Sry 4 being a jerk. 4give me?

I sigh dramatically and set the phone back on my nightstand. I will not respond, it’s my oath to myself. I stare at the ceiling instead.

My phone buzzes again. He never leaves me alone… not that I want him too. Ben totally punched me out if it helps…

I sat up quickly, causing my head to spin. Forgetting my vendetta, I started texting back. WHAT ?!

Ok so he didnt exactly punch me out but he might as well have. Hes mad that i was a jerk… hes right…

I sigh in relief. Ben is Jack’s best guy friend- the two of us mostly manage to keep him in check. But I will totally kill him if he ever touches a hair on Jack’s head.

Fine, I texted back. Friends. See ya tomorrow.

I shut off my phone and lay back on my bed once again. A midnight fix was just what I needed of my drug, and I drift off to a sleep that’s sweeter than reality.