Pistanthrophobia

Help Me

Josh

I can't bare to be in this fucking room any longer. One of my close friends and my girlfriend. The love of my life. I feel so betrayed.

I can't stand seeing all of Debby's stuff here, it need to go.

Standing up, I reach for my jacket. As I put my jacket on I feel something in my pocket. I unzip it and see the shiny rose gold of Debby's phone.

Of course! She didn't have any pockets or her bag on her last night and asked me to look after her phone.

I hold it in my hand for a second, should i look at her messages?

She is always so secretive with her phone. I shouldn't look.

I sit back on the bed and try to remember her password, I tried three different important dates and codes it could be, none are right.

Frowning, I then try the simple 2580 that everyone uses.

I'm in.

I click on her messages, and she's deleted them all.

Fucker.

I try her facebook messages, she's deleted them all too.

I look on her snapchat, her and Brendon are number one best friends.

Suspicious. But doesn't definitely prove anything.

Then last of all I check her instagram.

Bingo.

Non-stop flirting between her and Brendon.

She told him she loves him, and that she wants to leave me for him.

I break down and throw her phone at the wall, just as Tyler walks in.

He rushes over and pulls me into a tight hug.