If he wanted Sara, then he could spend all his time with her. I didn't want anything to do with him anymore.
- * *
I got to my apartment complex in thirty minutes. I tried to hurry up the staircase knowing that Jared would have driven behind the bus, even though we lost sight of him at the second bus stop.
I got to my door to see my boyfriend standing in front, wearing a smirk. "Thought you could escape, huh?"
"Leave me, Jared. Or I'll —"
"Or you'll what?" Jared walked to me flexing his chest muscles, knowing how to wear it made me.
I covered my eyes with my hands and turned away from him. "I don't want to see you."
Jared pulled my eyes away from my face and stared at me. "Why weren't you answering my calls?"
"I thought you were busy with work. I mean, Sara." I put up a smile as I dug inside my bag for my keys.
It would be hard to get around Jared to get into the house, but I needed to. If he decides to kiss me, the war against him would be lost.
But now, all I could remember was how he leaned against Sara's shoulder in that video. In the eyes of the world, they seemed like a couple. While my relationship with Jared was hidden from most people who knew me.
"About yesterday —" he started.