A/N: Sorry guys I have been gone for a while.
Female POV:
Lana was not happy. Not happy with me. Me and Lana got into a huge blowout fight. She thinks I'm cheating on her.
2 Hour earlier:
"Y/N, I know you're lying to me! Just tell me the truth!" Lana screams.
"Lana, I swear on my life that Jenny is just a coworker! Come on, just because I had to stay late at work for the past couple of days doesn't mean we are fucking." I reply back.
"Y/N, we haven't had sex in two months, TWO MONTHS, and you want to tell me nothing is going on?" Lana says.
"Lana, you don't get what this job means to me! We don't all get to have the life where we stand on a stage while millions of people cheer. You don't understand." I say.
"So you are fucking? Your fucking Jenny for your job? Are you fucking serious right now Y/N?" Lana says in a louder tone.
"Lana I Just told you were not fucking! God you won't even believe me!" I reply back even louder.
"Okay then, if your not fucking Jenny why won't you tell me why your staying so late at your job?" Lana's voice simmers slightly.
"Lana, I don't get why you won't just trust me, what I am doing at MY job is none of your concern, it is classified for security reasons." I calmly say.
"Thats fine, just keep fucking Jenny while lying to me, because I really deserve that." Lana states glumly as she starts to walk away.
Present time:
I'm sitting on our sectional white couch in our living room. Lana is upstairs in our bedroom. Should I go up there? Does she want to be alone? Should I apologize first? Should Lana apologize first? So much questions and for nothing. The truth is I never laid a hand on Jenny, she had a husband and kids. Why does Lana think that we are fucking? I mean just because were the only two working on this project doesn't mean anything. I need to prove to Lana I only love her and her alone. I start to walk into the kitchen and I preheat the oven to 350 degrees. I get out the flour and butter. I am making chocolate chip cookies for Lana. She loves these cookies. I also retrieve the milk. I get out a mixing bowl along with the eggs. I start to pour in the flour and fill it up a little over halfway. Then I cut the butter stick into a couple little squares and put them in the mixing bowl along with the flour. Then I pour in 2 cups of milk and crack 3 eggs in the bowl, then I start to mix with my whisk. When I finally make a yellowish consistency I add the chocolate chips. Once I properly mix in the chocolate chips I spray a cookie sheet with coconut cooking oil. Then, I use a spoon to make little circles that will soon be cookies. The oven beeps and it is perfect timing because I have just finished making the spacing and circles on the cookie sheet. I put the cookie tray into the bottom rack of the oven. I then set a timer on my phone for when the cookies will be fully cooked. I then hear footsteps coming from upstairs. It must be Lana. I then see her come down the stairs.
"Are you making cookies?" Lana asks.
"Yes Love, I am." I reply back.
"They smell good." Lana says. "Look Y/N, I'm sorry. I just feel like you barely give me any attention anymore ever sense this new project came to your job. I understand that working is a priority and you need to focus on that priority. I just need your love, do you get what I am saying Y/N?"
"Yes Lana, I understand you. I'm sorry if you feel like you haven't been given attention sense this new project came up at work, and I'm sorry I can't tell you about it, my boss wants the project to stay in the office. Do you understand?" I say.
"Yes Darling, I understand. Now please get the cookies out of the oven before you burn them." Lana states.
The stench of burnt cookies fill the room.
A/N: Hey guys I know I have been gone for a couple of months 💀Again sorry for that. Anyways I think I am going to try to post a story/chapter once a week so I can stay consistent but no promises ;) Also sorry for the short story.
