Faith
Maybe I was too harsh.
I was definitely too harsh.
Pushing the blankets off, I stood out the bed and headed out my room going to his door and knocking. I waited, nothing.
Slowly opening his door, I noticed he wasn't in bed, the room was dark.
I walked in and eyed the phone on his bed. Every good cell in my body shouted 'Do not touch his phone' but all the bad devils on my shoulder screamed to.
Picking it up, I slid it and it unlocked. Wow, no passcode?
His background was a picture of a girl in a cosplay and by the natural look of the photo, I'm guessing it's Vanessa.
He had a bunch of missed calls from an unknown number and then a few texts from Vanessa. Her name in his phone had a couple fire emojis.
I eyed
