Angel kept checking his phone waiting for Samson to reply to him and kept sighing when he saw the time and still no reply.  He could never remember a time in the last two years when he ever was excited to have a reply from Melissa.  He was to the point he didn’t care about Melissa any more.  In fact he could not remember the last time he did care, currently she was a cover and a piece of ass and that was it.  He knew she had been sneaking around behind his back; he was just not sure with whom.<br/><br/>He figured this out one day when he caught her having a secret conversation with someone, he just had not done anything with the information because she was great to keep around for drama.  Drama was like Melissa middle name which was why she was the head cheerleader probably.  What he thought was funny was all this time she thought she was pulling the wool over his eyes when in all actuality he was pulling it over hers.<br/><br/>He was sitting in his last period of the day and was glad that the day was over.  He just wanted to escape to the apartment and get lost in Samson’s arms for the night.  He was thinking of calling in for tomorrow and maybe talking Samson into doing it.  Samson was really in no condition to do anything tomorrow and he wanted to make him feel better.<br/><br/>When his pocket started to vibrate he could not help but get a grin on his face before he even read it.  He didn’t notice at first when Melissa glanced over at him and could not help but stare at him.  Who the hell was texting him and maybe that was his problem at lunch today.<br/><br/>Angel opened his phone and read the message and could not help but smile as he read it.  Angel knew it was Shakespeare, but unsure which one.  That was never something he was good at.  Angel could not help but think of a reply and then he started to type, ‘But I don’t want a slave in life, I want a partner.  I want you to also trust my word and then thou shall not have a reason to be jealous.  Sometimes I too can be jealous when others can have what I cannot.’  Angel smiled a little and hit send.<br/><br/>Once the bell rang Angel grabbed his books and started heading out the door when Melissa stopped him and pulled him over by the lockers that were there.  “Who were you texting that had you all smiles?”  Melissa asked, “What’s her name?”<br/><br/>Angel sighed and looked around the area to see whom was around, “Not that you really care, but it was nothing.”  Angel pushed Melissa off of him, “I am really tired of you treating me like your lapdog, and you know you only want me for two things and one of those things you’re getting from someone else.”<br/><br/>Angel tried to walk away and Melissa grabbed his arm, “I am not done talking to you.”  Angel pulled his arm away from her, “I have not been with any other woman but you.  But I imagine you can’t you say you haven’t been with any other men but me? Can you? ”<br/><br/>Angel went over to his locker leaving Missy to stew in her own pity for awhile knowing that she would not give it up, but he has dealt with her before.  Soon enough he would discover who she was sleeping me and he will deal with that.  He has learned over the last couple of years her legs would spread for anyone that could get her step up in life.<br/><br/>Angel went out to his car and sat in it for a few minutes before going anywhere.  He was thinking about the fight he got into with Missy and really he wasn’t going to play his cards so soon, but what happened today with Samson just pissed him off.  He just never noticed it before how much Samson was actually picked on and maybe it had something to do with the fact that they had a connection now so he was noticed.