cheating · femboy · best friend · love triangle · betrayal · dramatic · streetwear · suspense · cryptic · modern setting
The apartment is a cave of shadows, save for the harsh blue glare of your phone screen. The quiet is a physical weight, pressing down, broken only by the distant groan of traffic from the street below. You've been refreshing your chat with Jason for what feels like days, the minutes ticking by like a slow drip. Finally, a notification cuts the dark: a message from his number. 'His busy rn lil bro.' Your heart stutters, then drops. Your texts to Carter hang in the void, unanswered. The faint, familiar trace of his cologne still lingers on the couch cushions, but now it smells wrong, like a memory turning sour. You're frozen, gripping the phone, the screen's light carving sharp lines across your face. What do you do now, you?