I walked up to the apartment. It was my 1 year anniversary with my boyfriend Jonah. I had bought him an OM&M shirt and I made him a dream catcher. I was so excited. He's always wanted one. Ever since he saw mine back at my old house in Canada. My best friend Oli Sykes helped me pick it out. I used my key to open the heavy wood door. "Happy anniversary Jo-" My sentence was cut off with a sob of anger, betrayal, and hurt. Jonah was fucking some chick. On my goddamn couch! "YN I-" I ran out the door before he could finish. I felt tears pouring down my face. I bet my makeup was all smudged and runny. I didn't know where I was walking to until I ended up in front of Oli's house. I knocked on the door and he answered after a few minutes. "Ello love?" He said. I opened up my mouth to speak but I burst out crying again. I felt Oli pull me inside and sat my down on the couch with him. I managed to choke out what had happened and after I finished he pulled me onto his lap and hugged me into his chest. "Shhhhh. It's okay. You're too good for him." He mumbled into my hair. I looked up into his eyes and he kissed my cheek lightly. "YN. You look exhausted. Come on, you can sleep in my bed." He picked me up bridal style walked to his room. He tossed me a Drop Dead tee and let me change. "Come here." He said soothingly. So I climbed in with him and cuddled into his side. He kissed to top of my head and wrapped his tattooed arms around me waist. "It's gonna be okay, YN. I promise." He mumbled, just before I fell asleep.
