William Jackson; Alexander glared at their Instagram page. He was out buying ice cream for John, who was wanting some, and realized he had Johns phone in his pocket. To be honest, he didn't really realize it until he went to check out his Instagram. Their phones were identical and with the same screen saver, a picture of both of them kissing sweetly.

William Jackson, sounds like a bitch, why's he texting our Johnny????

Alex wanted to find out, he looked at their texts. It was so obvious William was flirting, but John? Alex noticed his side was clean and innocent. But one thing ticked him off.

Will: So why don't you come over to my dorm?? I barely see you at school, c'mon. My roommate is out for tonight, we can, uh, have fun.

John: I'll be right over.

Breathing hard, Alex dropped the ice cream and headed home. That text was sent a day ago, John couldn't be cheating that early, could he? Then again, John wasn't in the dorms last night. Before he went into the room he checked out Jacksons profile. Alex gasped loudly at the picture he saw.

It was John, fully naked on unknown bed sheets hickeys everywhere, his face on a permanent moan of pleasure with an unknown hand around Johns large dick.
"Had fun last night babe😍😘💦🍆💦" Was the caption. Growling Alex barged into the dorm room to see John, looking all humble and innocent playing Color Switch. "Oh hey, Al' did you get-"
"What is this?" Alexander held up the phone, his voice was strangely calm but John could tell he was furious.

John took the phone, his eyes widened as he saw the picture and the caption. Face red, he looked up at Alex, a slow single tear falling from the smaller mans face, "J-John, I thought you said you loved me! How could you do this?"
John shook his head slowly,"No- No Alex, I don't remember this! Please believe me! I didn't have anything to do with this I swear!"

Alex turned his back at him.

No. No. No. John was ours! This William Jackson messed everything up, he needs to pay. Fucking thought we were done killing. But Nooo there always has to be that one twat who tries to take what's ours. William needs to be taught a lesson on what's not his. After everything?! Will I ever have a chance with John if there are so many distractions? No. I'll cleanse John's temptation, even if I have to kill every single last person.

John was crying, holding Alexanders arm, whom was looking away. "Please I had nothing to do with that! He-he drugged me. I remember that much, oh please Alex belive me!"

So it wasn't Johns fault! More reason to kill this Jackson guy. I'll avenge my pure freckled angel. I'll kill temptation!

Alex kissed John, "If anyone ever gets in between us, I'll kill them, I believe you John. I'll always belive you." John buried his face in Alexander's chest, who was strocking his hair. "Remember, you're mine." He whispered.

In a regular situation that would have been comforting to hear, but his voice was low and angry, it sent a shiver running up Johns spine. He stiffened, but slowly melted into it. Maybe he should be atleast worried, but he just wanted to cuddle right now. John's eyes lingered on the phone he had left on the desk. People would see it, people would talk, and nothing good would come from it.

Right now, Alexander was all he needed.

~•~

It was raining and a lady with a yellow rain jacket knocked on the door, another lady with a red trench coat by her side. "Are you legitimate?"
"Yes, he needs to be aware."
"Whatever you say, darlin'"

"Girls?" The freckled face man asked as he opened the door. "It's freezing, Alex isn't here he left to buy me something just a second ago-"

"John," Peggy's face was tear stained, her mascara running since she didn't bother cleaning it off. Her voice shaky and rough

"We have to talk."