Trust Your Instincts

Sean didn't hesitate before hitting send on his phone. He had Alex's number saved to his phone due to a project they had to do together last semester, but he knew that Alex didn't care enough to save his number into his phone. Or he hoped so.

They were sitting in French class, and Sean made sure that he was sitting in the seat directly behind Alex and Colton. He wanted front row tickets to the show, after all. He sent a text right after the collection of photos he'd managed to snap in the library had went through.

'A loyal best friend you have there. "Alex can never know about this." If only fucking your best friend's girl was that simple.' It read.

Sean shoved his phone quickly back into his pocket and pretended to get to work, lowering his head back to the desk as he heard vibrations resonating from Alex's pocket. Alex smirked and waited until the teacher wasn't looking before taking out his phone and unlocking it.

Sean arched his neck to get a closer look at the screen, sighing in relief when he found that the text had been sent by an unknown number on Alex's screen. Sean rested back in his seat and looked down at his textbook, his eyes flickering back up at the other boy every now and again to assess how furious he had got.

Alex was pissed, it wasn't hard to tell. He sat in his seat and trembled with rage, but to Sean's disappointment, he didn't act upon it. He kept his cool, just barely. In his peripheral vision, Sean could see Alex's hand balled up into a tight fist, blood dripping from where his nails were digging unrelentingly into his palm. Sean shivered, for once glad that he wasn't Colton, because if Alex can draw blood just by digging his nails into his palm... It made Sean shudder thinking about what he was capable of outside of school.

The bell rang to signal the end of the day, and everyone got up from their seats, cheerful that they got to go home for the rest of the day. Alex also stood, but it was clear that his anger was reaching the surface, and was fighting to burst through with every moment that passed.

Sean assessed the situation, and decided that for once, he wouldn't scamper out of class before anyone could yell an insult at him or grab him by the shirt collar. Instead, he took his time in packing up his supplies, keeping a watchful eye on the two who had made his life hell.

He figured it'd be safe to walk out the school doors at the same time as everyone else that day, knowing that he wouldn't be the target, at least not Alex's target. He felt a rush of pity when he thought about what was about to happen to the unsuspecting Colton, who kept his smile intact even after he had failed to coax a single word from Alex's lips, but as soon as that pity had come, it was gone. He deserved this.

Sean decided to play a dangerous game, and stuck close to Alex and Colton as they headed out of the school. Colton was practically bouncing with every step, while Alex's face burned a dark shade of pink. They made their way through the front doors and out into the school yard, heading towards the front gate, but before they could make it there, Colton grabbed Alex's arm and forced them both to stop.

Sean, unaware that this was taking place, walked forcefully into the back of Alex, earning a threatening growl, but most of Alex's anger was focussed on Colton at this point, so that was all that Sean received, luckily.

"Dude, what's wrong?" Colton asked, genuinely concerned for his friend's lack of communication. Alex's anger was boiling over at this point, and after hearing these three seemingly harmless words, he wasn't able to contain it any longer, digging his hands into his pockets to retrieve his phone.

"What's wrong? What's wrong!?" He repeated, his eyes bulging and his voice louder than Sean had ever heard it before. A few students stopped in their tracks and looked on suspiciously.