Living With The Moon Knight Men

Chapter 21

The experience wasn't that bad. It was actually a bit fun, which was making it harder and harder for me to explain the actual reason I had tagged along with Jake. He was certainly a charmer and a funny guy. All of his passengers could attest to that. Myself included. He even found ways to include me in the conversation. Like when a woman came in the car and he had said, "Hola. The name's Jake and this lovely lady here is my wife." This had made the woman pause and I corrected Jake's introduction. "Girlfriend. I'm his girlfriend." And then Jake just had to keep going with the charade. "Girlfriend? Really? You're tellin' me this now? Then, who did I give that ring to?" The woman in the taxi did not appear amused. She even looked a little uneasy. "I'm just kiddin'. All jokes here. She's not my wife." The woman just nodded and Jake began driving. However, that had happened on Jake's early taxi rides. His shift was almost over now, so the time was approaching for me to get serious with him. He slowed the taxi to a stop and his passenger in the back got out. "Well, my shift is over." I nodded. "What do you want to do now? I could take you somewhere. You hungry?" "Oh, no, I'm okay." "Do you want to just go home then?" "Sure." "Good idea. That way, we can pick up where he left off, huh?" Jake smirked at me as he started driving. I flashed him a smile but it quickly faded. Jake noticed. "Are you okay, miel?" I paused. "Yeah. I just uh...wanted to talk to you about something." "Uh oh. Whenever a woman says that, it's never good. Was it about that wife joke I made? I wasn't serious, you know. I didn't actually give a ring to someone. And I wasn't plannin' on giving one to you. You're just a fling." Jake's statement felt like he had just slapped me across the face. Of course, I knew our relationship wasn't set in stone or anything, but I really thought we had something. I guess Marc was right. And I needed to man up and say what I wanted to say. "Right." However, I think Jake knew his comment had made me upset cause he immediately started explaining it away. "Oh y/n, I didn't mean it like that. That sounded cruel. No, you're my girlfriend. Sí. I just meant I had never thought about taking it a step further and-" "Can you spend less time in that body?" Jake froze. "What?" "You're spending a lot of time doing things. Like your job. And not leaving any time for Marc and Steven to do things." Jake was silent, but I could feel the tension and attitude change. "Who told you to ask me this?" "No one d-" "Was it Marc?" "Jake-" "Was it Steven?" "Jake-" "It was Steven, wasn't it? God, he's always arguin' with me about this. And then, he goes and gets Marc on his fuckin' side. Well I'm sorry I'm so fuckin' important." "Jake!" Jake gave me a glance. "Please. I'm asking you this. Just me." "Bullshit. You're my girlfriend. Why would you want me to be around less?" "Well our relationship doesn't matter anyways since I'm just a fling." The words left my mouth before I could stop myself. "Oh fuck, y/n. I knew you would fuckin' hold me to that. It just came out wrong, alright?!" "Whatever. I'm not here to talk about our 'relationship'. I'm here to talk about-" "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" "What?" "Why did you say relationship like that? Like it's nothing?" "Cause it's not!" Jake didn't respond. "That's not-it's not..." I angrily sighed. "Can you please just spread your time out evenly among Marc and Steven? It's not fair to them." "Are you cheatin' on me?" "What?!" "Are you cheatin' on me? You seem to care about this a lot, so I just have to wonder if there's somethin' else goin' on that I'm not aware of." "Oh my god. Are you serious? I can't care without it being suspicious? They're my roommates too." "Yeah. Worthless roommates compared to me." "Jake! They both have jobs and dreams that they can't do because of you and your giant ego!" "Oh, I'm just a great, big jerk then, aren't I? Makin' all this money, helpin' us keep the apartment, and buyin' you things so you're not the trash that you were when you first stepped in this fuckin' car!" I fell silent. Tears suddenly started streaming down my face. I really had thought that this man had cared about me. Even just a little. I guess since he was the first person to show me kindness I had just jumped at the chance. Well, I wouldn't let him break me that easily. I had been treated horribly all my life and now was not the time to get upset about it. I wiped the tears away and sniffled. Jake had noticed my state and softened his tone. "Y/n..." "It's over." "What?" "Our 'relationship'. It is over." Jake suddenly pulled the car over and turned to face me. "You're endin' our relationship?" "Yes. You're a jerk. And a player. And I'm a fool for believing we had something. God. I should've just listened to Marc." "Marc? Marc is the one who put these thoughts into your head?" "No! He just cared about my wellbeing unlike you! I don't know why you bought all those things for me or had sex with me or any of that. And frankly, I don't want to know. I just want us to be over." Jake turned away from me and just sat there. We had sat there for what felt like forever when Jake started the car and drove back onto the road. We rode the rest of the way in silence as I just stared out the window. My eyes still welling up with tears. When we got back up to the apartment, I sat on the couch while Jake stood by the door. "I'm goin' for a drive. And don't worry about me comin' back. I won't be back for a while. So you can rest easy now. And run into Marc's arms. Or even Steven's. Since that's what you want. Bitch." Jake then walked out the door, slamming it behind him.