Chapter 5

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The next morning Tyler woke up under the sheets next to Josh. He hadn't woken up yet. Tyler got up and put his clothes on. He wondered if Alyssa and Sam had stayed over like they said they would. There was a good reason why they could've left though.

"Good morning, Ty. How did you sleep?" He asked knowing that they got very little sleep.

"I slept well. Though my ass hurts a little, dickhead."

"You're not sore because Jenna beat you up, you're sore because-"

"Shut it. But I can say, you're pretty good." Tyler said winking as he walked out of the room. Josh listened to try to figure out where he was going. He got up when he heard the bathroom door close. Josh got up and dressed to start making breakfast, but decided to wait until Tyler got out of the bathroom.

"How was your shower?"

"Why are you asking?"

"You were in there for an hour."

"Oh. Yeah."

Tyler looked down at his feet, then walked back into Josh's bedroom to change. He came back downstairs wearing his jeans and shirt from yesterday.

"If you want clean clothes I have some."

"I think I going to go home and see if Jenna is okay."

"You mean, you still think she didn't break up with you?"

"I have to go Josh. I'll text you later," with that, Tyler shut the door behind him and got into his car.

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It wasn't a long ride home, Josh didn't live too far away. Tyler pulled into the apartment building's parking lot and got out. He took the elevator up to his floor and went over to his room. He knocked. No answer.

"Jenna? Are you okay?" he said opening the door. She was sitting on the couch with his clothes tearing them up. Almost like she was in a trance.

"Jenna! What the hell are you doing?"

She turned around and looked up at him. She threw his clothes down and got up, one of her fists were clenched.

"What are you doing home so late? And why are you standing so funny?"

"I didn't come home last night because you knocked me out and I was too tired and in too much pain to drive home."

"Well grab your clothes together, I'm kicking you out."

"Uhh, no. I bought this apartment."

"And you put me on the contract. If you try to bring me to court, you won't have any support because I am on the contract!"

He looked at her, ready to jump back if she was going to throw another punch. He was scared. He was scared of his own girlfriend.

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