I sat there angry as hell, staring at the TV but not paying attention. I was pissed at Corbyn. I went through his phone to find the wifi password. I knew he texted it to me but I had just got a new phone so I went to go to my contact and go through our messages.
That was when I saw a recent message from him to Christina. I wouldn't mind usually because she's a nice girl. I get it if they were friends but no. The text said 'Cant wait to see you beautiful! I miss you so much😘.' I didn't want to say anything because I'd just scream. I wanted to be civil so I waited to calm down.
I put his phone on the table after that and moved to the other couch. Corbyn looked confused when he came back for the bathroom but I just ignored him. That's was until I heard his stupid voice.
"Hey baby, can I have the remote?" He simply asked.
I responded by thowung the remote at his head, not caring if he got hurt.
"Oouch! What was that for?" Corbyn exclaimed.
I still wanted to calm down a little so I ran to our room and locked the door. I heard footsteps toward our room and the door jiggle.
"Can you let me in so you can talk about whatever is wrong?" Corbyn pleads.
"What's wrong is your an asshole!" I scream through the door.
I open the door and pull it so hard, it slams against the wall.
"What did I do?" Corbyn quietly asks.
"I was trying to go through out messages on your phone to find the wifi password when I saw you texted Christina, calling her beautiful and planning to go see her," I explained in disgust.
"If you still loved her , why did you get into a relationship with me? Why didn't you just tell me that you wanted to break up Corbyn because I much rather you have told me then this!" I shout.
"Well Christina is my cousin. She lives in Delaware but was planning to visit since we we're best friends growing up."
"You've never talked about her before," I argue.
"That's because we got in a really bad fight and I haven't talked to her in awhile but we made up..."
I instantly feel guilty but it was a mistake right?
"I'm sorry, I just though it was Christina and I got frustrated. I get it if your mad because I should've trusted you or confronted you properly but instead I did this and now you probably hate me," I ramble.
"Baby I don't hate you! If I saw your ex texting you something like that I would've flipped my shit so I get it and I'm not mad," Corbyn explains.
"You promise?" I ask with a small smile while walking close to him.
"I promise," Corbyn sad while closing the gab between us with a soft kiss.
