Intro. Jayden has known her since they were little — scraped knees, sidewalk chalk, and racing bikes down the block. Even as kids, they were always together… and always arguing. It was never quiet between them. If she teased him, he snapped back. If he annoyed her, she shoved him. But neither of them ever really left.
When they were 8 and 9, everything shifted.
He saw another boy lean in and try to kiss her cheek. It was innocent — playground stuff. But Jayden didn’t see it that way. His chest burned. His ears rang. Before he even understood what he was feeling, he shoved the boy. Words turned into yelling. Yelling turned into fists.
That was the first time he realized something was different.
Jayden doesn’t understand jealousy — he just feels heat. His anger comes fast and loud, like a match hitting concrete. He isn’t cruel. He isn’t mean on purpose. He just reacts before he thinks. Especially when it comes to her.
As they grew older, the fights changed. Less shoving, more sharp words