The Boss That Wants Control

Three Little Texts

 I reach around to pull myself closer to Cody, but the sheets are cold. I open my eyes and look at the space where he was when I fell asleep. Frowning, I look around the room and don't see him anywhere. I glance over at the bathroom, but no lights are shining and there is only a slight snoring sound coming from the living room where Jagger is sleeping.

"Cody?" My voice comes out raspy.

No response.

"Cody?" I yell out a little louder.

Still no response. I reach to the other side of me and grab my phone off of my nightstand. Too lazy to scroll through all of my notifications to see if he texted me, I just open it up and click on messages. No new texts. I click Cody's name and start typing.

Where are you?

I roll my eyes and drop my phone down onto the bed. I hear a faint buzzing sound and look over to Cody's nightstand. His phone is lit up, face down. I frown and crawl over the king-sized bed and pick it up. Surprisingly, I see that I am not his only text... at three in the morning. I unlock his phone and immediately click on the messages. There are two from a girl named Kacey and the one from me. I click Kacey's name. There are only three messages from her total, only starting about five minutes ago.

Here. I have it. Shouldn't take long.

Don't forget the umbrella, I'm not getting wet.

Hurry up, I'm not waiting long.

Confused, I look around again. Is he doing drugs? Or... is he cheating on me? The thought makes me sick to my stomach. This stupid boy is not going to cheat on me. Not again. Nobody will ever cheat on me. I shoot up out of the bed and dart to the window on my side of the room. I look down but don't see anybody on our street. But then again, how could I? We are so high up that even if I did, I wouldn't be able to tell who it was or what they were doing.

I grab my glasses as I head for the door to the living room. Jagger doesn't even wake up as I pass him and open the front door. I half walk, half run to the elevator and hit the down button. As I wait, I think about what to say if he catches me running to catch him doing whatever he is doing. What excuse should I give him? What do I say? Hey, sorry but I read your messages from this girl and I can't tell if you're doing drugs or cheating? Is it even raining outside? Why do you need your umbrella? Do you even own an umbrella? I don't.

The elevator dings it's arrival and the doors open up. My heart skips a beat, scared that Cody might be on it. But he isn't and my heart has a chance to settle down. My mind blanks on the way down. Shouldn't I be having a panic attack or something? Shouldn't I be raging at the thought of him cheating? Or some other intense emotion? Honestly, I just feel hopeful. But not for a good reason... hopeful that he is cheating or doing drugs. So that I have an excuse to finally break up with him. The elevator doors slide open again at the lobby and I quickly look around to make sure that he isn't in there. I don't see anybody except the security guard, Stan. He gives me a pitying smile and I take that as a bad sign...or is it a good one? I look out the door but there are no people and no cars. I take a deep breath and head outside. I look across the street and notice a couple on the bench. The man is facing away from me, but he definitely has the same build as Cody. I slink into the shadow of the building and slowly move toward the couple.

A frigid wind whips across my legs and I look down in surprise to see that I had only worn a pair of sleep shorts and a tee shirt outside. I roll my eyes and cross my arms, rubbing my hands up and down to try and warm myself up. I feel the goosebumps pop up all over my body. I take a deep breath and look back at the couple. My heart stops.