♢♡Evan♡♢

Jon left for work a few hours ago and I decided to make him a cake for the promotion. I mean, I didn't really his job even had an office but I guess that just means it's extra important?? I dunno, maybe it pays better and money won't be a problem anymore. It's never been much of one, but it'd be nice to have no worries for once.

I know you're all thinking Jon is some snake, or some dick, or some horrible person but that's where you'd be wrong, he's absolutely amazing. I know that he cheated but he's done with it, he's apologized, he's made up for it! He's a smooth talker and fuck if he isn't persuasive, I mean, he got me to move in with and marry him pretty damn quick.

But he's a nice guy, and I love him, and he loves me back. I think.. maybe if I just let him take control, let him be in charge around here, he'll be happier. If I stop guarding and questioning him and let him do what he wants, he'll be happier. Happy husband, happy marriage. Happy marriage, happy other husband. Endless circle.

My phone starts to ring as I mix the batter and I put it on speaker, grabbing a cake pan. "Hello~" I giggle, putting the pan on the stove and pouring in the batter. "Ev?" Tyler mumbles into the phone, sounding a little hesitant. "Speak up Ty, what's wrong?" I ask, turning off speaker and pressing the phone against my ear.

"You're.. not gonna like this" Tyler sighs. "Not gonna like what? Tyler, talk to me" I huff, putting my free hand on my hip. "I just got out of a movie and.. I saw Jon with Luke..." Tyler says quietly, and I feel my eyes widen. I told Tyler about everything right after it happened, he's my best friend next to Jonathan and I can trust him with anything.

But if he.. Jon lied? Again?

"No, no Tyler you must have mis-seen" I deny, shaking my head as I pat dry my already dry hands on the dish cloth. "Trust me Evan, I wish I had. I double checked and nearly got arrested trying to follow them into the movie without paying" Tyler explains, sighing through his teeth. "I.. Thank you, for telling me" I mutter.

"Are you okay Ev?" Tyler doubles checks, and I nod before remembering he can't see me. "Yeah, yeah I'll be fine. I have to clean up now.. I-I'll talk to you later" I say, hanging up my phone and putting it on the counter. I put my hands on the counter and lean on it, feeling my bottom lip tremble as I shake my head.

I cover my mouth with my hand and sob a little, I can't believe he'd lie to me again. He promised he'd stop, he promised he wouldn't see Luke anymore. He promised! He-He stayed with me for over two weeks and he bought me gifts and cuddled me at night and treated me like a king! He fucking promised!

♢♡Time Skip♡♢

The door creaks open but I stay on the couch, curled up and hugging a pillow. "Babe! I'm hooome!" Jonathan calls, but I stay where I am. "Babe?" Jonathan calls out again, walking into the living room as tears brim my eyes again. I shake my head and a few fall as I refuse to look as Jon. "Evan!" He gasps, running over. "What happened?!"

I move away from him and sniff. "You know what happened! Tyler called me! He-He said he saw you and Luke at the movies! You broke your promise, again!!" I shout, batting his hands away. "Tyler" Jonathan finally scoffs, making me confused. "Tyler, the guy who kissed you last year under the mistletoe while I was watchng? Tyler, the guy who originally told you not to marry me?"

My eyes widen but Jonathan continues, scooting closer to me. "Tyler, your highschool lover who hasn't dated anyone since highschool? Tyler, the guy who can't look at me without frowning or scowling? Tyler, the guy who told like seven people you were divorcing me when you went to his place after we'd had a fight?" Jonathan rambles.

I bite my lip and nod, looking at my lap. "I-I sorry, I-I need to s-stop questioning y-you" I stutter, shaking my head at myself. "No no baby, it's okay, you'll learn" Jonathan purrs, hugging my against his chest. I nod and lean against him with a sigh. I can do better. I'll be the best house husband ever. I won't talk to Tyler anymore- I mean- I don't have any reasons to leave the house but shopping.

So why should I?