Unbreakable Love

So Angry I Could Fuck You

Jayden's POV

"JAYDEN JAYDEN WAKE UP!!"

Morning comes around and instead of waking up as those Disney princesses do with perfect hair and a bright attitude, I am awakened by violent shakes. I groan and cover my head under my blankets to ignore whatever is going on, but the shaking keeps on getting more aggressive.

"Jayden wake up!!!!"

"Ughh go away Grayson!!" I yell.

"Bitch, it's Kristal dumbass!" She yells back.

"Oh... well still go away."

"I see you're still thinking about him," She says completely ignoring my command. 'It's funny that you mentioned his name though becaaaausee..." Oh god, here she goes. "I thought of the perfect way to get him off your mind." She says excitedly.

"Fiiiine, what is it?" I say finally giving in. I sit up from bed and listen to what she has to say.

"How about you download a bunch of gay dating apps and be a whore instead of being depressed at home all day. I'm sure it'll take your mind off Grayson." She proposes.

Normally, all of Kristals hot takes would be way too far fetch or unrealistic, but this time her advice didn't seem like a bad idea. I'm not the type of guy to desperately go on gay dating apps to find a relationship. I just like living my life and meeting new people along the way.

But Kristal is right, I have been at home most of the time and I guess trying something new wouldn't hurt. So I made an account.

I've never been comfortable with the idea of enclosing my personal information on the internet for random strangers to see, so I used a fake name. I named myself Daniel. I also didn't show my face in any of the pictures I added to my profile. Kristal suggested that if I wanted to have any chance to match with someone, my best bet will be to have my ass as my profile picture. Which is arguably one of the best attributes of my body. And obviously, not a bare-ass picture of my ass, but one with me in skinny jeans so I can show off all my curves and complexions.

Surprisingly, I matched with a couple of guys after scrolling for about an hour. Most of the guys I matched with have all messaged me complimenting my ass, but afterward, the conversations have all dried up rather fast. Leaving me no choice but to ignore them after realizing that this conversation was going nowhere. There was only one guy that grasped my interest. His name was Bryce. Unlike the other guys, Bryce can keep a steady conversation going without being dry. Not to mention he was my type which was a plus. From the looks of his pictures, he has a gorgeous tanned body with a six-pack and massive arms.

It was perfect... a little too perfect. He didn't show his face in any of his pictures which got me a bit skeptical. Maybe it was too good to be true. I know how catfishing works and this could be a prime example of one. But... for some reason... I kept texting him. I can't explain why; as not even I can justify my actions. My fingers found themselves texting Bryce back even after accusing him of being a potential catfish. Something about the way he texts in such a chill but yet so goofy attitude is just so hypnotizing. Definitely an upgrade from the other guys. So I keep texting him. Helplessly hoping that he is truly who he says he is.

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Hours go by and as much as I hate to admit it, my face has been glued to my phone screen the entire time. Kristal has been trying to get my attention for quite a while now, but every time that bright light pop up on my phone and I see Bryce's name on a notification, my hands have a mind of their own and immediately grab it without thinking. I can't stray away from it. Kristal eventually gave up and left to do her own thing, leaving me in this lavender haze with Bryce.