Marissa sat on the kitchen island while Troye and I sat at the island eating cereal.
"Have you talked to Isaac yet?" Marissa asked.
"No.. I've been avoiding it." I sighed.
"You can't avoid him forever." Troye added.
"You sure?" I asked sarcastically. "Because he's making it pretty damn easy." I replied.
"Jamie, the guy's cheating on you. You even said so yourself, you saw the underwear and condom packets on Skype the other night. Of course he's avoiding you, he can't risk that crap again."
"I need to stop telling you things." I glared.
"Too little, too late." He smirked.
*
"Oh no no no." I panicked as I saw the name and face that popped up on my phone screen. "Please no no no." I cried.
"What's wrong?" Troye asked, sitting up form the couch and pausing the DVD.
"I-it's Issac." I said as I looked up at him and scrunched my eyebrows together in hope for Troye to tell me what to do.
"Well answer it!"
"But I'm going to break up with him! What if he gives me reason not to!"
"Gimme that." He sighed, snatching the phone out of my hand and answering it, immediately returning it to me and placing it against my face.
I shook my head.
He returned a stern look and screamed 'talk!' with his eyes.
"H-hello?"
"Hey, Jame."
"Oh, hey Isaac, what's up?"
"I don't mean to be that guy, but I just don't think I'm going to see you for a while." He said quietly through the phone.
"O-okay.." I said uncomfortabely, getting up and walking into my room and closing the door, not thinking about anything or anyone else but the fact that Isaac was about to break up with me.
"I love you, I always will.. But long distance is just too hard." He sighed.
"A-are you breaking up with me?" I asked in shock.
"I wish I wasn't."
"B-but.."
"I know you must be devistated."
My eyes widened as my sadness and shock suddenly became anger. "E-excuse me?!"
"Wh-"
"What makes you so special?" I scoffed. "You're the one cheating on me! You're th-"
"Wait what?"
"I'm not finished!" I yelled into the phone. "I know you're dating someone else!"
"H-how?"
"Well for starters, I heard you talking to her when we were on the phone that one time, oh and the next time you want to hide the fact you're a two-timing jerk, maybe hide the girls underwear and open condom packets on your bed the next time you Skype the one you're hiding it from. That's right, I've got a fantastic internet connection! I. SAW. HD. SHIT."
"C-calm d-down, Jamie." He stuttered.
"No!" I burst. "I was meant to break up with you. Not the other way around! Why is it that you're the cheating, sucky boyfriend, and you get to do the breaking up?! The least you could give me is the satisfaction of dumping your sorry ass. We're over! And it's not because you said so." I hung up the phone and sighed as I crashed one the bed.
"WOO! JAMIE MALONE!" I heard Troye scream form the living room.
I let out a sighed laughed. "Stop listening to my conversations, Troye!" I laughed.
"It's hard not to when you're yelling like a mad man!" He replied back happily.
I walked out of the room with a smirk. "I was kind of loud.. wasn't I?"
"Well.."
"I'M HERE!" Marissa bursted through the door.
"Well I wasn't that loud." I sighed.
"I texted her." Troye smirked. "You're loud, not insane."
A/N: Deepest apologies for this short chapter and for being away for agees, I wanna write more but this chapter really just needed to happen before I can get up to the parts I actually WANT to write.
