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James POV

As I wake up Saturday morning my left hand feels... heavier?

No way, it's a huge diamond ring on my ring finger. No no no. Did I marry Reynolds and forget or did he just propose?

Maybe it was an accident. He'll just ask for it back. Yeah, that's it.

As I walk into the living room I see James sitting on the couch watching football. Not the Kings though.

As he notices me he smiles, "Hey honey, like the ring? Ready to be Mr. Reynolds?"

Okay, abort a-fucking-bort! This cannot be happening! I am going to be stuck with him for f-forever?!

"Aww you're starstuck, that's adorable. I'm gonna go plan the honeymoon. Stay here."

My mouth is still agape in confusion as he heads out the door.

I am not thinking about this right now. No.

So I switch the channel and find a Madea movie. God I love these.

"Make him some HOT grits and then get the water all boiling and throw it. Right in his face. Then you get a well balanced hold on your skillet and WHACK him. WHACK WHACK WHACK again again again."

Madea fuck yes!

I'll do it tomorrow. I'll get out tomorrow.

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I wake up extra early and begin to make breakfast. Extra hot grits. Empty skillet on the counter.

"James, why aren't you in bed?!"

Calm down, you're in control. It's gonna be okay.

"Just making you breakfast, sweetheart." I smile through gritted teeth.

"What are you supposed to fucking call me?!"

I won't say it. Never again.

I hear the grits boiling behind me.

In one swift motion I spin around and grab the boiling pot. Then I splashed the boiling water right in James's face.

His screams fill the apartment, but he tries to grab me or a knife or something. I don't give him time to.

I grab my skillet and beat him. Across the head, the back and a lot of hits to his groin. Till he stops moving.

I check for a pulse. He's fine.

So I run. I run out of the apartment and into the street. I throw an arm up for a taxi, one pulls up to the curb immediately.

"Take me to the Kings college dorms."

"That's a two hour drive, are you su-"

"JUST FUCKING STEP ON IT BEFORE HE WAKES UP AND KILLS ME!!"

And he does. To be honest he gets there in about half the time it should of.

When we reach the dorms he gives me the ride for free. I don't stop to negotiate, I just run up to Thomas and I's dorm.

As soon as I get in the door I see Thomas asleep on his bed. Fuck it. I tackle him with cuddles and kisses and 'I love yous'

"W-why did you b-break up with me?"

"Reynolds said he would kill you if I didn't. I couldn't live like that."

"I'm so sorry that I couldn't protect you. I should have been there. I should have saved you. I-"

"Shhhh. Let's just lay here for a while."

I fall asleep to the comforting and familiar rhythm of Thomas's breathing.