Pleasing

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JENNIFER POV

I steal a finger tip full of frosting and quickly put it into my mouth. I hum of satisfaction.

"Alright lets let them bake! Now we can chill." Vinzel smirks clapping his hands. I nod smiling and we head out back. "Hey Vinny?" I mumble and he hums. "Why didn't y-you tell me about what Marcel did while I was gone?" I ask. He takes a deep breathe and sighs. "I tried to tell him that you'd find out. Did he tell you? Or did- i got a text from the girl. I thought it would've been Nora." I shrug and he chuckles softly. "Marcel actually- Nora is dead." Vin sighs with thin lips. I gasp. "W-what? How? W-why?" I furrow my eyebrows and he shakes his head.

"Let's not talk about that" he says looking out into the backyard.

"I-I didn't break up with him." I whisper and he raises an eyebrow without eye contact. "I-I just don't know wh-why.." I whine feeling the large lump in my throat. My voice was cracked. "He didn't want to. I know he didn't. Trust me. But- he didn't know what else to do. If anyone knows why he did it or whatever is Jazmine. She got him to talk, admit it, and shit even cry it out." He leans back into his seat.

"Okay." I mumble. "Jennifer, Marcel is going to mess up. A lot, but- he's... he is changing. Everyone knows it. Even tavante brings it up! You're the second girl out of his entire life to give him chances. This time he won't miss it. He's a hard person to crack. Jazmine has been the only female to really get into his heart. In a family way." He explains looking at me. My eyes narrow and I nod. "It hurts but- i... I don't know how to react. I'm still processing it. The images are what got to me! God he- he looked so peaceful with her. Everyday I was gone he was in bed with her. Not me." I cry out.

"He didn't wait for me. He knew what he was doing. I wouldn't do that to him... he knows it." I wipe my tears. "If him h-having sex with another girl- the same girl- can help get me out of his head... or distract h-him or wh-whatever! That hurts too. I'm so easy to get out of his like that. I'm so easy to get replaced. Me and him never matched! And it shows." My voice was low and shaky. I didn't want to believe what I said. But it was so true. Even Vinny knew it. So, I stand up looking at the time.

"The cinnamon rolls should be done." I walk back inside with Vinny. "You can't get replaced like that. What he did was temporary. You didn't leave his head. If he had sex over and over again- it means no matter what he did you couldn't leave his head. I'm not taking his side, but he didn't leave his fucking room. He smelt like shit. He drank everyday and smoked- we were all worried. We have never seen him get this bad. I wish you both didn't have to suffer like that. Half the men in the house always ask about you. You have a damn nickname! Little boss. Marcel hates it but shit- we all love it. You can't get replaced easily. At least not with us." Vinny takes the tray out and turns to look at me.

  My eyes water and I look down. He walks over and wraps his arms around me and I sob. "Th-thank you." I cry out and he pats my back. "Of course Jenny." He mumbles. I laugh softly from his awkwardness in the hug. "Okay we-we can stop." I smile wiping my nose. "You should talk to Marcel after we are done with icing them. At least get it out of the air. The tension will build and the more worried you both will get from guessing how each other feel." Vinny gasps and widens his eyes.

"I-I'm sounding like fucking Jazmine. Holy shit- she's rubbing off on me. Tavante! I'm getting soft again! No!" He runs out the kitchen. A soft laugh comes out from my mouth and a smile blooms up. "Why are y- IM GETTING LIKE YOU!" Vinny runs back in with a sleepy Marcel. "What?" He asks. "IM GETTING SOFT! It's Jazmines fault! IM CALLING HER. SHES BEEN BACK FOR A GOOD 2 MONTHS AND ITS BAD." He runs back out with his phone.

It was silent. The air was thick.

So, the only thing I could think of was to question him. "How'd you sleep?" I ask teasing his bed head. "Alright, a good 2 hour nap." He shrugs. "Well needed?" I smile looking for a knife. He hums walking over. His heat was radiating off to me. I wish i could hug him...

  "Here." He hands me a butter knife and I smile. "Y-you're warm." I blurt out and I flush from the bluntness. He chuckles. "Yes, 2 blankets can do that princess." A small smirk forms onto his face. "Will y-you help um- help ice these with m-me?" I whisper hoping he would say yes to stop the awkwardness. "Of course." He grabs another knife and we both get an equal amount of rolls and icing.

"I call this one... Lennie!" I show Marcel a little squished roll and he raises an eyebrow. "Really?" He asks and I nod confidently. "Alright then- this one is called..Carol. She has 6 kids and works as a baker." He explains showing a big cinnamon roll. "And now someone's mother is about to get eaten." I gasp sarcastically. He nods before biting right into it. "H-hey! I didn't get to take a photo!" I pout and he shrugs before turning away to throw the knife into the sink.

"Meanie." I mumble turning my back as well.

"What was that?" He asks and I stop myself from biting into my roll again. "Nothing." I respond quickly. "Are you sure about that?" Marcel asks and i nod quickly. I slowly turn around and see him not too far but also not too close.

"I think I heard you call me a meanie." He hums and I cross my arms. "Technically you are for what you did. But you also are a meanie because you didn't wait for me to take a photo. Or during the week I was gone." I recall and he nods slowly. "Fair enough. I take accountability for that. My actions." Marcel bites his lip and puts the napkin done as there was no cinnamon roll left on the napkin.

"I truly am sorry Jennifer." He whispers stepping forward. "Take me on a picnic." I say looking up at him. "Picnic? A date?" He asks and I nod." We- we haven't had one in a while or- really at all!" I say with furrowed eyebrows. He nods while thinking.

"Tell me the date and I'll do the details, yes?" Marcel stares me down and I nod slowly. There was a loud scream and Marcel sighs closing his eyes. He mumbled a few French words. "Let's go." He says grabbing my hand. I already knew where he was taking me. "Marc- shh." I hear him say before bringing me into his room.

I was still upset at him.

"No marc-" he closed the door and wraps his arms around me. My eyes close from his embrace. His body was against that girl. His hands were on her. His lips. He whispered to her things that he would say to me. He stayed.

"Why did you only sleep with one girl? Why her?" I ask not hugging back. "Merde. She was just always available." He says before pulling away. "Why couldn't you wait?" More questions popped up. "Because I haven't experienced something like that before. That's why I wanted you to be my girlfriend after. I wish I thought it over but you left and I thought you were going out- me? Going out? S-seriously?" I was completely baffled.

"Jennifer. I know you by now to know you wouldn't do that. But during that week I just kept giving myself excuses to do what I did. I'm still doing the habits that I've always had. I'm still smoking and I'm definitely cutting back on one night stands." His voice was deep and surprisingly not assertive. "You act weird when you're vulnerable." I mumble with a small smile. His jaw ticks and he raises an eyebrow. I thin my lips and stop. "Sorry." I whisper.

"It's something new. I don't do this and you know it. I don't show anyone the sides that I show you. Vinny is always the vulnerable type because he wasn't in the life style that he is in now his entire life." Marcel cups my jaw and I narrow my gaze. "But I was."

"I wish you never did what you did." I whisper.