Jenna x Reader One-Shots

⚠️Acceptance⚠️

A/N: Jenna x Reader

Summary: Jenna struggles with the fact that Y/n turns to drugs and is addicted but when Jenna finally helps her accept that she's addicted, when she and Jenna go to her family, they are very pressuring about it.

⚠️TW⚠️: Drug Addiction, Anxiety.

Y/n's turn to be toxic

HERE WE GO!

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Jenna's POV:

I arrive home and I look around and try to find my girlfriend, Y/n, but I can't find her. I've looked in our room but she isn't there either, I search the whole house but she isn't there. I grab my phone and call her, waiting for her to answer but it goes to voicemail.

I send her a text,

"Hey, just wondering where you are, I'm home and I don't see you <3" I send to her, waiting dor a response before calling her again, this time her answering.

"Y/n? Y/n, where are you?" I ask her, panicked. Hearing her groan. "Y/n, where are you?" I ask, she mumbles something, "What?" I question, confused.

"...out... bar." I hear her mumble,

"Outside a bar?" I question, her humming. "We're in the middle of rainstorm and you're outside a fucking club?" I ask, annoyed.

"M'sorry." I hear her say through a smal laugh,

"What bar?"

"M'loca...location's on." I hear her say, I move my phone back, putting her on speaker and I check her location; seeing her outside of a bar that's 40 minutes away. I sigh, feeling myself want to cry.

"All right, I'm on my way." I tell her, leaving the house and I go to my car, I get in and stay on the phone to her, as I drive toward her.

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I get outside the car and I see her throwing up, she laughs as she stumbles backwards and glance around,

"Babe! Ugh, there you are!" She says, happily. Moving toward me, I step back. Shaking my head.

"No. Don't come near me." I deny her, seeing her look at me, surprised. "Get in the car—"

"—But I left my—?"

"—Tell me, I'll get it." I say to her, she sighs and steps toward me, "What is it you left in there?" I ask her, demandingly, seeing her look as if she's about to cry.

"I'm sorry, I—"

"—You just what? Decided to get high and drunk? Again?" I ask, annoyed. Seeing her shoulders fall.

"I just feel at happiest—"

"—What, and I don't make you happy?" I ask her, seeing her shake her head.

"No, no, you... you are amazing, but—but with the shit I've gone through, I can't do it." She angrily explains to me, before beginning to sob and I see she's about to throw up.

"Go throw up, I'll get your stuff." I tell her, heading inside and askimg someone where she sat, they direct me to her seat and I see a girl there. "Who're you?"

"Who's you?" She asks,

"Her girlfriend. Now, you." I demand,

"Man, fuck no, you can't be her." She says, laughing. Taking an inhale of a blunt. I grab her jacket and wallet, beginning to leave. "She ain't gonna get better." She tells me, "You gotta sort her out, I thought I've seen fucked up people but man, she's the most fucked up of all." she continues onto tell me, I look at her, scared and panicked. I turn around and leave, heading back outside. I see Y/n throwing up. I shove her stuff in the back and I head over,