Sorry this is a short chapter. The next one will be a lot longer, I promise. Please leave me reviews.

It had been a few days since I had seen Jake, I was hoping things between us would go back to how they were, but he was really distant. The only time he would talk to me or even look at me was when he wanted something. Things were just different now. Ever since he accused me of cheating on him, my feelings for him had changed. How could he think I would do something like that to him? He would only sleep in the room with me, if he thought he was going to have sex. It was like living with a stranger. I didn't like it, but I held out hope that things would get better. I just wished I wasn't wasted my time.

Whenever I would talk to someone about Jake, they would tell me to just dump him and move on. They all thought I could do better. I, however, wasn't so sure about that.

I grabbed my jacket, that was sitting on the back of the chair Jake was sitting in. "I have to go put in my hours." I said, hoping to start some kind of dialogue with him. All he did was nod, he wouldn't look up from his laptop. I sighed. "What are you going to do for dinner?" I asked.

"Going over to Sam's." He still wouldn't look at me.

"Good. Are you staying over there tonight or here?"

"Don't know yet."

"Okay." I nodded. "Can I get a kiss before I leave?"

"Sure." He stood up and finally looked at me. The kiss was cold, there was no emotion there. "I'll see you later." He walked past me and went into the kitchen. I felt like I just got punched in my stomach.

Those interactions became more and more often. He wouldn't even come in the same room and talk to me. He would just yell. I didn't know how long I could deal with this situation. It was already starting to affect me with work and school. I couldn't concentrate as much I was wanted. I would be in the middle of a lecture and then I would just be thinking about Jake. I wasn't happy, but what if this was just a phase?

One day, I grabbed lunch with Jenna. I hadn't seen or talked to her in weeks. She was my best friend, but I sure wasn't treating her like mine. I never answered when she would text or call. I felt very bad. She didn't anything wrong. I figured instead of sitting home, worrying about my current relationship, I would do something different. When I called to see if she wasn't to have lunch with me, she seemed genuinely shocked, which made me feel even worse.

"So how has everything been going for you?" I asked. I wanted to know everything. She gave me a weird look, but talked.

"Everything is going pretty good actually. Been picking up more hours at work and doing good in all my classes." She smiled.

"That's really great."

"What about you?" She asked. I was afraid to tell her. I wasn't doing as well as her. Work was going okay, but I wasn't doing as well in my classes. My mood was starting affect a lot of things in my life. It wasn't for the good either. I decided to lie.

"Things are going good." I said, as convincingly as possible. "School is a little difficult, but nothing I can't handle." I put on a fake smile. She didn't say anything, she just nodded and finished eating.

"So how long has it been going on?" She asked.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm not stupid. I can see the difference in you." I shifted around in my seat. "When is the last time you ate an entire meal?" She pointed at my plate. Almost all my food was still there.

"I eat. I just haven't had much of an appetite lately."

"Don't lie to me." Her look was very serious. I sighed and looked down. "Leave him." I heard her say. "What?"

"You heard me. Leave him. He is holding you down and I don't like seeing it." She put her hand on mine.

"Its not that easy." I shifted again.

"Of course it is."

"What if this is just a phase?" I asked.

"What if it isn't a phase and its just the beginning of the end? Get out now, before you get hurt more than you already have." I felt her eyes on me, but I couldn't look her in the eyes.

After lunch, she gave me a hug and begged me to call if I needed anything or just wanted to talk. I nodded. I knew she was trying to help me, but I just couldn't wrap my head around leaving him. I needed and wanted this to work.

Kevin's POV...

I knocked on the door, with a big smile on my face. The opened to reveal my friend and partner. "Hey, bro. What's up?" He greeted and gestured for me to come in.

"It's done!" I nearly screamed.

"Done? What's done?"

"My marriage. It's over. The divorce was finalized today."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. I can't believe its over, but it is. I thought it would take forever to get finalized."

"Well congrats...I guess." He walked into the kitchen. "Want a beer?"

"Sure." I sat down on his couch. I couldn't believe it. I was finally single.

"So I have a question for you." Javi said, coming back into the living room.

"What?" I asked, taking the beer.

"Is there something in the coffee at work?" He asked, which caused me to do a double take.

"What are you talking about?"

"Haven't you noticed that everyone has been acting a lot more aggressive lately?"

"What do you mean?"

"The women. Beckett, was being quiet and closed off. Lanie was acting the same way and munchkin, wasn't even willing to talk to me today."

"I don't know about Lanie or Beckett, but Cheyenne has been acting weird for the past couple weeks."

"I know. You talk to her a hell of a lot more than I do. Is she okay?"

"I don't know, she hasn't been talking to me either."

"I have a question and you should answer this question honestly."

"What?" I took a drink. He sighed.

"Is there something going on, you know, between you guys?" I almost choked on my beer.

"Cheyenne and me?" He nodded. "Be honest bro."

"There's nothing going on between us." He seemed a little disappointed. "What?" I asked at his reaction.

"Nothing man, I just thought it would be sort of great if there were something going on."

"She has a boyfriend, Javi."

"So she isn't married to the guy and don't even tell me you are attracted to her." I sighed. He was right. I was. Now that I was officially single, I only wished more that she was too.

"It doesn't matter."

"It doesn't. Why not?" I shook my head.

"Come on man, lets play some madden."

"Pathetic." He huffed sitting next to me. He didn't bring it back up again, which I was grateful for.

I was never the best at madden, but after he brought up the idea of something happening between Cheyenne and I, I couldn't get her out of my mind. Javi, knew when I wasn't moving or even using the controller.

"Dude. What are you doing?"

"Uh, sorry, I am just thinking about stuff."

"Like?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Then play and stop being a girl." He nudged my arms with his. I nodded and tried to pay as much attention as possible.