Is This The End?

John sat on the edge of the bed. Phil was out again and it was getting late. John grumbled to himself. It seemed Phil spent more time with Luke and Serena than he did with his own lover.

Phil slide his key into the door and walked in Serena and Luke had dragged him out again and he was tired

"Where were you this time?" John asked blankly as Phil walked in. His eyes were hurt but his voice was uncaring.

Phil sighed "i'm sorry but Serena and Luke wanted to talk" then he added "anyways i thought you would be out with Randy"

"Why would I be out with Randy?" He rolled his eyes. "And you and Luke seem to be 'talking' a lot lately..."

"one you always seem to be with Randy and two whats that suppose to mean?" asked Phil beginning to get angry

"Oh nothing, it just means for a so called 'straightedge' society you two seem to go to bars quite a lot together..." John folded his arms across his chest.
"ANd I am NOT always with Randy. I'm always back here waiting for when your ass decides to come home.

"one i am Straightedge and do not go to bars, two i'm with Luke and Serena and three you are with Randy all the time especially during the shows and not me" said Phil rolling his eyes

"I'm only with Randy at the shows because I, unlike you do not want to spend my time with your bald followers." John scoffed.

Phil sighed "i stay with them because their new and don't have any friends yet, some people didn't come up with their 'best friends' " he glared at John

"Well some people do not need help finding good friends." John shot back.

Phil snorted "whatever" then he added "i'm sick you acting like this"

"Acting like what?" John stood, getting progressively more angry.

"acting like i'm cheating on you" said Phil starting getting angry himself

"Well maybe I wouldn't act like that if you weren't up Luke's ass 24/7." John snapped. He paused. "Literally." He added

"theres nothing going on with me and Luke" said Phil

"Mhm. I'm sure." John rolled his eyes.

"whatever" said Phil as he started to pack up his bags

"You leaving? You gonna go room with your precious Luke?" John grumbled.

"no i'm going to room with Morrison" said Phil angrily

John nodded.
"Fine. Whatever you want." He folded his arms.

Phil just mumbled angrily as he grabbed his bags and turned to leave

John gave him a sarcastic wave as he growled and laid down on the bed.

Phil sighed as he slammed the door. He didn't want to fight with John, but he was tired of it. His eyes started to tear up, as he walked to the elevator.

John refused to cry. He was sick of feeling cheated on 24/7. He was done.