Rich stared at his phone with his jaw dropped.

Lindsay had just broken up with him...

She left him...

And he didn't know why!

"Hey Rich!" Jared called as him and a few of the guys walked into the room he was in.

Rich didn't respond. He was still staring at the messages.

Jared hummed and sat next to him. He leaned over and ripped the phone out his hands. "Who ya taking to? Is it Lindsay?" He rad over the messages and his smile immediately fell. "W-What? Why-?"

"What's going on?" Jensen asked as he came up behind Jared to look over his shoulder. He read the messages and his jaw dropped.

Soon, the rest of the guys, (except Misha, who already knew what was going on), had looked at the messages and were asking different questions.

"I don't know! That's all she told me!" Rich exclaimed as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Did you try calling her?" Jensen asked softly. He put his hands on Rich's shoulders.

"She wouldn't answer..."

"I wouldn't answer either."

The guys looked over at Misha with confused looks. They all started talking at once, then stopped when Rich asked, "What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything. You were the one who decided to kiss your ex-wife." Misha shook his head. "Que lástima." He grabbed his things and started to leave. "See you all in Texas." He threw up a peace sign, then left.

Everyone turned to look at Rich, surprise written on all their faces.

Rich looked at them all, eyes wide. "NO! No no no!! I wasn't like that! I didn't kiss her! She kissed me! I was shocked at first, then I realized and pushed her away! I didn't- I would never-!" He dropped his head, trying not to cry in front of them.

"Rich, we know you wouldn't cheat on her." Jensen said softly. He rubbed Rich's shoulders gently.

Rob nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you would never."

"We'll help sort this out," Matt said as he gave him a pat on the back.

Rich looked up at the guys. "Really?"

Choruses of 'yes' and 'yeah' sounded throughout the room and Rich smiled at them. "Thanks guys," he said softly.

Rich glanced down at his phone, looking at the messages. He sighed softly and ran his hand through his hair. Lindsay... I'm so sorry... I'll make this better.