I smile, taking a deep breath of the salty sea air.

"It feels great out here, doesn't it, PJ?" I ask my boyfriend. I turn around to look at him and only get a grunt in reply, seeing that he was texting someone.

I huff, blowing a piece of stray hair out of my face.

I grab his hand and pull him over to the fair grounds, seeing a Farris Wheel. We get some tickets and I drag him over into the line.

It was finally our turn and happily get into the seat, bucking myself.

"PJ! C'mon!" I say, waving him over. He doesn't look up at me but walks over, plopping down and buckling himself up.

I roll my eyes but ignore his rudeness, knowing that the ride would move at any moment.

---

I was anticipating this moment.

I was ready.

We were almost at the top and I was praying that the man would stop us up there.

My wish was granted and the ride froze, though the seats were still slightly rocking. I smile and look out into the starry night sky.

"Its so beautiful." I say, looking over and seeing that PJ was still on his phone. I groan and shake my head, scowling at him. I grab my phone from my pocket and put my ear-buds in, turning on my favorite song.

Oh Ms. Believer
My pretty sleeper
Your twisted mind
Is like snow on the road

Your shaking shoulders
Prove that it's colder
Inside your head
Than the winter of dead

I lean my head on PJ's shoulder, ignoring the fact that he's been acting weird for the last few days. It was nice of him just being there.

---

We were finally home and PJ was in the shower.

He's been acting so weird lately. Always on his phone, texting and texting.

Who was he texting?

I sneak over and grab his phone, unlocking it with ease. I go to his messages, seeing a few familiar names. Friends and family.

And then I come across a not so familiar name.

Jessica.

PJ hasn't seen the two newest messages from her though.

Like what you see?

Dread fills my body and I suddenly want to just place the phone back down and forget I saw anything.

But I'm this far.

I click on her name.

PJ: Send a pic?

Jess: You got it~

I scroll down to see a picture of a woman almost completely naked. She was wearing very see through, lacy black underwear and a bra that matches.

I gasp and cover my mouth. I glare and anger replaces the fear coursing through my veins.

PJ was cheating on me...

With a woman!

I sit there, just waiting for PJ to step foot out of that bathroom.

---

PJ walks out of the bathroom, fog spilling through the crack in the door. He walks over to the place where his phone was and looks around for it when he doesn't see it immediately.

"Looking for this?" I ask him, showing him his phone.

The color drains from his face and he nods.

"Yes, actually. Thank you." He goes to take it from my hands but I jerk it away.

"Um... No." I chuckle. "Who's Jessica, sweetie?"

"Jessica? I, um, I don't know any Jessica's." He goes to try and take the phone again but I push him away.

"I saw your texts... Why didn't you just say it? Why didn't you just break it off with me? Figuring it out myself hurts way worse, PJ!" I yell, tears pricking my eyes.

"Jamie... I'm sorry... Look, I'll never text her again, just please-" He, once again, tries to snatch the phone but I get up, letting him fall onto the bed.

"No... That's not gonna cut it. Get out of my apartment... Now. You can come get your stuff tomorrow." I say, tossing him a few tens so he could get a hotel room.

I pay for everything anyways.