Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Chapter 9

The person who came over was Shawn's buddy, Jayden. He had shown a bit of sympathy for Allison during their last hangout. Allison had known him for nearly three years and had always thought well of him.

"I'm just picking up a few things," she replied casually.

Jayden glanced at the bag she was holding. "Is that a gift for Shawn?"

Allison found it too much of a hassle to explain, so she just nodded.

"You know, that brand of watch isn't cheap. Even the basic models cost a small fortune. You really don't have to splurge like that on Shawn..."

He didn't deserve it.

Shawn had openly admitted that he couldn't let go of Kate and only saw Allison as a backup. Last night, he had even ditched Allison and left with Kate, hand in hand, right in front of everyone.

After they left the birthday party, Shawn and Kate spent the night at a hotel-something Allison had no clue about, but Jayden did.

There was a small group chat with their circle of friends. Despite dating Shawn for three years, Allison had never been added to this group. But as soon as Kate returned to town, Shawn added her right in.

saying he should keep it as a keepsake. Less than a minute later, she deleted it,

saw it just in time. He wanted to say something but held back-it

her know the truth, but when it came time to

material things. You don't need to spend your months'

friendship was over a decade strong,

so hard to buy. But that was too harsh, and Jayden didn't

for him, and she

ways. Jayden watched her walk away and let out a long

girl. How did she

stop himself from texting

[Hey, man, your girlfriend's really great. I just saw her buying you a watch, and it's worth thousands. That must be months of her

while having lunch with Kate. His irritation vanished the moment he read

realized she'd messed up and was trying to patch things up with a gift. Well, he

her not to worry about it, and throw in some sweet talk to soothe things over. Allison would definitely

Who's texting?" Kate asked from across the

phone back into

Kate didn't press further.

use the restroom, leaving his phone on the table. Kate had seen him enter his passcode before; it was easy to remember—it was his

quickly punched in the code

message was from