Come Together (Joger & Frian Book 3)

14

Freddie's P.O.V

"Jency darling come on you need to get up, you can't just lay around all day" I stood beside her bed as I folded my arms.

"I can and I will"  Jency mumbled

"You'll feel better once you get up and move" I sat down on the bed.

"No, I don't feel like doing anything except lay here in bed" She turned away from me.

" That's it come on, I'm taking you out to a lovely little pub that I found after we go to the gym" I went over to her wardrobe and pulled out some leisure ware.

Then she rolled over and looked at me and said fine. " I'll get up!"

She put on the leisurewear I laid out for her and she looked stunning yet miserable.

"Come on let's go."

I hold the door open for her and as she walks through she rolls her eyes at me with a 'fuck off ' look.

The walk is quiet and we both don't speak.

When we arrive at the gym and make it into the sparring ring I see a spark in her eyes of pure anger.

"This is what we are here for Jency to take that anger out."

She throws a punch and says 'Let's do this' as I block it and throw one back.

An all-out sparring brawl breaks out in the ring between us.

We both try to choke each other out to end the match but Jency gets a good hold on me and I have to tap out and say it's time for the pub now. We freshen up at the gym then head out to the pub.

The lunch crowd was starting to trickle in as we did so we found a seat quickly.

We order two pints of beer and sit in silence a little longer until Jency begins to speak.

"Thanks for getting me out. I didn't realize how angry I was until we started sparring but it helped!"

"You know I'm always here for you."

We order some pub appetizers and share some good laughs.

The lunch crowd is now quickly thickening.

We close out our tab and head back to Jency's where no one is.

Once we are back to her place her depression strikes again.

"I want some alone time to gather my thoughts but can you come back in a couple hours and get me?"

"I will stay out of your hair but I am going to stay here because I know you and you're gonna do something stupid!"

She opens her mouth to argue but I put my finger up to her lips to hush her instantly and she drops it.

She goes to her room and shuts the door and I stay on the sofa till she's ready. She opens the door and is heavily sobbing.

I stand up and she walks over to me. No words had to be said we both understood each other. I embrace her in my arms and the tears just stream down her face.

After a few minutes we sit on the sofa and I put a film on. Knowing the mood in the room I decide to put on Carrie by "Steven King."

As we watched it, I looked over at Jency and she was stoned-faced while on the other hand, I was disturbed.

When the movie was over we both were starving and decided to go grab a bite to eat for dinner.

Over dinner, we discuss the movie.

"I ask her how the hell she can remain stone-faced with such a horrific film?"

She smiles at my question and says, "It takes practice to filter things out."

We both laugh and the mood has now lightened up tremendously.

The rest of the evening was a smooth casual conversation and by the end of it, we went our separate ways.

As we part ways she gives me a gentle genuine peck on the lips.