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, claiming it was

wanted to say something but held back-it wasn't his

wanted to tell Allison to move on, to let her know the truth, but when it came time to speak, he changed

You don't need to spend your months' worth of salary on

Their friendship was over

wanted to tell Allison that Shawn might not even appreciate a gift she worked so hard

wasn't for him, and she nodded with a dismissive smile. "Sure, I won't do it

chatting with Jayden for a bit, they went their separate ways. Jayden watched her

wonderful girl. How did she

couldn't stop himself from texting

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 pay. You should really

message while having lunch with Kate. His

trying to patch things up with a gift. Well, he

about it, and throw

Who's texting?" Kate asked from across the

back into his pocket and shrugged. "Nothing

Kate didn't press further.

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

quickly punched in the code

The last message was from a week ago. Allison