Bennifer, maybe it's right

Chapitre 4

Jennifer's POV

I'm finally home after filming. I'm so happy to see my kids and my family, their all I have. I have a date night with Leah, I think I'm going to tell her what's going on. In fact, I keep talking to Ben, everyday, almost everytime. 

We tell each other everything, about our day, our work, our families. When I tell you everything, it's really everything. The producers of Shootgun Wedding know that I reconnected with him and I really hope that they will not talk to the media. I mean, we are talking like friends, but we never know what's going to happen. 

Yesterday, I forget to send the email and this morning someone called me. It was him, he was worried because I didn't respond. It was the cutest thing ever. And his voice, oh my god, I missed it so much, it sent chills down my body. We talked for almost an hour without thinking then he had to bring his kids to school. An almost perfect hour.

I hear the door bell and I run to the door. It's Leah who's bringing my kids back! The best thing about motherhood it's when you are with them. We stay and talk together during all the evening until they go to sleep.

After that, Leah sit in front of me with two glasses of wine. Yes, it's gonna be a good night.

"So, are you going to tell me what you are hiding from me Miss Lopez? I know you, don't forget that" She says looking at me. 

"Really, it's not a big deal.." "GO on" She cuts me. I take a deep breath. " You remember the podcast that you sent me?", "Yeah of course, I remember how cute it was" She says smiling.

"I was filming, then I got a new email, and It was Ben, like the same Ben who talked about me in his podcast" I smile shyly. "He congratulated me for my roles, and said sorry for my separation".

"Okay that's cute, but I don't see the problem". "Let me talk" I hit her with a pillow. "Then we started talking, like everyday, about our lifes, our families... not a day without emailing each other, as he said he missed talking to me.. And I don't know, he is him, and I think I wanna see him again..."

She looks at me with wide eyes "Oh my god! Jen you're falling for him again, I mean are you sure? Don't you remember 2002?" 

I sigh, taking a sip of my wine " Yes, I remember, and that's a part of the problem, we were young and in love and now we grew up, things are differents, I don't know".

"I knew it, but I wanted your version of the story" she giggles. "WHAT! How? I mean, how do you.. oh my god ... Elaine, I'm going to kill her one day" I say, acting like I'm pissed but I know she don't believe me.

"So what know? You're going to see him and do like nothing has changed? Or you're gonna stop talking to him and forget everything?" 

I finish my glass and take another one "I think I want to see him, but first like friend, like hang-out, talk.. and we'll see. It's a good plan, don't you think?

"I don't care, I just care of you, if you're happy, then me too, but if he hurt you I'll kill him. Do what you think it's right. Don't listen the world, shine."

"Oh my god, more you're drink, more you're kind, I'm gonna keep this technic to talk to you" I laugh.

After a while, she leave and I begin to text Ben.

Hi you! 

I hope I don't bother you. I think a text is better than a email for this kind of things. Would you want to have a drink or a meal? Like old friends who reach out? I mean, you know what I mean.

Hope to see you soon,

Have a good night, 

Jen, xx

Ben's POV:

I had the worst day ever. We fought with my ex-wife about the kids and I really hate this situation. Really, today, I thought about alchool, a lot, maybe it could have helped. And in addition, I didn't have news about Jennifer, she said that she was coming home, but since that, I have literally no news about her. Maybe she doesn't want to talk with me anymore. Great.

Yeah, great. I lay down on my couch alone, and I decide to watch a old movie, perchance it would make me sleep. 

Fews hours later, I hear my phone vibring. I have no motivation to look and read. So I don't move and act like nothing happen. I'll read it tomorrow, I mean it can't be important, can it? At this time, I think about the kids. Maybe they have a problem. Ok, now I really have to read that fucking text.

I take my phone and see a number that I don't know. I decide to study it. I can't believe. It's Jen. She wants to have diner with me. I can't believe and I'm dying to have lunch with her. As friends, obviously. I choose to quickly respond. I ask her when, and I think I will take her to Bel Air Hotel in LA, she stills live here, and it's a quiet place, nobody will know that we have lunch. Yeah, that's a good idea. Man, my day is so much better now.