Garrett

You look and see that you're phone's practically blowing up with texts from Garrett.

----Hey, what time you planning to come back home.----

----Just checking in, hope you come back soon.----

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----I don't like waiting.----

----Can't stop thinking about you're dick in my ass.----

----If you come home soon, I'll drain that fat cock of yours.----

----Here's a sneak peak of what's waiting for you.----

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----Don't you wanna fuck me----

You can't help but stare at the photos of Garrett. You're still half-asleep, not fully aware of your surroundings until you notice Derrick's gaze fixed on the screen.

His once serene expression has transformed into a tense, furrowed brow. His eyes, which were once filled with adoration for you, now show a hint of suspicion. You turn to look at him, concern beginning to creep in.

"What's wrong?" You ask, your voice laced with sleep.

"Derrick, it's not what it looks like," you stammer, your voice shaking. "Garrett and I... we have history, but it's over. I promise, I chose you."

"History? I mean I know we've only really been doing this for a day, but like... Why is he fingering his asshole and sending it to you."

"He's my roommate and we used..." You begin but Derrick's eyes widen.

"You LIVE with him." His face becomes vacant momentarily. "Show me the messages."

"I don't..." you stutter but he cuts you off.

"Show me the messages or so help me god." Derrick's anger flares up, and his voice rises as he struggles to contain his emotions. You have never seen Derrick like this before. You hand him the phone and he scrolls through the messages. You can see a tear welling up in one eye.

"I... I don't know what to say..." he stammers, "You're living with a sex fiend who can't go one night without you railing him. and now he's sending you these explicit messages! How can I trust you when you're hiding things like this?"

"Derrick don't worry, Garrett's just a whore. We fuck, but I don't have any feelings for him." You say.

"Is that what you think of me.. .Just another whore to fuck."

"No, of course." You begin, but he cuts you off.

"We fucked last night..." Derrick starts, "Was that why you agreed to be my boyfriend?