Janthony fanfics

Satisfied

Anthony sat on the sofa, relaying the worst moment of his life over and over in his mind:

Flashback:

"Why can't you just get a job?!" Jasmine  said angrily, folding her arms. Anthony  was sick and tired of her ignorance. All she had to do was get a part time job, how damn hard was that?

"Because I don't do jobs! And besides, how damn hard is it to find a flippin' job?! Obviously, you wouldn't know, seeing as you spent all your time having a go at me to get one!" Anthony snapped back. Jasmine  stepped towards him, obviously challenging him.

"Why don't you do jobs, Anthony Ramos Martinez?!" Jasmine  drawled, her voice dangerously low.

Uh oh. The full name was out. Jasmine  never used Anthony's  real name unless she was really mad. Which was usually never. Until now. Anthony  took a step back.

"I don't like the tone you're using with me, jasmine ." He said, trying to keep his cool.

"Well, I don't like having a PIG for a boyfriend! You realize all you do 'round here is eat, drink, sit yo' big fat ass in front of the television , and have sex with me. Where is that going? HUH?!" Jasmine  yelled. Anthony got angry. Somehow she found it a way to make this his fault, when clearly it was hers. Wasn't it?

"What are you saying, Jasmine Cephas jones  ?" Anthony used Jasmine's  full name this time. Her face turned even redder at this point.

"I'm saying that I'm done. I done with living here, I'm done with this apartment and I am especially done with YOU." Jasmine hissed. She marched into her room to pack her stuff, leaving Anthony  in the living room. Anthony was quite shaken to hear that. Sure, he expected Jasmine to be angry, but he never expected her to leave.

A few seconds later, Jasmine  came out with most of her stuff in a purple duffel bag. She gave Anthony  a cold, hard glare before making for the door. Anthony  decided to stop her.

"Jas, wait." He said, desperately. Jasmine  gave him an impatient look. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"It's a little too late for that. You made me feel like I was the only one who actually cared about our lives. Well, no more. I. Am. Done. With. You!" Jasmine  punctuated every word with a hard poke on Anthony's  chest. She marched out the door, and Anthony  sworn he could've heard her say: "I hope your satisfied (!)" Anthony  slowly closed the door, and felt a slight pain in his chest.

What was it?

It was his heart breaking.

End of Flashback

It had been four months since the harsh break up happened.

Anthony was thinking a lot of things, but the one thing he was thinking was why? Why did he do all that stuff to Jasmine ? Didn't he know that she was going to walk out one of these days? Or did he just think that she would stay with him because she wanted to?

Guess my mom's saying rang true, he thought: "You never know what good things you have in life until they go away."

Anthony  pondered over this, when, suddenly, his phone rang. Anthony  picked it up and heard a cheery voice on the other side.

"Hey, Anthony !" Anthony smiled weakly at the voice. "Oh, hey, Pippa ." He replied.

"What's up? You don't sound very happy." Pippa  said, concerned.

"Oh, it's nothing, really. Just...relationship troubles."

"Oh, right." Phillipa  said sympathetically. "Jasmine  told me everything."