Yes

"You're insane if you think I'm going to be okay with that," you replied, your eyes narrowing.

"Excuse me?" Tegan shot back, surprised. "This is the only way I'm staying with you."

"Fine. Then leave. I'm not letting that asshole into my house. If you truly loved me, you wouldn't do something so unbelievably stupid." You crossed your arms, hoping to call her bluff. But was she bluffing?

No.

"I mean it, John. If you don't let him move in, then... then I'm leaving. Don't you love me? Don't you want me to stay?"

"Of course I do. I want you to stay. I want to be with you, but you obviously don't want to be with me. So here's your out. If your want to be with that fucked up playboy, then go for it. I won't stop you." You felt the pain in your stomach building. It hurt to hear her talk like this. What did she even see in him?

"Fine! If you can't support my happiness, then I guess we're done," Tegan yelled, storming out of the house.

You wanted to be patient with her and let her with through everything he'd done to her, but it almost seemed like she didn't want to move past it. She liked it?

"What the hell happened..." You said, sitting down on the couch, your head in your hands. Fuck Emma. Fuck Jake. Fuck Tegan. This was all so stupid. You needed to disconnect from this whole thing; to get away... even though you'd just moved here.