Krys woke from her nap by a glowing Iphone screen and a pop, making her grunt and rub her eyes, her eyes heavy and heart pounding from the shock that ran through her body.

Eying the time that blinked "5:40PM" and a new message from little fuck.

Two new messages:
Pheniox's being a dick again.
I'm sorry but I don't really have anyone else who can make this fuck stop harassing my boyfriend. Jfc I can't believe that a junior is still bullying a damn freshman.

Krys' heart sank as she pulled herself over the bed, standing up and grabbing a t-shirt over her body so she wasn't completely nude.

Again? She didn't understand. She thought that through basically babying her boyfriend over and over, telling him basic morals and how to act mature would tell him that it wasn't okay to hurt one of her closest friends like this.

LT meant a lot to her, she met him in the cafeteria when he accidentally sat where her and her other friends--Natalia and Allison--sat, and from then on he's been nothing but a doll. Krys helped him with kids teasing him in and out and he helped her depression, being able to make her smile by just being there.

Her back back laid back on the blanket, wrapping her arms around herself as she felt tears prick her light eyes, lips drawing im thick breathes from the cold astomphere, her lips quivering from the frigid air that passed through her lungs and her fear of confronting Phe again with his behavior.

She wouldn't lie, she was terrified of Pheniox. Not all the time. Sometimes she would snuggle up to his chest, his voice cooing to her ears and soothing her body, falling asleep on his bare chest as he stroked her hair to sleep.

But other times, seeing his blazing baby blue's shoot through her's was enough to.make her ball up and cry, trying to convince her that LT was "asking for it" or "should take his advice".

It more or less conflicted her when he said that. Weather to scream or just plain punch him straight in his jawline for saying something so stupid to her face as an excuse to drive her friend into mental breakdowns and low self esteem bursts.

Nothing would be an excuse for what Phe and his friends do to the boy. Nothing at all could make their actions deemed fine or okay under any loophole or phrase. What they do sicken Krys beyond belief and makes her wonder about some things--

With what LT gets harasses about does he hate in her? Or is she somehow excused from all of this? Or does Phe view her in the same light, taking pity on her and showing to his friends that he can get any girl under his wing and bedsheets?

It scared her, really. All of it being a lie to manipulate her and taking advantage of just how much Krys truly, truly loves him.

She wished, prayed to the high heavens ans back it was real. She couldn't handle finding out Phe was faking the entire time to laugh in her face and make her seem like a mockery, his love not being as strong or lasting as Krys'.

Maybe if she confronts him this time about LT he'll walk out--it isn't unlikely, seeing that he'sa very short tempered person and is willing to walk out at anytime or moment for the littlest things and lash out for seemingly no reason at all, or at least one that was reasonable.

If this was really the end, if this was going to be the breaking point...

Krys took the phone and looked at it, swiping it up to see a new message from Rin.

I'm sorry, I know you're in a lot of pressure I just...don't know what to do.

Krys felt her heart get clutched and replied back-

Don't worry! I got it, tell LT he's no bother for me, ok Rin? Ty

She then went ovet to messager, clicking on Pheniox's chat and smiled softly looking at how adoreabe he was to her, how he can be--sweet and dorkish, trying to seek cool but failing with attempted remarks of jokes and pick up lines.

But then it faded as she shook her head, remembering again what she had to do. For LT's mentality and to help his own troubles and sorrow.

She thought one more time. If this is willing to end out relationship,

So be it.

She typed and sent the message with a soft click.

Pheniox. We need to talk.