Isaac Gardner didn't like his girlfriend.
At all.
That was the only plausible explanation Chamony could come up with.
He couldn't have liked her because in the two weeks they had been hanging out with each other, she could count on one hand how many positive things he said about the volleyball player.
Sure, she could say the same amount of nice things, but she wasn't the one dating the girl. He was, but to Chamony, it was as if Sydney was dating Isaac, but Isaac wasn't dating her.
"You really should call her," the short woman tells the blue eyed athlete as he looks over at her, before diverting his eyes back to the road. "She just commented on the picture."
He groans in annoyance and rolls his eyes, "What she say?" Chamony reads the comment to him. "She's fu*kin ridiculous."
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I can kinda see why she's upset."
"Because she's a spoiled brat?"
"No, yes, but not entirely." Chamony shakes her head. "How would you feel if she was posting pictures of another man on her profile?"
"She already does," he replies easily and Chamony's jaw drops.
"What?"
Keeping one hand on the wheel, he uses his other hand to grab his phone out his pocket and tosses it to her.
"0212," he says, confusing the girl. "That's the passcode."
She pauses, taken aback that he would so easily give her his passcode. She didn't want to be too direct, but she was pretty sure if she asked, even Sydney hadn't been given such access to his phone.
She quickly puts the number in, and not wanting to take advantage of the peak into his private life, opens up his instagram app. She goes to his profile, to one of the few posts he has Sydney tagged in and clicks the girl's profile.
"Well someone gets around," she mutters, looking at multiple posts that have Sydney posing with men who aren't her boyfriend. In fact, she only sees two posts from the last two months of her and Isaac.
"Maybe she just has a big family?" Chamony shrugs.
"Last I checked; incest is illegal."
"The bible says not to judge."
"It also says not to commit adultery."
"Technically, two people have to be married in order for the cheating to qualify as adultery." A beat. "Unless..."
"Never." He expresses with a sort of venom to his voice.
Yup. She was convinced. Isaac did not like his girlfriend one bit.
She wanted to ask him about it, about them, like why they were still together if she obviously didn't make him happy. However, she didn't want to push it. In two weeks, he had shared so much with her, way more than she had shared with him.
It was something she sometimes felt guilty about, how he seemed so comfortable telling her certain things while she continued to hide behind her wall. Occasionally, yes, she would come out and play. But, while he would stand outside the gate waiting for her to come back out for another round, she stayed inside, hiding.
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