, walking away afterwards. I looked at Dante. "So what's up?"

He glared. "Just a 'classmate'? She's all over you." I frowned and raised my eyebrow. "All over me? We where literally just talking. And we are together." I tried to reason with him but he wasn't having it.

Red flag number one.

From that day on, I started to see things, or should I say, Dante's true colors. Everyday it was something new, he'd always find something to argue with me about. I genuinely thought he just liked arguing for the fun of it. It began to stress me out to the point I didn't even go anywhere because of him, I didn't go out with the little friends I had or go out in general. Every time I did, I'd be accused of cheating even thought I spent most of my time with him.

I remember walking to my first day class and seeing Dante talking to another guy, I decided to hide behind a corner and watch them. And to my disbelief, they where getting close and touchy, if my ears didn't deceive me I think I heard a 'baby' as well. Once I saw the guy was gone, I came from behind the corner and put up and act and smiled. "Hey baby, who was that?" I asked, wondering if he would answer truthfully.

"Just a friend." He smiled and wrapped his arms around my neck, looking up at me. He lied straight to my face, which I found quite funny.

Red flag number 2.

2 weeks had gone by and it was getting worse, I noticed he was manipulating me, emotionally. Every time I'd get the courage to try and leave him, he'd cry and scream and tell me he was going to kill himself so I wouldn't leave. It became a toxic pattern that I could not handle. I had caught him so many times talking to other guys and getting touch with them, now I wasn't the type to not let him have friends and guy friends. I didn't mind him hugging them. But the way he talked to his guy 'friends' and hugged them just didn't seem normal. It even came to the point where I felt like he cheated on me already.

I had walked into my condo and shut the door behind me, setting my bag down and heading into my bedroom, plopping down on it. I didn't have the energy to do anything, I just wanted to lay there and sleep. Salem jumped up and sat in my view, staring me down. I think Salem knew what this relationship was doing to me, I reached out my hand towards him and pet his head gently whispering quietly.

"You where right.. I should've knew when you didn't like him the first place." Salem meowed, somehow I felt like he was saying 'I told you so' which made me smile to myself. I heard my phone vibrating, I looked at it and saw I was being spammed by Dante. He was spam texting me. I hadn't talked to him all day and I didn't show up to my first day class. I went through the messages.

'Why aren't you answering me?!'

'Do you hate me??'

'Your cheating on me aren't you'

'I know your cheating.'

'Answer me right fucking now!'

'If you don't answer me Ill hurt myself'

'Please don't leave me I need you.'

'Answer me god damn it!'

My eyes welled up in tears, I couldn't take this anymore. It was killing me mentally, Salem came up and nuzzles my face, purring as he tried his best to comfort me. I cried for a little, holding Salem close. It was good 30 minutes until I finally got the motivation to get up and dry my eyes. I have had enough of this, being emotionally manipulated. I got up and went to the bathroom, turning on the water and splashing my face with it.

I kept doing it until I felt okay, I grabbed the towel and dried my face. Soon enough I hard a knock on my door, I sighed as I knew exactly who it was. I put the towel down and walked towards the door, unlocking it and opening it.

"Why the fuck weren't you answering my calls or messages?!" I stared at him blankly. "I was sleeping." I replied bluntly. "You're lying to me!" He shouted. I grabbed his arm and pulled him inside, shutting the door. "Do you have to be so loud? I have neighbors you know?" I glared. "I don't care! You're cheating on me and I know it." I just sighed and walked over to him, looking down. "We need to talk."

His glare softened up seeming as if he was going to cry. "About what?" He asked. "Us.." I sighed, he knew where this was going so he threw himself onto me and wrapped his arms around my neck, kissing me deeply. I stared into his eyes and turned my head away. "Don't do this, I promise I'll change!" Change, I wonder how many times he's said that?

"You said that last time.." I quietly retorted. "Its hard! Okay! Cut me some fucking slack!" He pulled away and slapped me. I felt nothing. "You can't just leave me like this! I need you!" Dante pleaded. You say that right after you slapped me?
"I don't wanna do this anymore, your only causing me stress and pain. I've caught you numerous times cheating on me with other guys, I've seen it and even confronted you about it, and you lied." I tried my hardest to keep it in.

"You can't leave me! I'll hurt myself if you do!" He grabbed onto my shirt and continued to plead, I had my mind made up. "It hadn't even been three weeks, Dante, Three. Not even a month.." I grabbed his hands and pulled them away from me. "We are done, Dante. Please leave."

"No! No! I won't leave! If You break up with me I won't live! I need you in my life." He cried, I couldn't contain myself and let the tears fall. "Just get out." I grabbed his arm and dragged him to the door, opening it and pushing him out. I shut the door, locking it. I could hear Dante screaming profanity's from the other side and banging on the door, I cried while he did. It got quiet after a while and I assumed he was gone.

I stood up and went to the bathroom. I needed to take a shower and freshen up, I looked in the mirror and saw how busted up I was. I turned around and turned on the shower, stripping myself of my clothes and getting in. I sighed in content, I really needed this. I was gonna be in here for a long time.

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